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Kline and Georgia Brooks are fresh off their wedding and ready to indulge in the honeymoon of a lifetime. Luxurious and private, their overwater bungalow in the South Pacific is the perfect backdrop for fun, sun, and enough sexiness to necessitate a dip in the clear water to cool down. But marriage means more, and Kline and Georgia may have to find a different way to handle the heat.

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own. 

The Marine Corps was everything Landon Donnigan ever wanted in life, until a bullet sent him home with a medical discharge. Teaching a self-defense class at the gym is old-hat for a Marine, but when he meets sexy Ava Rosenthal, his combat skills are useless for protecting his heart. Ava can take care of herself and likes quiet, bookish men - not muscular warriors who think women need to be coddled. But Landon is more than he seems, and when they come together, the results are explosive.

Everybody knows Logan O'Toole, world famous porn star. Except then Devi Dare pops into my world, and pretty soon I'm doing things that aren't like me - like texting her with flirty banter and creating an entire web porn series just so I can get to star in her bed. Again. And again. With Devi, my entire universe shifts, and the more time I spend with her, the more I realize that Logan O'Toole isn't the guy I thought he was. So maybe I'm not the guy you thought I was either.

I first met Tristan Miles at a meeting where he was trying to take over my late husband’s company. He was powerful, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous, and I hated him with every cell in my body. In the shock of the century, he called me three days later and asked me on a date. I would rather die than date a man like him — though I do have to admit it was good for the ego. Turning him down was the highlight of my year.

After months of refusing, I finally agreed to make the move to Alrick Falls. My family thought it was best - that a new scene would be good for me - and I was sick of having the same conversation. So here I am, and the plan is simple. Smile through each day and avoid her at all costs. It's perfect. Until the cocky quarterback comes into play. The last thing I want is his crooked grin and dark brown eyes focused on me. Yet here he is, constantly in my space, pushing me, daring me to care. Telling me what I think and feel, as if he knows. He doesn't know anything.

For two years I held Vance Winters off...right up until the day my fiancé dumped me for his mistress and Vance kissed me senseless. Vance Winters was six feet of dangerously beautiful mayhem. Wicked blue eyes, tousled blond hair, and golden skin covered in tattoos. Trouble. I should have taken one look and run in the other direction. I should have told him to take his job offer and shove it up his tight, perfect ass. I should have done a lot of things.

Everyone says opposites attract. And they must be right, because there’s no logical reason why I’m so drawn to Colin Fitzgerald. I don’t usually go for tattoo-covered, video-gaming, hockey-playing nerd-jocks who think I’m flighty and superficial. His narrow view of me is the first strike against him. It doesn’t help that he’s buddy-buddy with my brother. And that his best friend has a crush on me. And that I just moved in with them. Oh, did I not mention we’re roommates?

CHASE - I've been on my own since my parents kicked me out. I made my first million at twenty and never looked back. Then I found out I was the long, lost son of the wealthy and powerful Winters family. Their name means fame, fortune, power. F--k that. Blood doesn’t make a bond. The Winters might be glad they’ve found me, but they need to understand one thing: I was never lost. Until now. When a mix-up leaves me homeless, I find myself living in Winters House. It's too close. Too much. Too in my face. The little café down the street is the perfect escape. Perfect coffee.

The rock on her hand is real, but our engagement is a fake. Once upon a time, I dreamed of buying her a ring, until everything blew up in my face. That was the past, and this is business. At least it is until I kiss her. It's supposed to be part of the act - and it is, right until my lips touch hers. I forget where we are. I forget why I'm kissing her. I just want more. More of her taste, more of the tug of her fingers in my hair as she pulls me closer. More of her tongue stroking mine, more of her breath in my lungs. Just more. I want everything.

I thought coming home would solve all my problems. I've never been more wrong. After a decade in the military, I'm more at home in the desert than the mansion where I grew up. I want to pretend that six months as a captive didn't change me, but ever since I escaped, I haven't slept. Nightmares. Flashbacks. Nothing makes sense anymore. Until I see her. Standing in the moonlight in her white nightgown, she looks like an angel. The second I touch her I know she's all woman.

