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Screw the mafia. Growing up, my father was a gambling addict who made bets he couldn’t repay… So the mafia has been a threat to my family ever since I can remember. Yesterday I met the worst gangster ever. He’s a hothead with a temper… A gorgeous asshole looking to take over Florence for his crime family. I hated him from the second I laid eyes on him.

A charming and swoon-worthy second chance romance between Texas’s toughest female rodeo rider and the man determined to win her back—perfect for fans of Elena Armas and Lyla Sage. Dakota and Wyatt. Growing up, they were as inseparable as a pair of cowboy boots. The best of friends…or so...

Sky Williams has a neighbor from hell. Every day, Becket finds a new way to torture her. Sometimes it involves cutting trees on her property line; other days—most days—it includes using an annoying nickname he knows she hates. It’s safe to say she can’t stand the guy. So why then, when her parents persistently try to set her up with one of their church friends, does she find herself blurting out that she’s dating Becket?

Hudson Wilde. Star right wing for the Redville Saints. Cocky, infuriating, and the bane of my existence. Oh, and as of last night, my brand-new husband. It was supposed to be a wild Vegas celebration for my brother’s hockey championship win. Instead, I wake up with a splitting headache, a cheap ring on my finger, and my sworn nemesis pounding on my door. Now, we’re stuck in a secret marriage until we can get it annulled.

How good are you at keeping a secret? Because I, Juniper Perry, have been keeping a big one. For over a decade, I’ve been crushing on the guy with the easy smile, warm brown eyes, and charismatic charm. He’s all the perfect things that, when you add them up, spell out Man of my dreams. I know that doesn’t sound bad at all, but there’s more to this story. We work together. I’m a lowly intern, and he’s a high-powered executive. He’s my newest neighbor. No joke—he’s temporarily living next door to me. And to top it all off, he’s my best friend’s older brother.

Hockey players were never my type. At least, that’s what I thought—until I met Conor Nilsen. In truth, I didn’t know he was the goalie for the Chicago Falcons when he struck up a conversation the night of my bachelorette party. He proved he wasn’t just some hot guy looking to score when he helped me get my drunk bridesmaid safely back to our hotel. That’s when he discovered my 30-before-30 bucket list—a list I hadn’t managed to check a single item off. What was meant to be a night of stargazing turned into so much more.

My brother’s best friend is such a jerk. An imposing, handsome jerk who doesn’t trust me. And now we’re roommates. He wanders around the apartment in nothing but gray sweatpants, looking like a broody, tattooed muscle god, and playing music that shakes the walls. I want to hate him for treating me like an intruder, but there’s something about the way he looks at me—like he’s trying to figure me out—that keeps pulling me in.

She was the hottest woman I'd ever set eyes on. Something had told me she was special and to keep hold of her, at least for a few nights. But I listened to my brother and gave her a fake name. With my wealth, I was used to women wanting me for my black card, and I was sick of it, so I took his advice. Only it backfired. She also gave me a false name and disappeared before the sun came up, and as I know nothing about her, finding her again is impossible.

My only goal in life is to play the cello in a world-famous orchestra. Unfortunately, education, lessons, and connections don't come cheap. So, when the most notorious Mafia boss in New York City offers me millions to marry one of his men, I have two choices: take the money and follow my dreams, or risk death. I choose to take the money. But if I had known who my husband would be, I would have picked death. Leo might be gorgeous and lethal, but he has never met a woman who refuses to bow.

My entire life changed when he walked into my father’s café in Tuscany…Il Mostro. The monster. The devilishly handsome mafia don Dario Rosolini. He and his brothers run this region… and they take everything they want. Including me. Although Dario has made clear that I am his and ONLY his. But I’ll fight back, no matter how hard it is. Not just because I’m afraid of him (although I am)… But because, deep down, I WANT him… And I know that giving in to him will ruin me forever.

No one understands my obsession with my best friend's bodyguard. They don't see the sweet man inside the stoic exterior. The one who buys me novels and thinks I don't know he follows me home. He's fighting feelings for me despite what he calls "professional boundaries." When he volunteers to marry me so I can access my trust fund, I'm more convinced than ever. But it takes more than a Vegas wedding to make a marriage. And that prenup I never thought we'd need? It may be the one thing to save us.

Imagine this: an author with a raging case of writers block finds an unexpected source of inspiration in her grumpy, gorgeous new roommate. Sounds amazing, right? Except that new roommate is my childhood best friend. And Ian Wilder has been off-limits since I was five.

Cash Ryatt is a distraction. It's no secret the bad boy race car driver has built a reputation from two things. Winning and fu-front-page headlines. I've read he's the best at both, but I have no intention of finding out firsthand. I have my own plans, and they don't include making the gossip sites as his next one-night stand. My three older brothers, his bosses, would never stand for it anyway. So, how did I find myself daydreaming about the one man I've been forbidden from dating? His mere proximity causes my heart to beat wildly in my chest.

In need of a distraction from his dumpster fire of a love life, adventure tour guide Pike Sutton is thrilled when his favorite travel podcaster accepts an invitation to experience the gorgeous landscapes and festive charms of Mistletoe, Idaho. He knows her visit will mean great things for the business he shares with his friend Anthony, but Pike has no idea that the real force behind "Excursions" is nothing like what he sees on social media.

I'm a hunter, destroying the evil that roams these streets. That's always been my focus. Then, I saw her. My newest obsession. My deadliest sin. One look into her eyes, and I knew we were the same. Hungry for blood. For revenge. Hiding behind our secrets. She has her demons, and I have mine. Our scars run so deep, no one knows how much we bleed except the two of us.

I've been pretending for so long it's become normal. To the average person, I have it all… a multi-million-dollar contract to play baseball, four homes, and—if I choose—my pick of any gorgeous woman on my arm. The only problem? The one woman I want—no, need—in my life completely erased me from her memory when we were only teens.

I steer clear of relationships, especially the messy ones. I keep things simple, and it works for me. Until I agree to help out Cosette Dubois by pretending to date her. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Kind and sweet and smart and talented. Fake boyfriend… no problem. I'm a giver that way. Throw in a crazy ex, a Botox-injected mother who hates me, a snaggletoothed dog who can turn on a dime, and a woman I can't stop thinking about.

My marriage wasn't perfect, but my husband's unexpected death yanked away my sense of security and left me floundering. Enter Jameson Flynn, former NHL star and my late husband's sports agent, who's back in my life as the executor of the will. Things between us are as contentious as when we worked together five years ago, except now we're working together to navigate all of the secrets and deceptions my husband left behind.

Turn-ons...Party girls. Platinum blondes. Zero expectations. I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female, you'd have the perfect woman. Then why the hell does Ava Pearson an outdoorsy girl, a brunette, and a woman who screams stability and responsibility seem to be the only woman on my mind lately? I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix my son, my bar...well, that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me.

When Grant Thomas, the handsome stranger standing in front of me in line at the coffee shop, stripped his uniform shirt off and handed it to me, I could have sworn I was on an episode of Punked. Not only was the man Gabe Kapler’s doppelganger, but he was also a pilot and good with babies, which my six month-old daughter could attest to as she settled in his arms while I changed into his shirt, contemplating all of my life choices at that moment.