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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.

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.

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.

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.

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...

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.

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.

Clara Wheaton to dziewczyna z dobrej rodziny. Jest ambitna, ma dobre maniery, jest przewidywalna. Kiedy szkolna miłość Clary zaprasza ją do siebie na drugi koniec kraju, oferta jest zbyt kusząca, by można było się jej oprzeć. Niestety, jest to również zbyt piękne, aby mogło być prawdziwe. Okazuje się, że Clara wynajmuje mieszkanie razem z czarującym nieznajomym. Josh może być trochę zbyt dociekliwy i... przystojny, by czuła się całkowicie komfortowo w jego towarzystwie.

Life is full of expectations. For Brady Coldwell, it's always been about the game. Hockey is, and always will be, his life. His family sacrificed everything to get him here, and he won't let them down. He knows what's expected of him. Natalie Banks is no different. She too knows what it means to have everyone sacrifice for you. She knows about the debt that's owed in the end, and the price you pay for making up your own mind. But when an innocent mistake lands Brady and Natalie as roommates, neither of them is prepared for the feelings they have.

When she moves in with her brother’s roommate and his group of friends, Scarlett feels like she’s really in for it. She couldn’t get Nolan Jones out of her head while living thousands of miles away from him, so how could she possibly forget him now that she’s back in Boston? Yet her lifelong crush gives her no reason to hope. Nolan teases her like she’s his little sister! Scarlett knows she has to accept that he will never see her otherwise. But between the closeness on the couch and the new spark she sees in Nolan’s eyes, never might be coming sooner rather than later.

I stupidly agree to allow a handsome hockey player to rent a room upstairs. Am I crazy? Maybe. Desperately broke? Most definitely. So imagine my shock to discover he's the cute hockey guy I kissed at my best friend's wedding last year. He still calls me princess and is unfairly gorgeous. And now I have to see him. Every. Single. Day. I'm trying not to trip over my own feelings—for the sake of this team and my job as the team's community relations manager.

Ever since her former roommates deserted her, Meg has had to share an apartment. He won’t pick up after himself, and he refuses to get a good job. Plus, he doesn’t always wear enough clothes—which is really a problem, because he’s hot. Maybe he’s occasionally funny. And every now and then he can be sweet. But mostly he’s just annoying. It doesn’t matter how much he’s starting to flirt with her—Meg is going to resist. She’s way too smart to fall for a guy who never takes anything seriously.

Zwei Fremde, eine Wohnung – ist es Liebe auf den ersten ... Biss? Die Künstlerin Cassie Greenberg hat Geldsorgen und braucht dringend eine neue Bleibe ...

All I need is a place to hide for a few weeks. The paparazzi were on my case 24/7 and I needed a bit of breathing room—an escape from the madness—before the media frenzy begins. Sure, I could have gone to a secluded cabin in the woods—but I didn't want to be bored out of my mind. I'd seen enough wide open spaces as a kid from Texas to last me a lifetime. So instead, I let my sports agent hook me up with a modest house in the burbs where we didn't think anyone would find me hiding in plain sight.

Let your homeless best friend stay with you, he said. Being roommates will be fun, he said. It's only temporary, he said. He never said I'd fall for him. You know what isn't temporary? The endless stream of dirty socks in my bathroom and empty food packets under the sofa - and don't even get me started on the hot guys who take over my living room every Sunday to watch sports. I can't take anymore. So I propose a roommate agreement. One that will bring peace and order back to my life, complete with rules that might just stop my newfound crush on my best friend in its tracks.

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.

I’m being forced to move in with my brother’s best friend. After my life falls apart, the last person I want to face is my childhood crush. Much less live with him. Unfortunately for me, my overprotective brother and his equally overprotective best friend show up on my doorstep and don’t take no for an answer. I put up my best fight, but it’s no use. Soon enough, I’m boarding a plane with them and my newborn son.

To Moira "Mo" Rossi, the world is full of sunshine, goodness, and happily ever afters - so of course she figures finding the perfect roomie will be easy. But after four creepos who ask if benefits come with the room and one woman who claims she's a vampire, Mo is officially desperate. So what if the guy she agrees to on paper ends up being the Derrick Downer to her Sally Sunshine in person? She's the queen of making lemonade.

I woke up to an empty apartment, and things just got worse from there. My roommate took everything, even my epic purple couch. Rent coming due means I’m desperate, but not desperate enough for Travis freaking Westmister to live with me...that is, until my brother convinces me his best friend and my mortal enemy is my only hope. Now the man I gave my v-card to before he disappeared is parading around my house shirtless, toned, tanned, and ripped. Oh, God, I will not go there. He broke my heart, and I hate his guts - except he’s not who I thought he was at all.

Viggo Bergman, hopeless romantic, is thoroughly weary of waiting for his happily ever after. But between opening a romance bookstore, running a romance book club, coaching kids' soccer, and adopting a household of pets—just maybe, he's overcommitted himself?—Viggo's chaotic life has made finding his forever love seem downright improbable.