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Billionaire Jackson Spearman is impatient, demanding, and private. He’s practically a recluse. When his assistant goes on maternity leave, Amy Walker, virtual assistant extraordinaire, arrives to save the day. Or does she? Amy is inquisitive and far too optimistic. She isn’t impressed with Jackson at all. Is she even real? They can’t stand each other. Unfortunately, they can’t seem to resist each other, either. Soon, their work relationship starts to feel like something more.

My job was to clean up his reputation and find him a wife. It was supposed to be easy, but nothing about Prince Aramis was ever easy. I was about to throw in the towel when he came up with a solution: I'd be his pretend girlfriend. Forget the fact that I was sort of seeing someone, or that I had no interest in joining the royal family. Once Aramis sets his eyes on something, there's no use in fighting him on it. Besides, in a way it would make my job a little easier.

Divorcée Tate Madison wasted 15 years of her life with a liar and a cheat. Now she’s returned to her hometown to open The Homegrown Café, find a sperm donor, and spend time with her family and new friends. Encouraged by her fellow middle-aged book-club buddies, she begs a favor from her younger brother’s best friend - father the child her ex-husband denied her. Complications abound when she discovers she’s attracted to the man who wasn’t supposed to be more than an anonymous profile at the clinic.

Dirk Littlewood had the world at his feet and a life he claimed to love. He was a world-champion bull rider with plenty of women to keep his nights busy and make his inner loneliness nothing but a delusion. Dirk’s life was exactly how he wanted it. Until it wasn’t. The moment Merit Eden showed back up in Hamilton, Montana, everything was turned upside down. Life changed immediately, and then tragedy struck.

The moment that Caro wakes up, she knows that she’s not alone. One thump-thump from the living room and she quickly moves into action. One 9-1-1 call later, and she’s ready to defend herself. Only, she gets more than she bargains for when she steps out into her living room and comes face to face with a living, breathing nightmare. And isn’t it just fitting that the man that saves her by coming down the chimney with a large black gun in his hand is named Saint Nicholas?

The last thing I expected on the first day of my dog-sitting job was a middle-of-the-night fire alarm. Things go from chaotic to scorching hot when I run into my old crush, Miles Thatcher, on my way out of the building. Talk about disastrous timing. I haven’t seen him in years - seven to be exact. Since the day we buried his sister - my best friend. That was both the best and worst day of my life. It was also the day Miles kissed me - and promptly forgot about me.

I thought the scenery would be the highlight of my working trip to Scotland, then a dark-haired, kilted Highlander walks into the bar. That swoony Scottish accent. Dark eyes and a sexy smirk. Would anyone blame me for a quick holiday romance? Except if I want to keep my job, Ewan is off limits. I need to lock down my lust.

He walked into school on his first day and owned it. I guess that's what happens when you're a prick, rich, and you're best friends with the ruling school's king. Also didn't hurt that he's drop-dead gorgeous. That's all fine. I mean, I have nothing to do with them. I'm a loner, invisible, and that's how I wanted it to be. I was even proud of it, until I wasn't. His name is Blaise Devroe. My name is Aspen Monson. He only knew how to get, command, and demand attention. I knew how to do everything but that. And this is our story.

There comes a time in every man's life where he's got to choose: Settle down, or get smacked by his mom for not giving her grandbabies. After all, he's not getting any younger, although age isn't why he retired from the military. After the incident, they had no choice but to medically discharge him. Probably for the best because something inside him is struggling to break free.

Private investigations is a hard game. Luckily, I’m harder. But when the sexiest woman to ever uphold the law meets me (the man who makes up his own), what did we expect? The answer: Not love. I learned long ago to create my own rules in the business of private investigation. In short? Do the burning. Never get burned. Until she shows up again in the middle of my case. Penelope Castalano. My best friend’s attorney. Back in my city and breaking the only deal we’ve ever made. Soon we’re both caught in a government cover-up that compromises everything I care for....