Nicholas Hunt is the man I hate. For good reason. His opinion of me is tainted by prejudice even before my arrival at his grandmother’s estate, and my first impression of him is just as abysmal. His arrogance and icy demeanor make it clear that he’s the type of man who’s best handled at a distance. Fortunately, space shouldn’t be an issue inside this Gilded Age mansion and its lush gardens. If I stick with the servants and he keeps to his sailboat, we should hardly cross paths at all. Unfortunately, at Rosethorn, I find that all roads eventually lead to Nicholas Hunt.

It's hard to believe the sweet blond is a stone cold criminal. Those lavender eyes. Her lush mouth. That body. I won’t be taken in by a sweet pair of tits and long legs. She’s after my company. She’s after me. You know what they say about enemies. I need her close so I can figure out exactly what she’s up to. It’s all business, I swear. The more I'm with her, the harder she is to resist. She's an ice sculpture of a woman: perfect and untouchable. But I see the spark in her eyes, the fire beneath the surface. 

I didn't buy my house just so I could stare at the guy next door. I swear. It's not my fault he mows the lawn with his shirt off. His tattooed muscles are an eye magnet. I can't look away. The first kiss is an accident. One taste and I have to have more. We were supposed to keep it casual. Neighbors with benefits. No big deal. When a client comes after me for turning him in to the FBI, Lucas swears he'll keep me safe. I'm not supposed to fall in love with him. That's not the deal. I'm walking straight into broken heart, and I can't stop myself.

Josephine: It was the worst blind date in the history of the universe, until Holden Winters swept in and rescued me. Are you kidding? Holden Winters? A scion of the notorious Winters family, Holden is gorgeous, wealthy, and brilliant. He dates socialites and pop stars, not computer science grad students more comfortable in a hoodie than couture. Our night together was a fantasy...and a huge mistake.

Holt's as stubborn as a bull. He's also hiding a rough-and-tumble country boy behind that big-city suit. Everything flips upside down the day he says he'll help save my land. Lucky me. I can't let anybody uncover the secret on my property. Not even gorgeous stallions turning "I hate you" into "What are we doing?". The way Holt kisses proves he's no white knight. Do I dare let a dark knight in?

Fresh off being named Citizen magazine’s Man of the Year, New York City’s youngest mayor, Robert Davenport, decides it’s time to strategize. Next move: a bid for the governor’s seat. In his way: an incumbent with a flawless reputation. He also has an Achilles’ heel: an estranged wild-child daughter with a past so scandalous it could be Robert’s ticket to victory. And a charm so irresistible it could be Robert’s downfall. Rebellion is a thing of the past for Adeline Blake. As New York’s premier event planner, she’s all about reform and respectability.

Kit Carlyle isn’t just some woman. Beautiful? Yep. Seductive? Damn straight. She’s also my best friend and my coworker. But when her cousin dies and leaves her with a long-as-hell and sexy bucket list, Kit turns to me for a helping hand. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a woman in need. Besides, I’m not about to let another man steal away my girl, occupy her bed, or fill my shoes. But as the stakes get higher and the items become hotter, I’ll have to face the toughest challenge of all: admitting I want more than Kit’s friendship. I want to make her mine. 

Blind dates? Online dating profiles? Been there, done that. Georgia Cummings has zero luck with dating, and the era of the Internet is not her friend. No matter how fast she runs, how many corners she turns, she can't find her way out of this weird, alternate universe where men think dick pics are a replacement for small talk and getting to know a girl. One more crotch selfie and she might write men off for good. But why can't she stop fantasizing about him?

As Cam Mitchell, a New York Maverick and one of the best tight ends in the professional football league, my to-do list should be pretty simple. Play ball. Get laid. Have fun. But after one hour with a stripper named Trixie, that list of mine has shifted dramatically. Tell Quinn to call my lawyer. And, for the love of God, don't get fired from the Mavericks. I swear, I tried to make it stop there. But one tiny thing keeps finding its way to the very top. Find out more about the dark-haired beauty with the big blue eyes and make her mine.