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It's official: my step bro is the biggest himbo ever to himbo. He's a massive blond beefcake with a soft heart and an over-eager smile. The mere sight of him incites a shaking hot rage in me. He's everywhere. He's around me all the time. So sweet and gentle that it makes me feel wild. I see him and smell him everywhere. When I can't see him or smell him, I hear him. The wall between our bedrooms is paper thin. I can't help it—I hear what he does in his room when he thinks he's alone. I hear everything.

Someone once told me I give daddy issues a bad name. I laughed at the time, but since I found myself living with my dad's best friend, Stuart Wiseman, it doesn't feel all that funny anymore. Living with him is a nightmare. He's super pedantic about everything. He takes one look at me and decides I need help with adulting, and he seems absolutely positive he's the man for the job. He's hellbent on improving me, scolding me about this and correcting me on that.

My new neighbor, Ben Stirling, is a beautiful, famous ex-player. A living NHL legend. A single dad with sad eyes and a smile I feel in my knees. I’ve never met anyone like him. He’s what would you’d get if you squeezed masculinity through a sieve. He’s the grit. The pulp. The hard stuff that leaves a sweet taste in your mouth. On top of that, he’s kind and funny, and did I mention he’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on?

It's fair to say my best friend Mat and I are looking for trouble when we head out for a wild night on the town, and boy, do we find it. We find it in the form of Trouble, a guy with long, silky black hair, doe eyes, and thick, fleshy lips. Sweat glitters down his spine, and he moves like there's music in his soul. Every eye in the place is on him. He's magnetic. The second we see him, we want him. We both do. Suddenly, the fact we thought we were straight doesn't seem all that important. Trouble turns our lives upside down.

He's a bad man, and I don't mean trash like your ex. I mean seriously bad. I mean dangerous. You can tell just by looking at him: black eyes, a menacing scowl, and a nose that's been badly broken in the past. He is my arch-nemesis. My mortal enemy. My singular obsession. I was afraid of him when we met. He kidnapped and chained me to a bed. Me—Damon Alexander Beckett of BeckIT fame and fortune. Well, the joke's on him because I'm going to make it my life's mission to destroy him. But first, I have to survive being his captive.

Devin Walker. He was my new neighbor, and the hottest defensive lineman Covey U had to offer, and I had no idea. Too bad we were in some kind of prank war that meant we had to keep everything a secret from my new roommates.

I'm falling in love with a firefighter, and I'm pregnant. Big problem: It's not his baby. When I met Griffin Cannon, I fainted. He saved me from face-planting into the gravel. He's the rescue-y, protective type, which fits seeing as he's a hotshot firefighter.

Valentina Rincón, es una editora inexperta decidida a triunfar en su nuevo trabajo, aunque tal vez haya mentido para conseguirlo. Lograrlo se vuelve complicado cuando conoce a Santiago, un escurridizo escritor que la arrastra a una apasionada historia de amor, ensombrecida por un secreto. Con veintitrés años recién cumplidos, tres meses de renta atrasados y a punto de perder el último semestre de la universidad, Valentina decide tomar las riendas de su vida.

Rendirse a la tentación puede poner todo en riesgo... incluso su corazón. Después de perder a mi tía, la única familia que me quedaba, he tenido que sacar a flote la empresa de planeación de bodas que me heredó. Lo que trajo un poco de luz a mi vida fue que Franco, piloto de MotoGP y mi amor platónico desde la adolescencia, me pidió fingir ser su novia para mejorar su imagen. Él era el mejor amigo de mi difunto hermano y jamás dudaría en ayudarlo... Todo cambió cuando conocí a Christian Baxter, el feroz rival de Franco dentro y fuera de la pista.

It was a passion neither could forget—until he did. Tia Hightower isn’t sure how she went from being a powerful witch to fake dating her ex at a winter house party. For eight years, she has refused to speak Henry Pearlmatter's name. Now, with their family businesses merged, she and her...

