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Brad had it all—a loving wife, two beautiful kids, and a steady life. But one reckless night shatters everything. When Liv discovers the betrayal, she walks away without looking back, determined to build a better life without him. Left alone to pick up the pieces, Brad is forced to confront the man he's become—selfish, complacent, and absent. As he learns how to truly show up for his children, he begins to understand the weight of what he lost.

Blaire Monroe is the only woman I've ever loved, and the only one I've let break my heart. It's been ten years since she ran from this town, chasing a life that didn't include the cowboy next door who blurred the line between best friend and something more. Now she's back. Fresh off a busted engagement and hiding out on her grandmother's crumbling strawberry farm like the past never happened. Like she doesn't still linger in every part of me I've spent years trying to erase. But Blaire isn't the kind of girl you forget.

Using a dating app to find someone willing to sell their tools for cheap might be unconventional, but it wasn't like I was having any luck finding my person on them. I'm about to give up on my search for love and tools when Hayden messages me. Not only is my stolen tool problem solved, but it turns out he's a great guy, and we quickly become friends. But the more time we spend together, the more I notice something between us. Something that doesn't just feel like friendship. Something that makes me want more. Makes me want him.

Blake moved to L.A. for a fresh start and to make it big. Now she’s waiting tables while her dreams of becoming a model hover just out of reach. She already has her hands full . . . and then her past walks into the room and changes everything. “What’s your name, sunshine?” At first Blake doesn’t recognize him, but the gorgeous six-foot-four, tattooed pro-hockey player is Ari Lancaster—her first ever crush, the one who got her through the worst time in her life.

The marriage is only supposed to be for show, but Archer can be very convincing. He's demanded we move in together. That we kiss. That we make it look—and feel—real. He's a man who is obsessed with getting what he wants—and I'm starting to think what he wants is me. The closer we get, and the less we pretend, the more I question if the grudges between our families are too much to overcome for a marriage that was built on pretty rings and broken things. Pretty Rings and Broken Things is a billionaire, arranged marriage romance.

It was supposed to be a mistake. A wild, reckless, never-talk-about-it-again night at Club Devil. I was the auction prize nobody expected… until three possessive cowboy brothers outbid the entire club to claim me. Mills—the grumpy eldest who commands with nothing but a stare… but hides a heart he swore he'd never risk. Tate—the silver-tongued rope master who knows how to tie a girl's body—and her heart—into knots. And West—the wicked charmer who tastes like sin and salvation… but smiles like he's never letting anyone close. We didn't swap names. We swapped everything else.

Cèsar Nadal is the best private investigator in the business. So when he's outsourced to find dirt on a competing company's executive to keep her from outbidding his client, he isn't surprised. But this time is a little different. Because when he takes one look at the woman he's meant to ruin, he's smitten. Deirdre Klarke prides herself on her integrity…despite running a sector of the family business whose very foundation is littered with dead bodies. The Klarke family name carries more weight than Deirdre cares to wear anymore. But she's determined to make a name for herself in Austin.

Noelle Whitten is living her dream. Too bad finally owning the bakery she's always wanted feels more like a nightmare, as the pressure of trying to live up to her family's legacy reaches a boiling point. Shay Harland didn't move to Wintermore to make enemies. She wanted to be closer to her brother, but small-town life is lonelier than she expected, and the one person she has something in common with, fellow baker Noelle, hates her. When they're forced to share a kitchen for a movie project, Noelle's biggest rival quickly becomes her biggest craving.

Just when forensic pathologist Harper-Rayn thought she had put her horrifying stalker behind her, a new threat is born from the depths of her trauma. More sinister and calculated than ever before. This new stalker is as real as they come. Emerging not as a hallucination, but as a living nightmare, one that's been waiting for her longer than she could have ever known, watching from the shadows and anticipating his chance to strike. The masked terror brings Harper's past to life, twisting her mind with fear and unease.

All it took was a devastatingly gorgeous man twice my age to break all my rules. To teach me how to let go. How to surrender. How to submit. But then I learn Jacob isn't who I think he is. And it turns out our meeting wasn't an accident. The sweeter the forbidden fruit, the more venomous the snake. Jacob wants revenge, and he's going to use me to get it.

