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Book Two in the instant USA TODAY bestselling trilogy! From the viral TikTok author of the stalker romcom, LIGHTS OUT, comes Navessa Allen’s second book in bestselling The Into Darkness Trilogy, upping the ante with voyeurism and play club kink. “I wanted this woman, and I was a man who...

When Lilah Maddison's mother keeps trying to set her up on dates she's not interested in, she blurts out that she's already seeing someone. The problem? She's single. So, I step in to help and agree to pretend to be her boyfriend for an event. But when things go awry, we're no longer just dating—we're engaged. Now, I have to find a way to keep her family off her back and our team in a playoff spot, all without falling in love with Lilah, which seems more impossible with each passing day.

Alla scrittrice di necrologi Nadine Barbault non dispiace essere chiamata “Signora Morte”. Calza a pennello con il personaggio della Regina di Ghiaccio che ha coltivato per sopravvivere ai ritmi frenetici del Toronto Herald. Perciò quando Nadine scopre che la famosa (e solitaria) scrittrice Dot Voline è morta, non esita a pubblicare il necrologio ... per scoprire che Dot è molto viva.

Barry Murray's life is simple: run his bar, keep his employees happy, and remain alone. For most of his life, it's been easy, but he allows himself one exception: his favorite pop star, Lila Wilde. For years, he's listened to her albums when going through the toughest parts of his life. So when he finds her panicking in the alley behind his bar, all of his walls come tumbling down and he opens up to her in a way he's never done with anyone else. Fate keeps making their paths cross, and he's falling for her, hard. But when he offers to give her everything, she says no.

People think it’s easy being Felix Dodd III, and sure, the legacy and inheritance aren’t exactly terrible. But the name comes with so many strings; my hands feel permanently tied. Like I’m stuck following in my father’s footsteps. Like I can’t trust people’s intentions. Like my grandmother wants me settled down before my thirtieth birthday. I’ve got less than zero interest in marriage, ever since my one attempt at love crashed and burned. But Grams won’t let me access my trust until I’m engaged. Which means I need a fiancée.

Lennox Kennedy is beautiful, loud, and the love of my life. She's also my ex-girlfriend. The first time I saw her after ten years apart, I slammed into the plexiglass minutes before our game was set to begin. The second time I threw up. The third time's a charm apparently because as my fiancée and I walked into an appointment to meet the woman hired to plan our nuptials—there she was again. Obviously, I did what any smart man would do—I called off the wedding. I don't have a plan per se, other than winning back the only girl I've ever loved.

Falling in love is easy. Finding the right guy to spend happily ever after with... that's the hard part. But I have a foolproof plan. I'm taking the tropes that work in romance books and applying them to my love life. Only one bed? Never fails. Caring for someone when they're sick? A classic. Who did this to you? Seals the deal every single time. So long, loneliness. Don't let the door hit you on the way out. But the more I try to force romance, the more feelings naturally progress with the one man who's off limits: Walker Collins, the guy I've had a secret crush on since 7th grade.

With a famous NHL player for a stepbrother, Violet Hall is well acquainted with the playboy reputation of many a hockey star. So of course she isn't interested in legendary team captain Alex Waters or his pretty, beat-up face and rock-hard six-pack abs. But when Alex inadvertently obliterates Violet's misapprehension regarding the inferior intellect of hockey players, he becomes much more than just a hot body with the face to match.

She's a city slicker from Los Angeles. I'm a cowboy from Texas. She definitely wants me; she just doesn't know it yet. She walked straight out of my dreams and into this tiny town. I swept her off her feet on the dance floor. She gave me the best kiss I've ever had. It was all going so well … until it wasn't. Like a real-life Cinderella, she ran off without giving me her number. Dumbfounded, I assumed I'd never see her again. Until she walked right into our barn the next morning. Turns out, she's the wedding planner for my brother's upcoming nuptials. And I'm the best man.

