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Our arrangement was simple—just physical and definitely no falling in love. That seemed easy enough until a positive pregnancy test changed everything. He's loud, crude, sexy, and can cook and he's bound and determined to make me his, but I've been burned before and if I let him in, and things don't work out for us, well, it's more than just my heart on the line. Can I push past my issues to open my heart to that big beautiful man? 

In Legacy, Colorado, our inheritance is simple: Fire and Heartbreak. Sebastian Vargas . . . he's both. He was my best friend. My first love. My everything. Until he was my nothing. It's been ten years since the wildfire that turned our small town to ashes, taking the lives of our fathers and their elite hotshot crew. Six years since Bash disappeared with my heart. No explanation. No goodbye. But now he's home, fighting to resurrect the very thing that destroyed us both.

As a divorced man in my thirties with a throwaway job and very few friends, I admit that I've made a lot of bad decisions over the years. Rounding out the top of that epic list was allowing my son's best friend, Quinn, to talk me into taking him on a two-week summer road trip... alone. What was supposed to be quality father-son bonding time before Joshua went off to college has somehow transpired into a battle of wills between me and his nineteen-year-old best friend. Quinn may be young, but he genuinely seems to enjoy spending time with me, something I've never experienced before.

Georgette Adams is trouble incarnate. Spoiled, sassy, smart . . . and the President's only daughter. Getting summoned to a meeting at the White House felt like an honor-until I caught the catch. I'm the newest member of her security detail. Not only for this summer in DC, but once she leaves for Stanford in the fall as well. Her safety is my responsibility.

The mess that is my life started with one too many tequila shots. Well, I guess you could say the disaster really started two years ago when I met Sterling Jacobson, my best friend's older brother, for the first time. He's off limits, someone I can never have. So why do I have to want him the most? I really need to get him—and the night we shared—out of my head. There's no better way to do that than on a summer trip to Sicily with my best friend. That was the plan until everything went sideways.

I've never been one to play by the rules. It's my world, my life and I do things my way. I see the way they stare at my body covered in tattoos and my lavender hair; I just don't give a damn. There is only one thing in this world that can get me fired up, that's screwing with my daughter. As a single mom, it's my job to protect her, fight for her. She is and will always be my top priority. So, when I get a call that she's in trouble at school, with a boy—no less, my claws are out and ready to strike. And the boy's father, some high society stockbroker, isn't about to deter me.

Shae Shanahan has no idea how to sew a button or steam a shirt. How he ends up as the assistant to the famous wardrobe stylist Rowan Abernathy is beyond him. But his need for stable employment in an expensive city is as dire as Rowan's need for an assistant to actually stick around. Or maybe an assistant he can order around and mold to his ridiculous standards. So much so that Shae has threatened to quit dozens of times—at least in his head. 

All I’ve ever wanted is to go to college and get out of Kensley. That small town is all I’ve ever known. I want to be free to be myself, not stifled by small minds in the football-loving town where I grew up. Then I blew my one and only chance. Now, I’m just stuck. Stuck in small-town life with the same small-town people I’ve always known. Stuck where I don’t want to be. Constantly on the defense and hiding secrets about myself. To never be the real me.

When I came back to Sin Valley, the mission was simple—avoid the ex-girlfriend who broke my heart. At all costs. Too bad I just (accidentally) moved in next door to her. And her battery-operated boyfriend(s). Plural. Crap! No matter how hard I try to steer clear of Desiree Grant, fate keeps tossing us together. And, so far? It’s not going too well for me.

Varcade fled to the deserts of Harrah to escape his past as an Educator, a member of an order of zealot warrior-monks that aims to shape the world according to their sacred Teachings by force. Varcade makes his living as a reckless sword-for-hire, caring only about himself, until his self-centered lifestyle is turned on its head when he is contracted to recruit a misfit team of unruly assassins and take out the mighty Bone Lord of Akrab. But the Bone Lord is aware of the plot and sends her band of Dusters to stop them.

