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Melinda takes the advice of her best friend, Chris. She signs up for a new dating service that pairs you statistically with the one you're supposed to love. Finding it - love, that is - using the more conventional methods has not been a successful venture for Mindy, and with her biological clock ticking, she uses a more desperate method and takes the plunge into a possible happily ever after. The thing is, when she boards the boat to a secret location, she doesn't realize the man waiting for her is someone she's previously met.

Hunter Townsend loves his new home in the small town of Shadows Landing. It’s his sanctuary when he comes home from a mission as part of his Special Forces team. Maggie, the infuriating, monogram loving, bright color wearing, cuter than she should be woman, who loves to tease him was the only issue in Shadows Landing. Until a mission goes wrong . . .

Stone Townsend is the center for the pro-hockey team in Charleston. There are just a few things he’s concerned with: bringing his large family together again, leading his new team to a championship, and doing a lot of scoring–on and off the ice. Which is why it was the worst time to get an injury under new team management and a new coach.

The first time I meet Joe Channing, he’s dressed head-to-toe in black, lurking around my grandmother's house. Up to no good? All signs point to yes. Dangerous? Obviously. Just look at him. Sexy as hell? With those blue eyes and that wicked smile - I mean, he isn’t not good-looking.... The second time I see him, he’s trying to kill my grandmother - at least it looks that way at first. Maybe I misjudged the situation? But that doesn’t mean I misjudged him.

Abby Baxter's burning ambition to be a reporter gets a boost when her journalist friend offers her a deal: Fake-date a woman for a story she's writing on finding love, and she'll swing Abby a cowriting credit. It's a dream come true after so long looking for her big break. For years, life and raising her half-sister have gotten in the way.

My boss hired me while I was drunk out of my mind at a party. Wobbling around, whining about being unemployed. But it was no charity. I'm qualified—over-qualified—for this job. Seriously, I'm really, really good. So good that that I got drunk (again) and fell into Simon's bed. Mr. Simon Cox. Uptight. Freakishly organized. Too proud. And way too rich. All the things I'm not. All the things I never want to be. Imagine his reaction when he enters my Brooklyn apartment that looks more like a pigsty than a home. Anyhow, he came over to ask for a favor. And he came prepared....

Falling head-first into the wrong woman's bed was not how Reed Bishop's night was supposed to go. Now a gorgeous, half-naked ballet dancer was threatening his manhood . . . with a book. He can't blame her. It wasn't how it seemed—he was just doing his job, tracking down his lead informant, who, unfortunately, took off, leaving him to figure out what to do with her friend. And that's how he got himself into this mess. Now she's sleeping in his bed while he tosses and turns on the couch. He swears he won't touch her like that . . . but he can't ignore his fantasies.

On the ice I’m formidable, relentless and I lead by example. Now my coach wants me to step up as Captain – and lead the team off the ice too. But this is my worst nightmare; I’d rather play hockey naked than do any kind of public speaking! To make matters worse, my best friend’s sister has shown up out of the blue to live with us temporarily. We have a history… it’s awkward, she’s starting to invade my fantasies and I can’t seem to escape her. But maybe she could be the answer to my problems…

It's not every day you wake up to a stranger getting into your bed. Only, he isn't a stranger at all, he's my best friend's hot older brother...and apparently my new roommate. Having him in my space, driving me crazy, isn't a problem at all. Nope. All I need to do is keep control of the situation. But that's easier said than done. Shawn Lassiter is the kind of distraction I don't need. First he accidentally gets into my bed, half-naked, the night before my first day at my new job. Hello, muscles and tattoos! Then he's there, in nothing but a towel, making me coffee in the morning.