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Emerson Lowe and popular ice-hockey player Jake McCallister have been best friends since third grade, but as their friendship starts to morph into something more, a terrible event occurs that heralds the end of innocence for both of them. Within a week, Jake's living on the other side of the country and Emerson is left alone to pick up the pieces of her life in a small town determined to paint her as a liar.

'Twas the week before Christmas and all through Summersweet, Tess Powell was annoyed and wanted to retreat. With a BIC in her hand and a frown on her face, everyone knew she needed a break from this place. Wanting the holiday to be nothing but the best, Bodhi took his girlfriend to the mountains to rest. While visions of fire happily danced in Tess' head, soon she would see she had everything to dread. Crying kids, singing hippos, and a stalker with a van definitely weren't part of Bodhi's evacuation plan.

Welcome to life as a wedding dressmaker for the rich and entitled of Manhattan. I’ve seen it all - from the most spoiled brides to the most egotistical Wall Street bros. The worst? Mark Holbrook. Billionaire. Arrogant. Knockout sexy. Certifiable jerk. He hates weddings, and I hate him.

A scorching one-night stand with a stranger was supposed to be my night of adventure to enjoy and move on. I didn't expect that a few weeks later my friend would introduce said stranger as the man walking her down the aisle because he's her godfather and uncle. And I certainly didn't expect him to be a famous football coach who insists I escape with him to his small town lake house for a rendezvous. He may be old enough to be my dad, but the man's charisma is a winning touchdown straight to my lust-filled mind that agrees.

In her teenage years, lovelorn Jessica Gold cast a spell that went disastrously wrong, and brought her all the wrong kind of attention—as well as a lifetime ban from the World Council of Witches. So no one is more surprised than Jess when, fifteen years later, tall, handsome WCW member Derrick Winters shows up in her quaint little village of West Harbor and claims that Jess is the Chosen One.

Garrett Cooper is grumpy. Bossy. Rude. Sparks fly every time we’re in the same room—and not the good kind. While I’m trying to brighten the mood, he’s dismissing me with a roll of his eyes.

I'd always found Irish men to be irresistible. And Devin? He's the hottest one of them all. I had my chance with him. Heck, I even have a baby with him. A four-year-old boy. My only secret. I lost my V-card to Devin on St. Patrick's night four years ago. My biggest mistake was thinking that I could trust him. Hot men like him are trouble. Besides, he made it clear to me that he hates kids. Hates. Fast-forward to when he meets our little boy. A meeting that I tried my hardest to avoid. I might have expected them to get along but...best buddies?

Oh what a wicked web we weave . . . Marine, Benjamin Dryerson has been to war and knows the ugly side of freedom. It changes a man leaving him knowing what is important in life. He's found peace in the Ravage Motorcycle Club and the family that comes with the cut. And her . . . Katie lives in a constant war of her own, a battle of wills against herself with no escaping. She knows the cruel side of freedom. What most people take for granted, she's had to claw for a sliver of good.

I haven't seen her in three years. I haven't talked to her since the kiss. So why am I on a plane, flying across the world to spend a week with her in Germany? One word: Pops. My life’s a mess. My possible football career is hanging on by a thread. I'm driving the roads of Germany in honor of Pops with the one girl I can never have. And I’m sharing a bed with her, the girl I've measured everyone else up to, while desperately trying to not to touch her. We made a pact growing up, never to get romantic with each other - never fall in love.

A second chance romance that the Lake Spark world never saw coming . . . Should Have Been is the third standalone book in the Lake Spark Inn series, part of the Lake Spark world. For lovers of small-town romance with a hint of sports.

I am the Shadows…reborn from the dark, with a great purpose thrust upon me. I must embrace my destiny and the legacy of power I’ve been given or the world could fall into chaos. My dark angel. The voice that’s haunted me since I was a child. My protector. My mate. Together we must fight and keep an old evil from corrupting the world. Will I be able to control these powers, or will they control me? Can we defeat the ultimate evil with our bond intact?

Anastasia Allen has worked her entire life for a shot at Team USA. It looks like everything is going according to plan when she gets a full scholarship to the University of California, Maple Hills and lands a place on their competitive figure skating team. Nothing will stand in her way, not even the captain of the hockey team, Nate Hawkins.

Easton Westbrook entered my life like an arrogant, grumpy, wrecking ball, and refused to leave. Our banter is addicting, and nothing I do or say will make him change his mind. But when his mind becomes focused solely on me, I run. I can’t afford to give my heart away again. Not when I’m barely surviving with the broken one I have. I have walls up for a reason. Reasons that are none of his business, but Easton is used to getting what he wants. And when he decides he wants me, I’m not sure I’ll survive it.

Don’t play dirty. That’s the code I live by on and off the field. The other?Don’t get distracted. Not by the media, not by hookups, and definitely not by our rival team’s ridiculously charming star player, who loves to whisper dirty nothings to me every time we play ball. And sure, his offers are tempting, but he’s the love ‘em and leave ‘em type, and I want the real thing.

Casual fun with my emotionally stunted, overgrown frat boy roommate slash co-worker should be perfect, right? Shep seems to be just as allergic to commitment as I am to emotions, but that doesn't mean we don't need our stroker rods serviced, if you catch my drift. Now if he'll just stop looking at me with those dopey puppy dog eyes while I'm elbow deep in a diesel engine, and making my stomach flip with that smile of his, that would be great…

Day one of senior year at Denwin High was not supposed to end with my thoughts consumed by the new AP Philosophy teacher. I’d impatiently waited three years to take the course, but from the moment he strode in with his sad eyes that mirrored my own, I was intrigued by only him. Dr. Sebastian Wicked.

Finally, freedom! Freedom to live my life the way I want. No parents. No security guard. Nobody to tell me what to do and when to do it. Well, almost nobody. My overprotective brother is still around to rain on my parade. But I can handle him. After making the move from New York City to Los Angeles, I'm determined to succeed at making a name for myself - without using the wealth and connections of my family. And nothing is getting in my way...except maybe the most infuriating and sexiest man I've ever met.

Lilly: My life is like the love child of a train wreck and a dumpster fire right now. I’ve been canned, my professional reputation is shredded, and now I’m walking dogs to make ends meet. But I still believe everything will work out. Somehow. Then a dog at the park attacks my friend’s dog. At first, I’m ready to give the owner hell - but it turns out he’s in desperate need of doggie daycare. I figure, why not? I love dogs and I need the cash.

I’ve spent my entire adult life working eighty hours a week, chasing money, security…success. When my recent start-up went under, leaving me with nothing to show for years of grinding myself down to the bone, I’m not sure who I am anymore. I never thought I’d be 48 with no money, living with my brother, trying to figure everything out from scratch. But, here we are….

My new roommate has the worst taste in men. I mean, Murph's special. He's funny and flamboyant and full of life. While I'm straight, even I can tell these guys aren't good enough for him. I had to yell at one date, toss another one out the door, and throw a beer in another's face. Kind of embarrassing, really. I don't know what's gotten into me. I ask my sister what's wrong with me and she says I'm jealous. Jealous? Please. Me? Come on. Only thing is, I hate the thought of Murph kissing any guy. Ever. Except, maybe . . . me?