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Dean Evans is the worst. Not only does the devil in disguise steal my pie on a regular basis, he also lives in the apartment right. Next. Door. I see him all the time. At the mailboxes. In the elevator. Every single morning. It's exhausting because he's exhausting. Now, after setting his apartment on fire, he's my roommate, and he's the worst at that, too. I don't know what possessed me to let him stay with me. Pity, perhaps? I do know that I won't be falling for his charm.

Secrets told in the church ladies' room are supposed to stay in the ladies' room. But that doesn't mean that what Trudy overhears there during her great-aunt Gertrude's funeral won't change the rest of her life. Trudy has a daughter in the middle of a major rebellion, a two-timing husband who has been cheating for their entire married life, and a mother with Alzheimer's residing in the local nursing home.

A collection of the three bestselling, standalone MM romances by both Sarina Bowen and Lauren Blakely including their enemies to lovers romance The Best Men! This collection also includes One Time Only by Lauren Blakely, writing as L. Blakely, and Roommate by Sarina Bowen.

Rosie had the perfect evening lined up: she'd come home early, slip into a sexy dress and surprise her boyfriend with date night. What she was not expecting was to find his bags packed and herself unceremoniously dumped. But she can't even dwell on her heartbreak when she faces the more pressing matter of making rent this month. And in desperate times, she somehow agrees to let out her spare room to the upstairs neighbour. Aled needs a place to stay while his place is being renovated, and she gets to keep her home. It's a win-win situation for both - if only it was that easy.

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Grayson is a six-foot-two athlete with sun-kissed skin, slabs and slabs of muscle, and gorgeous dimples curving into his cheeks. My brother hates him, and the feeling is mutual. The moment I saw Grayson, I was smitten. Then he kissed me. Laid me on the kitchen table. Stroked my body with his tongue. Now we can't keep our hands off each other. It's a forbidden romance, a hot summer fling, but I'll trade everything to have endless balmy nights with him.

Life is smooth sailing until these new roomies find themselves stuck between a rock and a very hard place. Because lusting after the one person you shouldn't ever mess around with - your new roommate - is like cardinal rule number one. Get ready for four complete friends-to-lovers rom-com standalones: The Room Mate, The Play Mate, The House Mate, and The Soul Mate.

When romance novelist Kate Smith suddenly gets writer's block as she's beginning the final installment of her international bestselling erotic Bed 'n Breakfast series, she'll do pretty much anything to get her groove back. Like sneak into a Tire Depot waiting room because her words flow there just like complimentary coffee-smooth, sweet, and scorchingly hot.

I've spent months dodging Leo Parker's attempts to score a second date. Yes, he's gorgeous. Yes, he plays for the Louisiana Voodoo. Yes, he kisses like it's an Olympic sport. But he's also six years younger than I am and—plot twist—I used to babysit him when he was twelve. But when a hurricane destroys my restaurant (and the storage closet I've been sleeping in), Parker swoops in with the perfect solution. Move in with him. Temporarily.

All of the fun, none of the heartache…as long as they stick to the agreement. The proposition is simple: if ER nurse Claire Harper and her roommate, firefighter Graham Scott, are still single by the time they’re forty, they’ll take the proverbial plunge together…as friends with benefits...

Brian Hawkins has had the worst year. He watched his girlfriend marry another man, lost his job and his apartment, and after a summer under his parents' roof, has taken refuge with his younger sister. A quiet few months in Philadelphia are just what he needs to clear his head. But he's barely unpacked before the bane of his existence, his sister's best friend, shows up. There's only one extra bed, and there's no way he's sharing it with her.

I never thought I'd quit my job as a middle school teacher because of a group of unpleasant parents, yet I did with my middle finger in the air and no regrets. Now I'm back in the small town in Tennessee where I grew up, unsure of the future, facing temptation on a daily basis in the form of Porter McCoy. For years, we've had the perfect "situationship." I couldn't get enough of the flirty bar owner, and neither of us wanted anything serious. So twice a year, when I came to visit my family, we'd do our thing. It was deliciously sexy with no strings attached.

She's Dr. Isabel Favor, America's diva of self-help. He's Ren Gage, Hollywood's favorite villain. Sometimes you just know that God has a sense of humor. Dr. Isabel Favor has sacrificed everything to build her self-help empire. Then, in a matter of weeks, it all comes crashing down. She loses her...

NATIONAL BESTSELLER Named a Best Book of the Year by NPR Legally Blonde and Jury Duty meet The Real Housewives in this high-stakes courtroom love story—a sexy and sweet but heartfelt novel about friendship, romance, and reality television from the acclaimed author of Love Buzz and In a Not So...

I never thought I’d see her again—the woman I left behind at the motel after our one-night stand. So, when she walks into my office as my new assistant, I’m in for a shock. But that’s just the beginning. I come home to find her with suitcases, stranded and nowhere to stay. Sure, I could turn her away, but my nosy aunt is visiting, and she’s itching to meet my nonexistent spouse. My assistant is ready to join the madness of pretending to be my loving wife.

When the tiny red-headed maid of honor blushes every time we make eye contact, I have to wonder—after making sure she's not looking at the guy behind me—does the big guy, the funny friend, the guy with a great personality actually have a chance? Do I even have the courage to take that chance? When our hotel room keys get swapped and she lets herself into my room, fate might just make that decision for me.

The rules of Society X are simple...break them and you're out. #1 - No names: It doesn't matter if you want to know, it's forbidden. Rule #2 - No exchanging numbers: It doesn't matter if you want to call, it's forbidden. Rule #3 - Everything is to remain strictly anonymous: It doesn't matter if you want to tell, it's forbidden. Whatever your desire. Whatever your fetish. The Play Room is the place to go.

In those 15 days since my husband died, I’ve met his girlfriend, who’s befriended me, and to top it all off, it turns out, infidelity wasn’t the only thing he’s guilty of. He hadn’t paid our bills in four months. Now I’m forced to rent out the room above our garage. But there’s a hitch. The guy that rents it? My one-night stand from the night I found out my deceased husband had been cheating on me. The problem? He’s a college baseball player. And let me tell you, sister. Cason Reins, his name should come with a surgeon general warning.

When Asher Jackson, the playboy co-owner of the Oceanix Hotel Chain, meets Dana Anders, manager of the gourmet coffee shop within the Oceanix Resort, he longs to strike up a good rapport with her. But to his surprise, his typical charm immediately fails him and he can't help but provoke her with sarcastic remarks at every turn. Even though Dana can give as good as she gets, she's confused by Asher's hostility toward her - especially when she harbors a secret attraction toward him. When she finds herself with unexpected bills to pay, Dana strikes up a deal. For a reasonable fee, the financially strapped Dana will pose as Asher's girlfriend.

Diese Wohngemeinschaft war die schlechteste Idee, die ich je hatte... Kendra ist unordentlich, ungeschminkt und trägt zuhause dauernd Pyjamahosen und hat zerzauste Haare. Und dann hat sie auch noch versucht sich mit meinem One-Night-Stand anzufreunden und sie überredet zum Frühstück zu bleiben. Aber so etwas gibt es bei mir nicht. Ich date nicht. Ich benutze keine Worte wie "Freundin" oder ich schreibe ihnen später schnulzige SMS. Beziehungen und Gefühle sind nichts für mich. Mich gibt es für eine Nacht und danach bin ich weg.