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Vaughn is the rugged, single dad CEO who’s ready to get down and dirty to get what he wants. And what he wants… is her. I used to live a life of leisure, with caviar, champagne, and a closet full of designer clothes. Now I’m working two minimum-wage jobs, wondering if I’ll make rent next month. And it’s my own fault. The last thing I need? Some self-important patron at the restaurant where I work to look me up and down with those ice-blue eyes, lift an arrogant eyebrow, and tell me to run along and fetch him his sandwich.

Everyone in Heart's Cove knows Lizzie Butler as the reliable single mom who keeps their tight-knit community running. What they don't know is that she's been secretly pining for her brother's best friend since high school—the same man they've just volunteered her to matchmake for.

He’s her billionaire boss. The arrogant grump who shouldn’t even know she exists. And the man who just gave her an offer I can’t refuse. Nikki Jordan needed a job. Rome Blakely needed a date—someone polished, convincing, and willing to keep his overbearing family off his back at every stuffy event on his calendar. It's a business transaction. Clean, professional, temporary. Except nothing about Rome Blakely is clean or simple, and Nikki has never been great at keeping things professional. She's supposed to smile on his arm, sell the story, and collect her paycheck.

Pros of marrying a stranger at first sight: a fresh start, a cute new small town home, and an escape from my spectacular disaster of a life. Cons: one bed, one extremely grumpy husband, and zero chemistry. (That last part was a lie.) Gideon Mars made it very clear he didn’t want a wife. I made it very clear I didn’t need a husband. We shook on it, signed the paperwork, and agreed to share one bed like two reasonable adults who were absolutely not attracted to each other. Listener, we were not reasonable adults.

Bonnie Delmar is one month away from homeless. Taking a temp nanny job for Manhattan's most intimidating billionaire isn't the plan — it's the last resort. One month, one paycheck, and she's gone. Then the elevator doors open, and she's face to face with Arlo Noble. The man from the best night of her life. A night he, clearly, does not remember.

Callum Frost is a billionaire CEO with a Manhattan penthouse, a venture capital empire, and a staff turnover rate that should come with a warning label. He's demanding, exacting, and so controlled that even his hair looks like it's been given instructions. I walked into his office, fixed a travel crisis his entire team couldn't solve, and walked out. He's been chasing me ever since. Late-night texts. Doubled fees I set specifically to scare him off. His number blocked and his messages still somehow landing in my inbox.

His name is Pestilence. At least, that’s what they called him in college after an outbreak of a certain, ahem, intimately transmitted infection on campus. Now in his thirties, Leo St. James is fully reformed from his playboy past. He has a fiancée and everything. Oh, no, wait. He lied about that. His fiancée doesn’t exist. But when Leo’s boss sees him with his hand cupped around Amelia Darcy’s face, Leo has no choice but to call her his bride-to-be and promise to bring her to his company retreat.

Marlon St. James wants only one thing: to be left alone. He has a house, a successful private security business, and endless peace and quiet. Things are exactly as they should be. Until Camilla.

Even after their breakup, Ellie Davis can’t seem to shake her ex-fiancé. First it was the cheating, then it was the rumors, and now she finds out Jason’s been trying to get his greedy hands on her parents’ property. Where does it end? With revenge, Ellie decides. But she might just need a little help first. Enter Fernley Island’s OddJobs app. When the local boat mechanic she hires sends his nephew instead, Ellie has to readjust her plans to account for Hugh Hartford, who’s handsome, brooding, and only in town for a few days.

Being a dog walker isn't as glamorous as you might imagine. Unless, of course, you're walking a tech billionaire's German shepherd mix. And when your grumpy, gorgeous billionaire boss asks you to spend the evenings at his place to babysit his teenage niece, who are you to refuse? You think, what could possibly go wrong? I'll tell you what can go wrong: Your business implodes, your heart shatters, and you find out you're carrying his baby.

