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He’ll save her from the nightmare in her past. Luke Haven has an adrenaline problem. As in, he can’t get enough. His squeaky-clean, nice-guy reputation in his small town isn’t a lie. But it’s not the whole truth, either. Although his real problem? He’s not even sure what he’s searching for. Melanie Andolini never thought she’d be starting over in her thirties. But moving back to her hometown is exactly the fresh start she needs. Until she runs into Luke Haven, and things get complicated. Really complicated.

One winery. One cocky billionaire. One unforgettable mistake. Josh LaChappelle-Whittier is gorgeous, rich, and, unfortunately, the last person Elle Parker ever wanted to see again. She was supposed to pitch a marketing deal that could make or break a prestigious Sonoma Valley winery. Instead, she walked into the boardroom, locked eyes with him, and instantly remembered all the ways she got to know him the night before. Intimately. Thoroughly. Oh, so many ways. Josh is a legend in his own mind, a playboy with zero interest in running his family’s vineyard.

Mine wasn’t a love story. It was a cautionary tale. A field guide for exactly what not to do if you ever found yourself in my size-six riding shoes. A reminder in case you needed another reason you shouldn’t fall for the bad boy who promised you the world and left you with a bullet in your skull instead. Or the glorified bodyguard who thought catching a knife to the gut meant he deserved a ring. And how to not use sex and adrenaline to cope with either. Both?

I came to Morris Ranch to make things right, even though Cici Morris hates me for what she thinks I did to her brother. Keeping my promise to Maverick means living with her contempt, but I can handle that. What I didn’t expect was discovering the ranch is being systematically destroyed—or falling for the fiery woman determined to save her family’s legacy. Now, someone’s threatening not just the ranch but Cici herself, and I’m trapped between the promise I made and protecting the woman I’m falling in love with. If I tell her the truth about that night, I could lose her forever.

“Teach me.” Two words I never thought I’d say while lying underneath somebody I barely know, yet here we are. August Moore is one of the sexiest cowboys I’ve ever laid my eyes on, with a flirty smirk and southern drawl that would make anybody weak in the knees. When I move to the small town of Wolf Creek and get a job at a local coffee shop, he sets his sights on me, and I don’t stand a chance against his charm and filthy mouth. After an embarrassing run in with him involving hot coffee and a whole lot of flour, he does the very last thing I expect… He asks me out.

Amore Bennetti struggles early on to find her path in an unfamiliar world after witnessing the death of her mother. Feeling like an outsider among the underworld, she finds a best friend in the most unlikely place. A rival crime family.

The world loves Maverick Houston. Me? I’ve hated him since we were ten. It’s not exactly easy to escape your childhood nemesis when your parents are best friends who live on the same block. Through countless vacations, parties and holidays, Maverick and I have spent the past decade trading insults. Until that family dinner when his mother tells us she’s dying. When she asks us to forget the past and start fresh. That’s how I found myself on a date with the Treasure State Wildcats football star. The campus playboy.

When a midnight assault leaves tough, independent bar owner Mackenzie Wolfe fighting for her life, everything she thought she knew about the world changes. The hot bartender she's lusted after is so much more than he appears. Her stalking ex-boyfriend is no longer her biggest problem. And she is no longer human.

Fate brought us together. Our love was written in the stars. But she was no stargazer. I would do anything for her. Protect her at all costs. She’s a dragon. She thinks the world is out to get her. I wish I could tell her that everything was going to be okay.

Lana is about to begin the most important trial of her career: prosecuting a murderer who's long evaded justice. But her sexy star witness keeps catching her eye. Even worse? They share a history. Years ago, they spent three incredible nights that she still can't get out of her head. Max Bennett hasn't been able to forget about Lana, either. But he has a rule: no more than three nights with any woman—ever. This soldier-turned-executive has always made a better problem solver than a boyfriend. When a faceless stalker threatens Lana, Max will go to any lengths to protect her.

Seven years ago, I left the special forces and my home after a tragic betrayal. I carefully constructed a new life in New York. I thought I had it all. A world-famous boxing trainer by day. A mafia hit man by night. Free to live in the darkness to do what I was trained to do. To kill. I finally felt free. But one kiss was all it took to shatter life as I knew it. The one woman who hated my guts, scaled the walls I built around my black heart. My ray of sunshine.

As an only child, my mother wants me to get married…like, yesterday. But after my last two boyfriends cheated on me, I am done with dating, done with men, and done with romance. But I’d have better luck convincing my mom that the sky is green than getting her to understand I’m happy being single.

After my husband and I split, he ignored our divorce decree and hasn’t paid me a single dime owed to me. But when my former brother-in-law tells me he needs a fake wife to get his inheritance and save the family business from my ex’s hands, I can’t volunteer fast enough.

I arrive at my workplace with my armor in place and a professional smile on my face, but Seth Crawford is not what I expected. He doesn’t look like a CEO or act like a CEO, and he doesn’t treat me like he’s the CEO. And when I accompany him on a business trip, he shows me what it would be like to be more than his assistant.

I’m a hopeless romantic who loves making love, and I often fall for guys who don’t want to be serious. So, I promise myself no more one-night stands and no more heartbreak. But when I sneak away from a boring work party, only to end up sleeping with the handsome guy from the hotel bar, I fail at the first step in my new plan. When I get up in the morning, I stick to my strategy, and I don’t ask for his phone number or his last name. Even if he did give me a night I’ll never forget, I’m determined to be strong. Except he turns out to be my new roommate, and now, he’s living with me.

At this point in my life, I’ve accepted that I’m going to die alone. But I’d rather be single than be with someone who wants to change me from being a strong woman to a submissive one. And Sebastian Creed is all alpha, all the time. Planning this fundraiser with him is going to be a challenge because he’s not willing to give in and neither am I. But our libidos don’t get the message, and soon, our butting heads turns to bumping uglies. Except the more we have sex, the more a part of me wants to lose all control.

I came to the lake to be left alone, to lick my wounds. I wasn't counting on neighbors and I especially wasn't counting on her. Lucie was a little kid the last time I was here. Now she's grown-and God, did she ever grow up-with two little kids of her own. She's everywhere I look, no matter how hard I try to avoid her. I'd forgotten all the things I used to want, used to dream about. She's reminding me...and making me want every last one of them again.

Twenty years ago I had the best night of my life. He was a musician passing through town and I was the naive college student who fell for his charm. We talked for hours, he made my body come alive, and in the early morning when he left, he promised to call. Spoiler alert. He never did. Wilder was the first man to show me fairytales or happily ever afters don’t exist. Every man I’ve loved since has only confirmed it.

Alex Sebastian is the billionaire who knows exactly how to re-launch the pop career I walked away from to raise my little sister. He knows everything, apparently, about what’s good for me. For my image. Even for my lingerie. Everywhere I turn, he’s there, smirking. I cannot stand him. So why can’t we stop sneaking around?

So let me get this straight... For the next few days I’ve got myself a grumpy fake husband who’s also kind of my...bodyguard? I guess that’s a better way to spend the weekend than binge-watching reality television, especially since it’s kind of my fault we’re on the run from the mob and I need a protector.