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Socially awkward Joellen Bixby has a date every Saturday - with her cat, a pint of ice cream, and fantasies of the way-too-handsome Michael Maddox. She’d give anything to win over the unattainable CEO of her firm, but how can she when she blends in so well with her cubicle? The answer may be closer than she thinks. Cameron McGregor is a cocky, tattooed Scottish rugby captain who just moved in next door. He’s not Jo’s type - at all - but the notorious playboy is offering to teach the wallflower everything he knows about inspiring desire.

Hockey winger and campus hottie, Cole Davis, might be an MVP with the ladies, but I’m not falling for a player... not with medical school on the line. With our best friends dating, our forced proximity is inevitable. That doesn’t mean I have to like it - or the way he makes me feel. Like I’m missing out and there’s more to life than sitting on the sidelines. It only takes one moment of weakness to remind me why I should have stayed away from Cole. He might be a ruthless player, but nothing about this is a game.

Falling for my football star vacation fling? Inevitable. Unless he turns out to be a murderer… Okay, that's unlikely. But after my straight-laced, seemingly upstanding ex turned out to be an international drug dealer, trust doesn't come easily. Enter Law Card, the new Houston Pumas tight end, your typical boy-next-door. He's maddeningly patient with my suspicious, true-crime obsessed self. But he has "too good to be true" written all over him. If there's one thing I know, it's that everyone has something to hide.

Welcome to Miami, where the sun is hot, and the ice is even hotter. Beckham Bailey is known as a partying hockey player, and he's in desperate need of an image overhaul off the ice. I'm Georgie Goodwin, and I hand-paint Mason Jars for a living. But with December approaching and my funds running low, it seems as if Georgie's Jars might have to go under. But when Beckham's sister discovers me at a holiday craft show, she sees the perfect opportunity to give her brother a new image by faking a relationship with me, the sunshine girl who loves Christmas.

58-year-old Jackie Douglas thinks she has everything she wants—kids, grandchildren and a comfortable retirement with her husband, Steve. Until one afternoon she comes home to find Steve packing a bag and her comfortable life suddenly moves out of bounds. Her best friend, Ros, a law firm boss with an appetite for life, laughter and (just the right amount of) wine, immediately leaps in to help Jackie back to her feet but soon finds herself feeling second best to Jackie's other priorities.

Good things come in extra-tall, smoking hot stilettos. Things like Jocelyn Jones. Jocelyn "Ice Queen" Jones is the hottest agent in town, and I'm determined to make her mine. My agent, that is. She's the best at what she does, which is why I'm intent on keeping our relationship strictly platonic, even if the sexual tension between us is thick enough to slice with a skate.

Look, I had a rough week at work. So I put on a bikini and escape to the beach, where I wind up rescuing the city’s hot new quarterback from a rogue paddleboard, and then he rescues me that night from a s-e-x drought. Hello O-Town. Nice to see you! The charmer with the magic hands wants another date too, and I say yes so fast. But the thing is I’m the team lawyer for The Mercenaries. And the morning after the sexiest night of my life, I find out the guy I plan to see again was just traded to our team.

What does a billionaire hockey player and a down and out dog walker have in common? Sabien: Nothing besides my dog—unless you count the sizzling attraction between us. Which makes our arrangement to live together and carry off a fake relationship all the more ridiculous. But I desperately need to give the appearance of settling down and she needs a place to live after being evicted, so my agent—under loud protest—goes along with the deal and writes up a contract.

As the best running back in the league, I have no shortage of women wanting my attention. And I've eaten that up since being drafted to the Boston Blizzard… until now. Ever since I met Dia Spencer, I haven't been able to focus on anyone else. When we find ourselves outside a Vegas wedding chapel while celebrating the biggest win of my career, I shoot my shot and end up married for a night to the girl of my wettest dreams. But when I get the chance to keep her as my wife a little longer, I have to figure out a way to convince her to stay forever.

I had a one-night stand with a gorgeous stranger, believing I'd never see him again. Except who did he turn out to be? Troy Winters, starting pitcher for the MLB and the hottest single dad to grace the planet. What's worse, he's now my son's new baseball coach. In my defense, Troy and I had agreed to exchange fake names and occupations that fateful night in a seedy Colorado bar. One perfect night of no strings and a quick escape from my busy single mom life... Right?

My friends have convinced me: no more hockey players. With a dad who is the Head Coach for the Minnesota Sleet, it seemed like an easy decision. My friends have also convinced me that the best way to boost my fragile self-esteem is through a one-night stand. A dating app. A hotel bar. A sexy-as-hell man who’s sweet, and funny...and did I mention sexy-as-hell?

Er hat sie zurückgewiesen. Sie hasst ihn. Können sie eine Beziehung vortäuschen? Der Fußballer Tanner Harris ist dafür bekannt, mit sämtlichen Damen Londons ins Bett zu steigen, doch die attraktive Neonatalchirurgin Dr. Belle Ryan ist tabu für ihn. Als er von den Paparazzi erwischt wird – splitterfasernackt und mit seinem besten Stück in der Hand – ist ausgerechnet sie die Einzige, die er um Hilfe bitten kann. Belle dachte einst nach einem heißen Flirt mit Tanner, dass der bärtige Bad Boy perfekt wäre, um mit ihm Stress abzubauen.

Homeless and heartbreakingly innocent, Giselle Riley walks into my penthouse and chaos follows. I shouldn’t have invited the girl genius to live with me, but it’s clear she needs my help--not only for a place to lay her pretty blonde head but in finding real love, which she’s not going to get with the crazy men she picks up online. Too bad she’s a twenty-four-year-old virgin and I’m a bad boy wide receiver. She’s off limits for a hardcore player like me--and we’re just friends. Instead, I’m her matchmaking service, no matter how jealous it makes me....

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.

Falling down is an accident. Staying down is a choice. Going down is a career-changer...that's the one I did. How was I supposed to know that the NHL's toughest enforcer, the Red Wings' laundry room, and one security video would be my downfall? I've spent more time in the penalty box than any other player in the NHL, but this time I really screwed up. How was I supposed to know that one night and one choice would be worse than all of my transgressions on the ice? Now, I've lost my team, my sponsors, and my publicist. For most people, it's bend or break. For me, it's melt or harden.