Single mom Mia has a problem. Her new landlord Des just raised her rent, and even in her dreams, Mia wouldn't be able to afford it. Not that she'd want to dream of Des. Ever. To make matters worse, Des is big, grumpy, and apparently his heart is made of granite. He's not willing to meet Mia in any sort of middle. Suffice it to say, Mia's forties aren't off to a good start. Until. A blind date turns to disaster, because that funny, charming guy she's been talking to? Yeah. That's Des. And he has a proposition for her.

Fünfundvierzig, frisch geschieden und ein absolutes Desaster. Das Letzte, was Fiona braucht, als sie ihren Urlaub antritt, ist ein überflutetes Hotelzimmer und eine Autopanne.… Doch leider ist es genau das, was sie bekommt.

Georgia wants a fresh start, and that doesn't include the handsome cowboy from her past. But Sebastian is in town now, and he has no intention of leaving until he gets what he wants...

What's worse than bumping into a parked motorcycle and tipping it over? Easy. It's bumping into a motorcycle, tipping it over, and sending it crashing into an entire row of bikes like horrible, slow-motion dominos. What's even worse than that? Nora knows the answer. It's when the first motorcycle in the row belongs to the hottest man in a hundred-mile radius, and he watches the whole thing happen. Lee Blair looks like he wants to pop her head off her shoulders like a champagne cork. Saying “oopsie daisy” doesn't calm him down. Go figure.

Billionaire. CEO. Single dad. And for the next seven days, this arrogant hunk is going to be my boss. Easy, right? All I have to do is be a good nanny to Leif Sorensen's adorable, hell-raising, ballet-loving daughter. Keep my head down, my hands to myself, and forget about this silly crush I've been nursing. So he's big, and blond, and he stars in all my not-so-innocent "Hot Viking Ravages Innocent Maiden" fantasies? Who cares? Certainly not me. Nope. My week-long contract is my ticket out of trouble, and I'm not going to mess it up. Except . . . Leif has other ideas.

I thought my invitation was a birthday present from my best friend. The dress, the limousine, the red carpet...I thought they were meant for me. That was mistake number one. Then my date arrives, all gleaming cufflinks and tousled hair, steely blue eyes, and a body honed to masculine precision. Arrogant. Charming. Panty-melting. And melt, they do. Hanky-panky with a rich hottie in the back room of the event I'm crashing? Don't mind if I do.

Lily has a secret, and it’s about to come out. This forty-year-old free spirit will tell her family, deal with the fallout and move on with her life. Everything will work out just fine. Then she meets Rudy. Handsome, charming, roguish Rudy. The man who drifts through life with a smile on his lips and makes her mind spiral into places that should be locked away. He wants a date, and who is Lily to resist? This might be her last chance to enjoy herself. One little date won’t hurt, as long as the two of them follow the golden rule: Keep It Casual. 

Jennifer Newbank knows success. She's a talented baker with a celebrated new book. She's 47, self-assured, and finally hitting her stride. Opportunities abound, like the upcoming televised baking competition that could rocket her career into the stratosphere. Jen is going to win, open her own bakery and live happily ever after...all by herself. All she needs to do is follow the plan, win the trophy and ride off into the sunset. Easy. As. Pie. Until Jen discovers that her partner in the competition is the one man who turns her inside out. 

Katrina Viceroy is a recently divorced mother of two, and the proud new owner of a flat tire...until leather-clad motorcycle hottie Mac Blair arrives to save the day. Mac is the exact opposite of Trina’s ex-husband. He’s got bad boy etched into every line of his muscular body, for one. Not to mention that gravelly, deep voice he uses to order her around. Things like, 'Swing that pretty leg over my bike,' and, 'Hold on tight' and, 'Here’s my number; call me.' When he’s got her frazzled and panting, Mac just...rides off. Honestly, the nerve! 

The clock is ticking. What Elle should do is sneak right back out of the Royal Ball and make her way home. Unfortunately, what she does is sneak into the castle. A chance encounter leads her right into the Crown Prince’s arms…and things heat up fast. But when the clock strikes midnight, Elle remembers her curfew - one that, if broken, will get her kicked off the rowing team for good. No team, no scholarship, no future. So she runs. The problem? Prince Charlie isn’t done with Elle. Not for a minute. Not even when he finds out she's carrying his heir.