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Harper Clark is lost. That is, until she's whisked to the castle to meet a welcoming family and is told they weren't expecting her for another week. Evidently, she was meant to be a surprise for someone. Since her friend sent her on a sexy adventure and didn't share the details, Harper figures she's right where she needs to be. Billionaire Will Thomas is back in England for a big surprise. Could Harper be it? One thing he is sure of . . . he wants her for himself. It's been a long time since he's been attracted to a woman like this.

When Piper finds herself in Brazil and sets eyes on the sexy billionaire her friends have in mind for her—she's all in. Hell yes, Best Friend of the Year Award goes to . . . Except, there's a glitch. Turns out she's there to babysit his kid. Who the hell put that in her dossier? The point is to escape her normal life. Yeah, no award now. But the dark and mysterious widower is so much more than she could ever imagined, and the chemistry between them is off-the-charts. And now he's using their two weeks to try to convince her to stay.

Brandon Cannon. A rising hockey star with a future he might not want. My best friend since childhood—the guy I could always count on. He could rely on me too—the girl he’ll forever see as a tomboy. Which is why he asked me to be his wingman to get the girl he wanted.

Brilliant and uptight emergency room doctor Alyssa Davenport has absolutely no desire to travel to Antigua to go cockle fishing. What the hell is a cockle anyway? But it's time for her to fulfill a ridiculous New Year's Eve pact with her best friends. Heck, maybe she'll meet a hot fisherman who isn't intimidated by her and looks at her as a woman instead of a doctor. Lord knows her body is screaming for a little attention.

The last thing I expected to find in my dossier was sexy stockings, a plane voucher to London, and an invitation to dance at a gentleman's club. I'm a quiet museum curator for God's sake. No way, no how am I going to slide down a pole for a bunch of over privileged, narcissistic men—until I see Sean Fraser, my childhood crush, enter the establishment. Since I'm no longer that overweight teen with braces and mousey hair, there is no way he'll recognize me. Hmmm . . . Maybe I'll give him a fake name—and a private dance. That ought to make him finally notice me, right?

Veterinarian Reese Scott can't believe it when her dossier contains vouchers to South Africa to go cage diving with sharks. And when not being intimidated by sea creatures, she's supposed to be having hot monkey sex with a stranger. So why would her best friend Cole Rayburn be involved in her adventure? Except when Cole takes his shirt off, and she sees he's filled out in all the right places, she can't help but want a closer look . . . touch. Too bad he'll always see her as the tomboy from next door.

He's a defenseman on the academy’s hockey team–a well-known player on and off the ice. It’s a reputation he wears proudly…flaunts, even. The only one he has to look out for is himself. No one expects anything else.

He’s the best goalie in the league–Scotia Storm’s golden boy. Everyone loves the team’s biggest player–everyone but me. That’s okay, he doesn’t like me either. We might have grown up in the same small Cape Breton town, but we’re different people from different worlds.

I just inherited an apple orchard in Nova Scotia. That's definitely a sentence I never would have imagined saying in my life. I've only ever been a socialite from New York, but that orchard is my chance to prove to my family, and myself, that I can do more. Be more. I may not exactly know what I want out of life yet, but I'm determined to stick to something—and no, I'm not talking about the bee farmer next door.

Olivia was the best thing that ever happened to me. But she's a good girl, and I have a side that is far too dark for a minister's daughter. When she started talking about plans after graduation, the only thing I could do was run back to Italy-to protect her from me. But she's back in my life, and I need a wife before I can take full ownership of our failing vineyard and hotel. Only problem is, I want her again. No way can I put my hands on her. One kiss, one taste, could unleash the side of me that would only scare her.

I was never a girl to drool over the hockey players at our academy—they’re all egotistical jerks. But since my father is the coach of Scotia Storms, everywhere I turn, there’s a player—in more ways than one.

He may be at a romance readers' convention, but a naked woman in the elevator is not what horror writer Ryan Wheeler expects. Now he can't take his eyes off of her—and not just because he saw her naked, though her luscious curves certainly aren't helping the matter. She's beautiful, funny, snarky . . . and a complication he doesn't need. Running into her teen heartthrob while naked wasn't exactly part of romance novelist Andi Palmer's weekend plans. Worse, he doesn't recognize her and gives her a fake name. Years ago, he shot her down in the worst possible way, and now this?

I'm not in small town Nova Scotia to hook up. I'm here to settle my grandmother's estate and sell the B&B, which I soon discover has been overrun with seasonal fisherman and operated on the honor system. The hard-core fishing folks become an instant family—the one I never had. Then there's the blind pet cow, who has a crush on my hot fisherman, Nate. Okay, technically he's not mine. I have no desire to get reeled in. Until I do.

Former Navy SEAL Josh Steele gets tasked with a babysitting mission—watch over his boss's daughter—a job he can only describe as hell. But when his assignment takes him to a tropical island, and he begins to see another side of Holly Fairfax, attraction sizzles between them—but he knows better than to risk his job for it. Holly can't believe that underneath those baggy clothes tech-guru Josh Steele is all ripped abs and sexy hotness.

I've just had the best two weeks of my life! Who'd have guessed that a big part of my rehab would involve giving a gorgeous psychologist private lessons in sex? The problem? I'm hooked. I want more and that wasn't part of the deal. But I have a job to go back to, and she's already pushing me away. So what the hell am I going to do? Still, as a quarterback, I know some things need a playbook and I'm used to winning. So before I walk away from this incredible thing between us, I'm going to use every strategy I know to convince her that the only hands she needs are mine.

Private investigator Curtis Jagger has always had a thing for Alix Harris. She was the darling of their high school—gorgeous, popular, class president . . . and, he suspects, just as naughty as she is nice. Now Jag has the opportunity to show her what she's missing. To show her that sometimes being bad can be sexy as hell . . . Alix has always done what she's supposed to, and it's gotten her exactly nowhere. Determined to please herself—in every way possible—she accepts Jag's mysterious invitation to his ranch.

Asking pro football player Jack Rider to teach me everything he knows about sex might have seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I'm not so sure I can handle a guy like him. I thought he'd just straight up do me, ridding me of my pesky virginity sooner rather than later. But no, he had his own ideas about bringing me up to speed on sex. His two weeks of slow seduction might just be the death of me, but since he's the one in charge, I have to play the game his way.

Hot Southampton doctor Carson Reynolds isn't the kind of man Gemma Carr should be playing with. But his offer of a fake engagement comes with sexy, late night house calls, and despite her bad girl reputation, it's been far too long since she's taken two and called anyone in the morning.

Billionaire software developer Parker Braxton knows everyone wants something from him. That's why he made a multi-million-dollar bachelor pact with his friends to never marry. But he never counted on running into, literally, the quiet but sensual Layla Fallon.

When hot-as-hell Danielle Lang showed up and asked me to teach her about sex, I thought I was hallucinating. Turns out the beautiful psychologist needed an extra bit of schooling in all things sexual so she could teach a class. I'm always up for helping a friend. I mean, it's the least I can do. What I wasn't expecting is for her to turn the tables and teach me a few things. Only this short-term promise of two weeks in her bed is going by a little too quickly. Not that I'm thinking forever or anything.