Trusting others means taking risks, and that’s hard for me to do. I mean, when your mother abandons you as a child, you’re left with scars. I’m not reckless. I’m not wild. I play by the rules. It’s safer that way. Or so I thought.... Catching my boyfriend cheating on me confirmed every reason I’d kept my heart guarded. But being kissed by a sexy-as-sin stranger in front of him proved how little I was in control. It was passionate, electric, and it rocked me to my core. He stole my breath but replaced it with anger. I stormed away without so much as a name exchange.

Temping sucks, especially when you have a shopping addiction. I started at Seemore Temps when my dreams were shattered and I needed something to pay the bills. At Seemore Temps they pride themselves on the three B’s. Beauty, Brains, and Bounty. They supply the mostly male-driven businesses of Manhattan with able women that can do the job, and look good too. Needless to say, we’re a popular agency. James Murtaugh, or the Shameless Bastard as I’ve come to call him, is the ruthless, arrogant CEO of Renowned Investment Financial, and he’s set his eyes on...me.

Holden Whittaker broke my heart when I was 18. What kind of guy stands up his prom date and leaves her hanging, waiting for him to show up? A total jerk, that’s who. Never mind. I left my tiny nowhere town and moved to New York to follow my dream of becoming an actress. Ten years later, my dream hasn’t happened, and I’m working as the office supply girl at Morgan Financial Holdings, doing my best to keep my paycheck and not get fired by the world’s most terrifying boss. Life couldn’t get much worse, until I get stuck in an elevator and guess who comes to rescue me?

On the steps of the Eiffel Tower, the hottest man I’d ever seen referred to himself as a wanker on the phone, and a surge of heat grew inside me. And why did British slang suddenly sound like a name in my fantasies? When Mr. Wanker shows up on my train to Italy, we make a deal that he’ll take me to Monte Carlo and then we can continue onto Rome, together. My lonely honeymoon for one is now heating up.

One trip down the stairs, caused by a lone Lego, while wrapped in a towel, spewing a plethora of profanities, and my cell phone went flying. I landed on my ass, and then the ER. Between those two occurrences was a FaceTime call, placed by a bouncing phone, to the number of a man I didn’t even truly look at, who had now seen more of my body than anyone had since my Tinder days, over a year ago. Three declined calls later, I limped out the door to get myself to the ER before starting my hectic day.

Life as a CIA operative might be exciting, but living under the radar gets lonely. Meeting someone, much less having a relationship, is the most impossible mission of all. There was someone...once. But she was looking for a white picket fence and I was headed for war. Now, my years of service to my country are catching up with me and I’m ready for a change. I just never expected that change to be Shannon, or that she would be in trouble.

Only one word can describe Sebastian “Bash” Fury...dirty. He’s dirty hot. A dirty talker. And a dirty player. On the ice, he truly earns his nickname. He bashes opponents without regard for the rules or safety. Which is precisely why I can’t have him on my team. As the first female head coach in the NHL, all eyes are on me, waiting for me to fail. A man like Bash Fury is a liability who could ruin my career. Even worse, he’ll destroy my willpower. I should despise that cocky bastard. But something about his swagger and quick smile make him irresistibly charming....

What is the Bachelors Club? It’s a gentleman’s club - like the dignified men of the past used to have. Except, we’re not gentlemen, and we’re not dignified. We’re ineligible bachelors, bored, jaded and not looking for relationships. Quite the opposite actually. So committed to being single, we’ve created a high-stakes bet to see who can remain single the longest....

Trevor Moana can’t escape the sins of his past. His kills as a CIA assassin haunt his dreams. Working for Second Sight helps him atone, sometimes even forget. Until Dani Monroe walks through his door. The one person he’s hurt the most needs his help. In Caracas, Venezuela, one shot changed four lives. And going back there could end him.

The rules of the game were simple. One weekend. We play our roles. Actually, we play lots of roles. I get the info I need for a secret work project. We go back to how we were. That’s what I proposed to handsome, clever, commanding Jake. That’s what he said yes to - this decadent gift of a weekend that would get me out of trouble. But that’s not what happened when our nights together in Vegas ended....