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Viola Bowen has the chance of a lifetime: to design a video game based on her all-time favorite book series. The only problem? Her co-lead is Jesse F-ing Andrews, a.k.a. her arch-nemesis. Jesse has made it abundantly clear over the years that he wants nothing to do with her–and Viola has no idea why. When their bosses insist a wintery retreat is the perfect team-building exercise, Viola can’t think of anything worse. Being freezing cold in a remote mountain lodge knowing Jesse is right next door? No, thank you.

I'm the star right winger for the Vancouver Vipers, an unstoppable force, fast as lightning. It's my dream come true, and I've worked my whole life to get here. I don't plan on giving it up, but if I want to keep playing hockey, I'm going to need all my limbs. To ensure my body parts stay intact, I only need to follow one simple rule: don't touch my captain's little sister.

As the league's reigning playboy, I've had more than a few women arrive on my doorstep. But until tonight, I've never had a baby show up. A baby. Out of options, I'm grateful when my grandma and her friend offer to move in and help. Until someone else shows up at my house. My new elderly roommate's very young, very attractive granddaughter. The last thing I need is to get involved with someone who is down on their luck. Besides, I need to figure out this whole parenting thing. Not winning over Stevie.

Kingston Palmer is public enemy number one. Pain in the—*ahem. You see, I used to like Kingston. He even asked me out…and then crushed my feelings. To Kingston, I'm nothing more than a game. One that he's sure he can win. Don't worry; he underestimates my own dedication to winning. Unfortunately for me, I accidentally signed on to work at his company (yes, yes, it's a loooong story). Kingston is my new boss. But I'm nothing if not efficient. I'll be an expert at my job all while dutifully ignoring my boss and his ability to lean on door frames.

After a disastrous relationship, my heart is closed to men—especially smoldering hot hockey players. Only problem? James Adler, star player of the New York Raptors, hasn't received the memo. He flirts with me like it's a full-time job, but I'm not about to fall for his charm—no matter how many abs he sports.

How did I become the hot hockey player's nanny? I'm glad you asked. It started with a catsuit and a debt I could never pay off. My dad stole money from lots of athletes, and I've spent years trying to make things right. There's only one last name on the list. Hockey legend Liam Locke—who hates me. Years ago, we shared a passionate night that he believes was all part of the plan to trick him. It wasn't. I fell hard for Liam that night. Truth—I'm still falling.

Clever, popular, and deliciously shocking, the ladies’ periodical Mrs. Goode’s Magazine for Misses only employs women who are equal to the challenge—and sometimes the challenge includes romance. As the daughter of a clergyman, Julia Addison knows she’ll never be able to fulfill her lifelong dream of acting on the stage. But writing forthright reviews of the Season’s most popular plays for Mrs. Goode’s Magazine for Misses, popularly known as Goode’s Guide to Misconduct, is surely the next best thing.