He was the eldest son of a legend, and being so, couldn't stay at his dad's club, where he'd not be allowed to breathe. Instead, he went to their brother club and found somewhere to be himself. He wasn't treated delicately or protected. He was a prospect and acted as one. Death had chased him twice and failed, and he believed in life's precious moments. She had loved and lost. The war had taken her future from her, and she silently screamed at the unfairness of it. Now she was alone, and nobody could breach her walls, not even her best friend.

After a bungled job, I'm forced to escape and abandon everything. It's not the worst to happen, being sent to Ireland is. My next assignment, bring down four men involved in the Irish Mafia. First, I'm put on leave and, as a favour, I end up "married" to two strangers on St. Patrick's Day in Genoa. In the early morning, I run and hide. I have to. The scent of danger that swirls around them is intoxicatingly perfect. I never thought I'd see them again, but they refuse to let go of vows we supposedly made years ago.

I abandoned our small town the moment I could, leaving my broken heart with my high school sweetheart. He and our best friend were my world growing up, but they had their reasons to stay, and I had mine to go. I tried to start over: a new city, new relationships, even a new name, but I couldn't resist going back home to celebrate my birthday before moving abroad with my fiancés. After all my hard work, I never expected to have the world I'd crafted pulled out from under me, or to come face to face with the man I still dreamed about, or for him to come with a pack that would sweep me away.

I was not supposed to fall for my sister's hot guitarist, Jareth Grayson. I wasn't supposed to kiss him, either. But mistakes were made. Asking my gay best friend to pose as my boyfriend at my sister's wedding is an act of desperation meant to keep me out of Jareth's arms. Until it fails spectacularly. My bestie is MIA as soon as we land, and I'm pretty sure Jareth is stalking me. It's the only explanation for why I keep ending up in his arms.

She wasn't just an assistant—she was his greatest asset. Ansel Tyler has the perfect assistant—smart, dedicated, and secretly in love with him. But when jealous colleagues whisper in his ear, he makes a cruel mistake, deciding to let Neha Rao go once he secures his promotion. Neha never expected forever, but she didn't expect disrespect, either. When she overhears Ansel saying he intends to fire her once he gets his shiny new Vice President title, she refuses to wait for the inevitable and resigns.

Pain is the only thing that makes me feel alive anymore. On the ice, in the gym, or from someone else's fists—it doesn't matter, as long as it drowns out the void inside me. Caleb was my first love, my best-kept secret, and the reason my world fell apart. I thought the guilt would destroy me, but then his brother, Damon, walked back into my life. Damon is all sharp edges and raw anger, and I should stay the hell away from him. But his rage cuts in a way that feels too much like salvation. I hate how much I need it.

The alpha who bit me tells me I'm an omega, and the sudden cherry pie à la mode perfume wafting off me seems to confirm his assertion. But things like this don't happen to girls like me. The one in a million chance at being a late-presenting omega should go to someone else. Not me, a beta who spent years of my childhood being sick. Not me, the girl who historically is only good enough for a one-night stand.

Some people come to the city of sin for gambling and partying—I did one better and left as Mrs. Travis Bennett. My annoyingly handsome and charming neighbor has been asking me out for weeks. After nearly costing me my gymnastics career, I've tried to stay far away from the hot, cocky hockey player. And now I'm legally bound to him. When the media gets wind of our whirlwind romance, we agree to stay married until my season starts to avoid a PR nightmare. I think it's a mistake. He thinks it's fate. And he's doing everything he can to prove me wrong.

I'm a lowly maid for Vegas's most elusive bachelor, Triston Smith. Beautiful women line up to his next girlfriend, despite his ironclad rule: He never dates a woman for more than one month. He's so gorgeous. Strong. Confident. I'm tempted to join the queue, but I can't afford that luxury. I'm the only caregiver for my terminally ill younger brother. For his sake, I need the kind of guy who'd stick around. Be there for both of us. When my brother's chance for a transplant comes up, the surgeon refuses to perform the surgery without a down payment. Ten thousand dollars.

I didn't mean to trespass on their cabin… or for them to catch me in their shower, dripping wet. But now I'm snowed in with three irresistible triplets, and there's nothing to do but… them. Ed is the bossiest triplet. I hate how my body obeys when he barks orders at me. Ollie is the epitome of a sexy mountain man. He could charm the panties off any woman. And Artie is built like a big teddy bear. I couldn't wish for a better cuddle buddy on these stormy nights.