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For my senior year of college, I’m renting a bedroom in a house with three other girls. So it’s a huge shock when I move in and discover...that my roommates are three swoony guys. As if that wasn’t bad enough: I almost hooked up with two of them last night.

I figured being an extra for a local production would be a harmless distraction-a way for me to forget my charmed life is imploding. Sure, I'm the one who blew the whistle on my family business, but that doesn't make it any easier to sit around in the fallout. Worse, I have to spend every last minute on set with a woman who was hurt by my parents' greed. I'm determined to help her, thereby evening the scales of justice, but Delia Evans is so sunshiney and naïve and . . .Well, extra. And, to my utter astonishment, I find myself wanting more of her.

Walker Hartrick was the epitome of a free bird with a devil-may-care attitude until tragedy struck his family and he was thrown into guardianship over his nieces and nephews. To make matters worse, the daughter of the man who destroyed everything he ever cared about moved back to Archwood, Oregon. She's a reminder of what he lost and the ever-growing list of his failures. The one person he should never pursue.

Everything is going great with my three suitors until Luke hooks me up with a flight attendant gig for a private airline. And although the money is very good, not everything is what it seems. Especially when we begin flying some awfully suspicious routes to Mexico… Can we figure out what’s happening on these private flights? Or will my curiosity send all four of us into a nosedive?

OnlyFans was just a steamy side-hustle to earn some extra cash. Once I saved up enough money for a house, I was going to put away my webcam for good. But when my boss Michael Bauer stumbled upon my page after a bachelor party? He became my biggest fan.

I’ve never been someone’s fake girlfriend before. I only agreed because Landon offered me an interview at my dream job. But then I put my foot in my mouth and turned this fake relationship into a week-long affair. Which means going on the family honeymoon… to Jamaica. Making matters worse, I kind of have a history with Theo the best man. As in, we totally hooked up right before all of this. Avoiding his knowing smiles all week isn’t going to be easy.

A farmboy and a techie meet up on tour. They couldn't be more different. But together, they're hotter than an overclocked computer chip. I didn't mean to bring my dog to my mother's stuffy fundraiser. Okay, I might have needed the excuse to get back to my artificial intelligence research, but I never meant for Bilbo Baggins to escape. And I really didn't count on a sexy lumberjack rescuing my lactose-intolerant dog from the Gorgonzola.

A billionaire, his two closest friends, and the offer of a lifetime. I signed up to be a surrogate to earn some extra cash. I never thought I'd be hired by someone like him. Single. Swoony. A billionaire playboy. At twenty-eight, Pierce Benning is the youngest self-made billionaire in the world. Tall, dark, and with more irresistible charm than money can buy. But there’s just one sultry catch to his surrogacy offer: He wants the child to be conceived naturally.

A desperate attempt to pay tuition so I can graduate college is the only reason I took this job. When I accidentally spill a bottle of expensive tequila on Jovan Aguilar, I have no idea he's the one who owns the elite Miami nightclub—a fact he doesn't reveal until the morning after I end up in his bed.

Romance novels are my jam. And everyone knows the plucky assistant—that's me—always charms the billionaire in an office romance. Too bad Cooper Fallon has never read a romance novel. If he had, he'd know that if you take a fake date to a wedding, you're sure to fall for him. But I forget that when I take my work bestie, Tyler. In fact, after we dance, when he kisses me under the stars, I forget my own name.

After I was turned into a Naga by a punch gone wrong, I slithered back to my home and kept to myself. After all, everyone's afraid of snakes—even other monsters. Then, one day, my front door opens, and in walks the most beautiful creature I've ever seen . . . and she has no idea I'm living here with her. From what I can tell, she's hiding from something, and she has no idea I'm watching her. But the longer I wait, the more she makes herself comfortable, and before long, I realize I can't keep hiding in the shadows.

One dead millionaire. Three potential inheritors. And a crazy inheritance game to decide who wins everything.

Reece Spencer became a monster after a Halloween party gone wrong, but instead of letting it ruin his life, he dedicated his life to monsters. After selling his portion of a successful investment firm, he funded the creation of a college for monsters just outside the monstrous little town of Screaming Woods.

When these guys showed up to board their dogs, I thought they were just a trio of extremely handsome men. I definitely didn’t know they were the three most famous athletes in St. Louis. Christian, the stoic, broad-shouldered quarterback who oozes leadership and confident charm from every pore. Braden, the blond wide receiver who’s extremely cocky—when he’s not being a mischievous goofball. Logan, known as the Toronto Terror, the hockey left wing who growls more than he speaks and has a habit of picking fights on—and off—the ice.

I walk into the most important meeting of my life—the one that's going to make or break my career—and he's here. The sexy charmer I met in the hailstorm outside. The guy so temptingly tasty I forgot myself, forgot I didn't do things like that, and asked him out. The worst part? He turned me down. And now he's here in my meeting. He's not charming. He's cranked off. Because of me. Well, guess what? It's not the first time I've made a tech bro cranky. Just because I wear skirts doesn't mean I'm going to let them think I'm any less of a programmer than they are.

I came back to Florida to settle my mother's estate. But after a raging house fire, I'm rescued by three swoony firemen. There's just one problem. One of them is sorta, kinda, my ex. Jack Franco was the boy-next-door from my childhood. Literally. Part friend, part foebut 100% swoony hunk that I always had a crush on. We spent our high school years flirting and bickering and teasing each other, but despite the way we secretly looked at each other, we went off to college and missed our chance.