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The FOUR series features relatable characters who unexpectedly find their happily-ever-afters in unconventional relationships. Each story stands alone, but there are character connections among the books.

The four annoying boys who were responsible for the worst moments of my childhood have grown into four irritating, hot-as-sin MEN. I try to ignore them but they torment me during the day and haunt my dreams at night. Oh, and did I mention...they're my stepbrothers. Adam, Matt, and identical twins Josh and Jake would be most girls' dream - but not mine. Sure, they're tall, dark, gorgeous, and successful, but I don't want them and I don't need them - at least that's what I tell myself, until I spend one mind-blowing week at their beach house.

A visit to a strip club starts the wildest four nights of my life. Four nights that change things forever. In less than a week, I go from having zero experience with men to being teased that I collect them like some women collect shoes. First, there’s Garrett, my also-inexperienced IT department coworker who offers to accompany me to Club Red because he thinks I’m in need of a protector. Then there’s Trevor, a performer in the male revue show, whose panty-dropping dance moves are rivaled only by his playful and caring spirit.

When I fly cross-country, I’m expecting my dad to be at the airport to collect me. Instead, I’m faced with five huge stepbrothers who’ve tripled in size since I last saw them. Jameson, Jessie, and Joshua are triplets with wicked green eyes and bodies made for games. Their younger twin brothers, Kyle and Kameron are even bigger with piercing blue eyes and thighs so thick I practically swoon.

They call him The Donkey because of the size of his dick. I call him it because he's a complete and total ass. I hate Landon Maddox with a passion, and I haven't even met him yet. Underwear model, star quarterback, arrogant, muscle-headed prick. I never wanted a stepbrother in the first place, and now I have one that thinks he's a God. Seriously. If his most famous asset isn't beaming down at me from billboard posters all over the city, he's spread across the front pages of every single newspaper, always for the wrong reasons.

I've spent so many years fantasizing about this kind of thing I've lost count, and now that it’s here, I can hardly believe my luck. That’s right before my mom drops a bombshell, of course, and fate stabs me in the ass with his sharpened sword. Twins Logan and Jack are perfect in every single way but one. They’re about to become my stepbrothers.

After being dumped at a strip club during my bachelorette party, I didn't expect to be rescued by four hot-as-sin men who work there. One moment, I'm staring at the gorgeous twin strippers up on stage. The next, I'm reading a devastating text from my fiancé. I moved across the country for that jerk, and now I have nowhere to go. Then four men step in to dry my tears. They invite me to the house they share and take care of me. I should be mourning the end of my engagement, but instead I'm mesmerized by my new roommates.

Those arms, those abs. That storm in his eyes. Dangerous Dante. Her curse, her cure. The only man she's ever loved, and the only one she's forbidden to be with. Now he's gone again, and she'll do anything to win him back. She'll even have his baby.

Ever since my best friend scored two gorgeous, brawny brothers who attend to her every need, I’ve been on the lookout for my own twin beasts. Enter Alex and Lucas Wolf. Huge, identical specimens of male perfection. Easy on the eyes and even better in bed. Double the pleasure, double the...aggravation! Stubborn, domineering, and way too bossy.

I know the way I feel is wrong, and I try to push it all aside. I find another man and even go so far as getting engaged. It’s what I need; a normal relationship that leads to a normal life. Except that isn’t what I get. My fiancé doesn’t turn up to our engagement party, and guess who’s there to pick up the pieces. Jared and Jamie are my amazing, perfect, twin stepbrothers, and they know excellent ways to make me feel better. Even my wildest imaginings have never come close.

Melissa is a small-town girl who doesn't think she needs a man. But when she bumps into a gorgeous man who desperately needs her help, she just has to play along. Dr. Carl, the stunning pulmonologist with those to-die-for eyes, needs a stand-in girlfriend to drive away his annoying coworker. He happens to bring it up to his patient Melissa who makes him forget about his boundaries.

I don't want to be at this ridiculous frat party, and I certainly don't deserve to get it in the neck from a rude girl in a sparkly purple dress. But when she pushes me away, I feel like I'd do anything to get in her bed. And when I find out she's forbidden fruit, I want her even more. I tell myself I'm only looking to fill her mouth with something other than smart talk, but it turns out my little spitfire has way more to her than meets the eye.

Dante demonstrates his level of commitment by revealing the real reason he's brought Sash to Los Angeles, but if he's going to get his way, Sash needs something in return. She wants everyone to know their secrets, especially the one she's carrying inside. With a ransom threat hanging over his head, Dante makes a drastic decision, the consequences of which could force them apart for ever. Whatever happens, Sash knows only one thing...She's going to have his baby.

I dream about twins; four hands, two mouths, and two other things huge enough to blow my mind. So when a set of deliciously sexy identical brothers suddenly appear in my small town nightclub, I don’t know what to do. Should I take the gift that fate is offering? They look like Bryan, the man I’ve been secretly in love with for years. Maybe that's why I end up blindfolded in their pool house, discovering reality is a whole lot more stimulating than fantasy.

A sexy photoshoot is not supposed to end with the model showing me all of his best positions. Especially not so soon after my break up. After what my ex did, I’ve concluded that men aren’t worth my time or trust. Except Mason is fun and sexy as hell. When he smiles, his dimples and blue eyes melt a little bit of the ice inside me, and when he takes his shirt off, well damn!

There are rumors going around about my twin stepbrothers. Huge rumors. I try to ignore gossip, but it's easier said than done when it involves crazy sex stuff and verified reports about the size of things that a stepsister should know nothing about. Ethan and Nathan are the identically gorgeous hunks of man-flesh that have just moved into my house. I could barely look at them before the rumors, with their ridiculously twinkly blue eyes, and smiles that turn me into a mindless puddle of goo.

They call him Big D because he is. Tall and broad, with muscles so thick and good that all I can think about is getting a grip on his biceps and squeezing. Then there’s the other reason. All the girls talk about it. I’m not sure how everyone knows he’s hung like a horse, but they do. I try not to think about it, because he’s a popular football player who everybody knows, and I’m just the work-focused history major who likes to stay mostly invisible at school. But when my professor pulls me aside and asks if I’d be willing to tutor a failing student, suddenly it’s impossible to ignore.

When I asked the Banbury brothers to show me their hoses, I had no idea they were firefighters! I’m in Thailand at my best friend’s wedding, when I decide that it’s time for me to search for some heat of my own. A little vacation fling is just what I need to turn my lukewarm life into a raging inferno. Except there is nothing little about the guys I choose.

As soon as she gets him back, Dante disappears again. This time he's on a business trip to California, and although he's left Sash with his credit card, and as much money as she wants to spend, two weeks has passed and he still hasn't called. Sash wants to follow Dante's rules and demonstrate that she can trust him, but the wait is agonizing and she has her limits. When she can't take it anymore, she knows what she needs to do. She decides to fly to L.A. and surprise him.

Dane, Dylan, and Drew are triplets. It’s almost impossible to tell them apart. Dark. Daring. Defined. They leave me dazed. The other D’s I hear whispered on the wind are what make me hotter than a BBQ in Satan’s backyard. Devilish. Depraved. Deviant. I know they like to share more than just a family bucket of KFC, and I can’t help but wish it was me they thought was finger-licking good.