Romance is on my never-again bucket list. I'm moving back to Alaska with plans to turn into a grand old cat lady. There is no cat on the horizon. Rather, a sweet rescue dog. And, Wes. Wes was quiet and smart in high school. Now a hotshot firefighter, he comes complete with melting powers. A few fantasies never hurt. Until our lives get waaaay more entangled than I ever expected.

Winter Holliday is devoted to her friends, her career, the quaint town of Anneville, and Christmas—though not necessarily in that order. Romance is not on her agenda, no matter how much her friends, coworkers, and neighbors try to convince her otherwise. As the cochair and vice president of the Anneville Special Events Committee, she can't imagine abandoning her duties for a fling with her high school crush, Avery Sumner.

True story: Jack Hamilton gave me a black eye when we met. He didn't throw a punch, but he did open a door right into my face. On the same day I was a bridesmaid in my brother's wedding. My head spun when I took a good look at him. Maybe it was running full-force into a door, but maybe it's because he's melt-your-panties H-O-T. Oh, and he's a hotshot firefighter. But I don't date, and I don't ever intend to fall in love. It's all so simple. Until the chemistry that's hot enough to melt me nearly does. Maybe Jack can help with that, what with the whole firefighting thing.

Wyatt Cannon is all that and then some. Hotshot firefighter, seriously easy on the eyes, and knows his way around...well, me. We had a fling a few years ago and no one knows. I never meant for anything to happen again. But I never could back down from a dare. I woke up married. I'd like to pretend I don't remember that night, but it's burned into my body, heart, and soul. Wyatt is impossible to forget. I should be figuring out how to get divorced, but he asks me to give us a chance instead. My life is beyond messy and he's just making it more complicated.

He's the President of the Heaven's Sinners MC. She once begged him to take her virginity—and now she's back in town. Travis is more than willing to make it up to Skylar, but she wants nothing to do with him. Too bad, because as a grown-a-s lady, Skylar is everything he's ever wanted. On the other hand, she brings up feelings—and troubles with the local outlaw MC—that he thought were long buried. Now the only question is whether he can keep her safe long enough to win her back?

It all started when my cat needed something expressed. Do I have to explain? That's when Farrah Taylor walked into my life, a fantasy spun true. Aside from stealing my breath, she handled the awkward situation with aplomb. Turns out she's my neighbor, and my grumpy cat has a crush on her. He's not the only one. Neighbors with benefits is the perfect option. I don't have time for romance. Until I want more. Until just being neighbors isn't enough.

Born in poverty, transported for theft, and in love with a charismatic but dangerous man - for Cat Haggard the Tasmanian Governor’s House is not merely a beautiful building but a symbol of all she hopes to obtain in life. From convict, bushranger, and accused pirate, Cat transforms herself into an entrepreneur and pillar of colonial Tasmanian society. But how is she connected to a missing ship?

I came to Alaska to escape. I prefer to leave tragedy behind and don't need anyone reminding me I'm a hero. I'm not. I'm damaged goods and not in the market for romance. Alice is beyond distracting, and I can't avoid her. My grandmother thinks we're fated for each other. While I'm busy trying to ignore my grandmother's matchmaking, I make the mistake of kissing Alice. My willpower burns to the ground in a matter of seconds.

We're just going to be friends, right? My kind of forever is staying single. It took too many years to escape my disaster of a marriage. As a single mom who's barely scraping by, most men don't even notice me. So when Adam Cannon almost kisses me, I'm not expecting it. I'm definitely not expecting him to propose more. Despite a firm commitment to never being committed, I can't resist Adam. It's just a few kisses, I tell myself. Adam is everything I never expected. Protective, loyal, and hot enough to melt a few glaciers.

Skylar's all but wearing a Stay Away sign. She might be tempting, but I can take a hint. Until a single moment leads to one kiss and then another. Before I know it, I'm in deep. After tragically losing my first love, I never planned to fall in love again. But Skylar gets to me. She doesn't even believe in love. I want her to believe. I want to slay her dragons. All of them. I can handle it. My heart won't get involved. Until Skylar walks away.