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It’s been twelve years since June Broaden has seen her high school enemy (and secret crush), Ryan Henderson. That’s a long time to hold a grudge over some petty feud, but the sharp memory of him dangling a kiss at graduation, then pulling away at the last second, has fueled many angry fantasies since. Now’s her chance to get even. Ryan, along with most of her high school class, is back in town for her best friend’s wedding, and June is eager to show the former bully exactly what he missed out on.

As kids, they hated each other. Macon Saint was beautiful, but despite his name, Delilah knew he was the devil. That he dated her slightly evil sister, Samantha, was no picnic either. When they broke up, it was a dream come true: Delilah never had to see him again. Ten years later, her old enemy sends a text. Delilah's sister has stolen a valuable heirloom from Macon, now a rising Hollywood star, and he intends to collect his due. One problem: Sam has skipped town.

We were not meant to be together…then a dark twist of fate stepped in, and we're the ones who will pay for it. As the eldest son and heir of the Cavalieri name, I will inherit a great deal more than a billion-dollar empire. I will receive a legacy of secrets, lies, and scandal. After enduring a childhood filled with malicious rumors about my father, I have fallen prey to his very same sin. I married a woman I didn't love out of a false sense of family honor. Now she has died under mysterious circumstances, and I am left to play the widowed groom.

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Of all the people who could have seen me when I was at my most vulnerable, it had to be him. Caleb. My stepbrother and the golden child of our messed up blended family. We barely know each other, but for some reason, he takes care of me when an incident at the club leaves me helpless and alone. He hates me as much as I hate him, but something about his bossy attitude and unflappable calm soothes me. I don't want to want him, but no one has ever made me feel the way he does.

The contract clearly stated that I was paying her twenty-five million dollars to have my baby. No love. No sleeping together. Those were the rules, but here's one thing you need to know about me… I'm a rule breaker. My biggest mistake was having her move into my place. Anne was nothing like the other girls I'd been with. I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. On top of that, she was pregnant with my baby. Only I knew how badly I wanted her to be the real mother. I was being reckless. Making a move on her would destroy everything, including my relationship with my sister.

When THE Tatum Elliott shows up to run the catering kitchen at my family's farm and event center, I don't trust her any more than I did back in culinary school. But like it or not, she's here. On my territory. My turf. In the kitchen that shares a building with my farm-to-table restaurant. And she can't seem to keep her hands off my parmesan. Our old rivalry flares to life faster than a flambe, but there's something else flaming between us too. And it's heating up quicker than anything we're making in the kitchen.

Love is a game, wanna play? Wer ist der arroganteste Immobilienmakler in ganz Manhattan? Ganz sicher Carmelo Mancini, der auf seinen freizügigen Plakaten eher für seinen Sixpack wirbt als für sein Verhandlungsgeschick. Dummerweise bin ich mit meinem Maklerbüro direkt gegenüber von ihm eingezogen und wir sind vom ersten Tag an Erzfeinde. Okay, vielleicht habe ich ihm versehentlich einen seiner Kunden gestohlen! Aber ist es wirklich Diebstahl, wenn der Kunde auf mich zukommt? Selbst unsere hitzigen Wortgefechte und abschätzigen Blicke können nicht verbergen, dass es zwischen mir und Mancini knistert.

West, my older brother's high school rival. The rich kid who has it all. The guy who disappeared six years ago and destroyed my brother's life. I thought West and I were friends. I trusted him, but he showed me I was nothing more to him than a means to an end. Being twenty and in my last year of college isn't easy. Neither is being a virgin. I've never been normal or felt like I fit in, and I don't feel what I'm supposed to. My online job has given me the perfect way to solve my virginity problem. Then the last person I ever wanted to see again shows up on my doorstep.

I can still pinpoint the exact second when my life became two truths and a lie. You don't forget delivering a mountain of fresh-baked sweets to a man like Dexter Rory. I never wanted to see his scowling, bossy, brutally godlike face again, no matter how well he tipped. If you told me I'd wind up wearing his ring, I would've died laughing. But here I am, trying to cling to my sanity while I confront the undeniable.