Roy Hitchcock is a provincial hack journalist and inveterate daydreamer. When he meets his former English teacher at his old school’s prize-giving ceremony, his private fantasies run wild and he sets out to capture her heart. Unfortunately, his attempts to get in Miss Callaghan’s good books constantly backfire – and the more he apologises, the less impressed she is. There’s also another major obstacle in his path, in the macho form of Jane’s current lover, media hero Chad Mann.

He's a grumpy cowboy and a single dad. He's also my overprotective brother's best friend...and when I agreed to stay at his ranch, falling for him was never in the plan.

Lucian Rollins is a lean, mean, vengeance-seeking mogul. On a quest to erase his father’s mark on the family name, he spends every waking minute pulling strings and building an indestructible empire. The more money and power he amasses, the safer he is from threats.

Summer Knowles does not want a boyfriend. Relationships have caused enough problems in her life. As bridesmaid at her sister’s wedding, she’s going to avoid all things romantic – especially the brawny, hipster best-man who has commitment-phobe written all over him! When Archie Hill meets Summer, he immediately thinks bridesmaid-and-best-man-with-benefits! They have one week together and may as well make the most of it. But what if one week just isn’t enough.

A guy told me he loved me tonight. Peyton Sanders hopes it’s not too late to say it back. Done with dead-end relationships and swiping right, she knows who her heart belongs to. But as she races to tell him how she feels, she’s hit by a car and wakes up with amnesia. It gets worse. Peyton has no clue who the three men who show up at her hospital bed are except they each claim to be her boyfriend.

I was the Runaway Bride of Calico Cove—which, sure, wasn’t my finest moment, but now I desperately need someone to rescue me from my conniving family. My unlikely hero? Roy Barnes, the grumpiest fisherman in town who recently became the guardian of his orphaned baby niece. We are a match made in marriage-of-convenience heaven: he protects me from my furious father, and I help him with baby Nora. Perfect, right? Wrong. Because our fake marriage isn’t about love—it can’t be about love. Those are the ground rules. Except everyone knows rules are meant to be broken.

I’m Spencer Whitley, the CEO of a billion-dollar company. But behind closed doors, I’m a clueless, single dad…. Between reading as many parenting books as I can and trying to get the little dude to sleep during the night, I can barely think about anything else.

Marrying Beckett Coleman is the best idea I've had in years. I can grant my sick dad’s wish to walk one of his daughters down the aisle, and Beckett has my help solving a custody situation with his daughter. Our plan is to spend a year together, then part ways. Easy, especially since I'm not his type, and he's not mine either. He’s too quiet and too serious. And while he’s distractingly gorgeous, he’s also my brother’s teammate. Beckett is fake husband material, not the real deal. I just have to remember that.

What did you think was going to happen when you came back to Calico Cove after being gone for years? That I would forget how you were my best friend before you became my worst enemy? Or did you want me to pretend that night at the bonfire when you humiliated me in front of everyone didn't happen? I don’t care that you’re handsome as sin and rich AF, or even that you're pretending to worry about my family's diner—I’m not falling for your charm again.

Hayes may think he can show up at our home, fling a contract in my face, and I’ll drop to my knees and thank him for saving the day, but he’s got it all wrong. However, we’re forced to spend time together, giving me a glimpse into the grumpy man behind the suit. There's more to him than I imagined, especially when I learn why he needs this job. Soon, I can’t deny the chemistry that sizzles between us, but he’s the enemy. Wanting him should be wrong.

If you had asked me if I'd ever be dating Chris St. James, well, let's just say it's more likely Jimmy Choo would name a shoe after me, which, Jimmy, if you're out there, the Ella Mae would definitely be a big seller. Call me, Mkay? But, back to Chris. Sure, he's handsome. I mean, his arms are as big as my legs! He's got those lips that would make Michelangelo pause and grab a rock to start sculpting. And when you top his looks off with the whole hero-vibe he has going for him, yes, he's a fine specimen of manhood.