I should have fired Eliza Jenkins the night she overstepped her qualifications in a high-profile client meeting. Or the time she called me stuffy, uptight, and grumpy to my face. But it's her luscious mouth, her chocolate eyes, and her voluptuous curves that really drive me crazy. So I send her packing, pink slip in hand. My company is better off without the mouthy firecracker anyway. At least, that's what I've been trying to believe. Except now, a multi-million dollar deal is on the line, and she's the only one who can help me save it. I've got a new assignment for Ms. Sassy. Be my fake wife.

Falling in love when you’re a teenager isn’t supposed to shape your life, but it has defined us. I was fifteen when I fell for the boy with stars in his eyes. At seventeen, desperate to fight the currents pulling us apart and against our families’ wishes, I married him. Determined to make it work, I headed to college while he moved across the country, each chasing our own dreams. Falling in love was easy. Making it work was the hard part.

I have a secret. We all have secrets. I’m nothing special. It just so happens, however, that my sworn enemy also knows my secret. He’s the absolute worst person to know this, and there’s nothing I can do about it. What he does with this information is totally out of my hands and completely in his. This is why I’ve never let anyone in. I don’t trust easily. I keep to myself. I’m closed off, angry—guarded.

The Proposal meets The Hating Game in this irresistibly funny Valentine's Day story from USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Bonds about getting ahead—and in over your head—with a too-hot, too-uptight Texas billionaire.

Ryan Hutton has spent his entire life being the shy, nerdy, rule-following nice guy on Summersweet Island. He's the high school bowling coach and algebra teacher, who's always predictable, and he's always been fine with that. At least until a sexy nutjob gives him the best kiss of his life in his favorite pizza place. Suddenly, he doesn't like being the quiet, obedient nice guy anymore.

Three years ago, I left South Carolina and the woman I love without looking back. Okay, that's a lie. I've spent a fair amount of time imagining myself lounging under that Spanish moss with her. Back then, we didn't have a care in the world. It was simple. Easy. Right. In fact, I'd been about to propose. Then I found out I had a kid I didn't know about, and just like that, everything changed.

It was supposed to be the perfect summer job. Housesitting in the Hamptons. And then he showed up. Lance Welles. Moody. Broody. Wealthy. Sexy. And cocky. So damn cocky. He'll let me stay for the summer. But only if I pretend to be his girlfriend. I agree. Why wouldn't I? It's not like I'll fall in love. The first time I saw Vivienne Radcliffe, she was in a fire-engine-red bikini. Setting fire to my house. Well, not exactly my house. The garden of my Hamptons estate. She says the house is hers for the summer. But it isn't long before I realize . . . I want Vivienne to be mine forever.

He was forbidden fruit, a brother in the MC that I thought I’d escaped a long time ago. His ties are deadly and dangerous, and I’m so past that kind of life but I don’t just want him—I need him. He’s addictive. When he demands, I don’t throat-punch him. I drop to my knees like I would for no other man. He celebrates my strength, has my back, and makes me willing to fight a past that has haunted me since childhood. He makes me want more; he makes me reconsider becoming a part of the Sinners again just to reign at his side.

Nash: In business, I'm ruthless. The Black Knight of Wall Street. And in the ring, I'm downright vicious. I don't rescue damsels in distress. Nixie is on the run from her past. She's a distraction I don't need, a complication I don't want. But when she needs a husband to claim her inheritance, I'm only too willing to play the part. Nixie: Nash is my fiance, but he isn't mine. Our vow to love, honor, and cherish each other, till death do us part, is a promise we have no intention of keeping. Our union is a solution to my problems. The ultimate marriage of convenience.

Tristan James Xavier Bettencourt IV. The prodigal son of a banking dynasty. And my new boss. With his silver tongue and dirty mouth, he's everything I've ever wanted. And the one man I'll never have. Some rules are as old as time. Girls like me don't ride off into the sunset with men like him.