Noah Westcott should come with a warning: too hot to handle! The man is stunningly handsome with his embracing brown eyes and lips that make me want to kiss that smirk right off his face. How could I resist? Spoiler: I didn’t. That was my first mistake. I blame him for the second. It should have been easy and fun. No strings attached. No feelings. As if he commanded it like he did me in the bedroom, I did exactly what I said I wouldn’t. I fell for him.

Deacon Hunter is domineering, condescending, and infuriating. And yet I can’t seem to keep my panties on for five minutes when we’re alone together. He keeps melting them right off. With that sexy voice, those confident hands, the way he brings my body wildly to life, he’s proved my libido hasn’t gone into permanent post-divorce hibernation after all.

There are three things I hate: Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett. Mostly I hate Chase Jett. It's been 10 years since he took my virginity - I'd make a bratwurst joke, but the unfortunate truth is that it would have to be a brat-best joke, and yes, it kills me to admit that - and now he's not only a billionaire, he's also my new boss.

The New York Times bestselling author of Pucked and The Good Luck Charm delivers a Hollywood happily-ever-after where a famous heartthrob falls for his ultimate fangirl. "As charming as its title, but it's also so much more ... Fans of Jasmine Guillory's The Wedding Date and Helen Hoang's The...

I have no idea why I said yes. Maybe I'd had one too many wines. Maybe I'd done it accidentally. Maybe I'd been sleep-texting. One thing I know for sure is this: I absolutely do not want Ethan Hawkins in my apartment, up in my business, taking over my space. Yet he's here, moving his stuff into my spare bedroom, sending a wave of panty-melting, musky man-scent my way every time he walks past me. Here's the thing. We don't get along - at all. We never have, and I don't think we're going to start now that we're under one roof.

The game is on for two competitive nerds in this “sweet, swoony, and utterly adorkable” romantic comedy, perfect for fans of Olivia Dade and Jen DeLuca (Jo Watson). For Rose Marie Jones, risks are a hard no—except for on Game Night. For one precious evening a week, Rose can forget about...

Linc Salinger and I have nothing in common. He's a smooth PR executive; I'm his disciplined office rival. And he's just stolen the project I've been working on for months. After a tough negotiation, I managed to bargain my way back on, but there's a catch. We have to travel to a tropical island and present to the client together. Sharing a beach cottage with only one bed, we plan to stay professional. But the island's magic starts to thaw our animosity, sparking unexpected chemistry. Every laugh and touch intensifies our connection. It's obvious there's no future between us.

Alex Marquez wears many hats. Sometimes he's the slightly patrician Don of a family with deep Spanish roots. Other times he's a brilliant tech-God and CEO of an exclusive security agency. He's also a boss, a musician, and a fierce friend. At the core though he's a former Special Forces Commander, wounded in action, haunted by the heavy burden of regret. For him, personal redemption would never come. Too much darkness, not enough light. And then Meghan O'Brien swoops into his life. She's a ball busting curvy goddess who instantly pushes all Alex's buttons.

Luna LaRoux has poured her heart and soul into her waterfront bar and restaurant, which has the best sunsets in Key West. The only problem is, Luna's best friend and business partner Josie is having money problems, and with twins on the way, Josie has no choice but to sell her half of the business. Actually, it's 51 percent. Gage McCabe is spending the weekend in Key West when he ends up getting kicked out of his hotel for a minor indiscretion that wasn't even his fault.

Becca Hartson should be used to moody men by now. She grew up with four overprotective older brothers, after all. But nothing could prepare her for the hostility she encounters from her new boss—the annoyingly gorgeous Daniel Carter. Sure, his first impression of her was bad. She was in the arms of his brother, crying into his shirt. But the whole situation was purely platonic and Daniel knows that. It doesn't stop him from scowling at her every time they work together. Or from sending her heart into a crazy spin. But if she wants to keep this job, she'll have to grin and bear it.