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In this sweet and steamy bundle of nostalgic romcoms, five found family friends make their mark in the small southern town dubbed the Hollywood of the South, even as they drift apart, fall in love, and come together again.

Christian “Priest” DiLustro. A charming prince. Only when it suited him. I had a taste of him and got addicted. But he was a heartless bastard and an arrogant mafia prince whose only goal was to ignore me after we scratched the itch. Just when I thought we’d both moved on, he swooped in and claimed he made a promise that he intended to keep, even if it killed us both.

"Punish me." Just two words sealed my fate. Eli took me and made me his. I didn't know the submission he'd demand from me. Or the secrets I kept buried deep inside. But there was more beyond this dark wish of mine. More hidden behind those perfect dark lies of his. Because it wasn't just my soul that craved redemption. And when a powerful man becomes obsessed with a woman, he'll do whatever it takes to twist her… Keep her… And own her.

She was my salvation—until she became my destruction. Once, I would have bled for her. Now, I burn for revenge. She and her father didn’t just betray me. They destroyed me. Left me broken, bleeding, crawling my way out of hell. And now, years later, she’s back—wrapped up in a satin bow with a convenient case of amnesia? Nice try, princess. But I don’t believe in fairy tales. I bought her at an auction. Now I own her for a week. Seven days to make her remember exactly who she was to me. Seven nights to make her pay for every lie.

I am the illegitimate son, unwanted and despised. Ophelia Hart is the girl next door. I’ve watched her grow up. And rescued her countless times from my half-brother. I’ve been gone from her life for two years and when I run into her again, she’s no longer a girl. Only problem is, she’s wearing his ring on her finger. But there’s always been something between us. I’ve always been her protector. Especially when it comes to him. And that pull is stronger than ever.

She's the shy girl. The one you'd never notice. But I did. I watched her, studied her. While she worked in the library, meticulously rearranging books as though she'd written them herself. I wanted her, so I made her an offer she couldn't refuse. Tell me your deepest, darkest wish... And I will make it come true. One whisper... One single wish... And I bought her soul.

Two months ago, I lost my boat, my cat, and—with my leg in a cast—my income. Until I can walk again, the only job I’m fit for is one few have survived. See, my new boss has a reputation. She's grumpy, no-nonsense, and runs a tight ship. Keeping a firm hold on a movie budget does require nerves of steel, after all. Especially when disaster strikes. When she yells at me, all I hear is the passion in her voice. All I want in those moments is to kiss her until she can't think straight.

Cierra Wallace always tried to do the right thing. Helping others has been high up on her list of priorities. That’s probably because she realized years ago that one person could make a difference. Only now she’s wondering if the help she provided years ago was her best idea. Greyson West senses a bit of fear when Cierra shows up at Harper Security Ops looking for self-defense and tactical training skills. It’s not uncommon in his line of work, but something about seeing the worry in Cierra’s eyes hits him a little differently.

I’ve been in love with Benedict Farrow since I was 14 years old. He’s my older brother’s best friend. One night we almost crossed that line. One night I almost got everything I wanted. Now he’s moved back to our small town—a hot single dad with a daughter. But I have finally moved on. I have a boyfriend who I actually like. I let Benedict go—Didn’t I? Hot, arrogant, confident Dr. Benedict Farrow is out of my life. At least, I think he is.

Betrayed. Not just by our allies, but by the dark goddess who sent me on this doomed mission in the first place. Now, my monsters and I are prisoners of the dark fae warlord, pawns in his endless war games. But nothing in Midnight is ever what it seems. Not the warlord. Not our enemies. And not the vile magick humming beneath the surface, calling to me in ways I’m ashamed to admit to anyone... Anyone but him.

Our family is broken. Our hearts are shattered. Everything we’ve been fighting for is slipping through our hands like mist. Darkwinter fae murdered one of my mates. Traitors on all fronts threaten to obliterate the last of our hope. And the Dark Goddess won’t stop coming for us until she drains the last of my magick and reclaims Midnight for herself. But as much as I’d love to curl up under a blanket and wait for death, I can’t give up now. Not on our home. Not on my monsters.

War is on our doorstep. The odds have never been so bleak. The Dark Goddess invades from the south, an unstoppable army of ghouls at her command. Darkwinter gathers in the north, their attack imminent. Rebel factions divide the realm, undermining Keradoc’s rule and leaving Midnight ripe for invasion. And with every passing night, we sink deeper into the torments of our own souls, the secrets of the past as dangerous as the enemies of the present.

I've made some pretty questionable choices in my life—dabbling in necromancy, double-crossing vampires—but summoning the dark goddess to save my sisters? That was just plain stupid. Now I’m in her debt, and goddesses don’t exactly do payment plans. She wants the blood of the dark fae warlord of Midnight, a realm of exiles where the sun never rises and torture is a competitive sport. It’s a death trap only three men have ever escaped—my newly appointed escorts.

Daughter of a shipping mogul, Eve Deverough leads a charmed life. She wants for nothing, except for the love of her cold and distant father. In a moment of defiance, she runs off to Cancun, shedding her private security for some fun in the sun over spring break. Only there is no fun. There is no sun. Eve’s kidnapped off the streets of Cancun, transported in a shipping container with 12 other girls, to be sold off to the highest bidder in an auction of the vilest kind. Only Eve’s worth more to her kidnapper than being sold at market. She’s being held for ransom.

Phaedra Morgan is one of the best race engineers in Formula 1. She’s a math prodigy with dazzling skill, cutting wit, and no patience for matters of the heart. Of course, her job would be a lot easier if she didn’t keep butting heads with their team’s cocky and infuriatingly hot new driver. Cosmin Ardelean is intense and committed, but as famous for his off-track romantic exploits as his on-track wizardry. Yet his devil-may-care façade conceals a haunted past.

My father disowned me, just like my sister before me. Fortunately, one of my brothers took me into his home. I’m picking up the pieces, learning to handle my grandmother’s bakery… And dealing with my brother’s best friend. Henrik Tremblay is grumpy, infuriating, and too handsome for my broken heart. It’s impossible to avoid him in this small town. And when my grandmother pushes us to organize the annual love festival. . . I get the feeling only one of us will come out of this alive.

The Brodie Brothers Collection contains three full-length standalone single parent steamy romantic comedies. Not recommended for readers who dislike banter, text convos or sarcasm.

Charming. Devastatingly handsome. Ridiculously rich. Kristoff Baldwin came without warning. He made me an offer I couldn’t refuse, and before I could even realize the impact he was making, I was too far gone, despite knowing the consequences of falling. A future together was the impossible dream. My past haunted me and even he had ghosts of his own. Then everything changed when his past came after me and my daughters.

Sometimes you need to crash a funeral to experience happiness. At least Kissimmee Singh, aerial artist for Singh Circus, the most sought-after traveling circus of all time, keeps telling herself that’s why she crashes funerals. In reality, she’s lost and confused. Sometimes it’s nice to experience other people’s grief and be reminded that life isn’t as bad as it could be.

As a member of the Pittsburgh Titans, I’m afforded a certain level of leniency in my behavior. The perks of being a celebrity, I suppose. But a run-in with my “one-night stand turned borderline stalker” has me crossing all sorts of lines with a beautiful but unsuspecting grocery store employee. When I surprise the complete stranger with a giant kiss and quiet plea to help a guy out, she not only plays along but gets my blood racing like I’ve never experienced before. Score one for Rafferty Abrams.