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Levelheaded Francesca Lane never thought she’d miss her own wedding. But when her fiancé betrays her, she puts on her wedding dress and ditches the altar for a masquerade ball—at an exclusive lifestyle club. There, she meets unknown-to-her NFL star Tuck Avery, dressed as a prince and hiding behind a mask—he’s there to celebrate his birthday. For one night, Francesca and Tuck indulge in a wickedly incognito affair. No names. No strings. And the masks don’t come off.

I believe in love. Or I did until my husband died. Now, I believe in surviving this world without him. I have a plan mapped out for the rest of my life, and it doesn’t involve a man. I’ve been down that road, and I’m not willing to risk my heart again. Not even for the devastatingly handsome and charming Dr. Keegan Russo, who also happens to be one hell of a kisser. My head has plans, but what happens when my heart can’t say no?

Nova Kingsley had a severe case of writer's block. When her friend suggested a trip to the Midwest, the Las Vegas native thought it would be exactly the change of pace she needed. Just a couple of weeks of peaceful, uninterrupted work would get her out of the rut she had found herself in. But that was before she met Colt.

Harold the hog is a snob. He isn't like his brothers and sisters. He doesn't like slop, mud, or fun! His siblings want to have fun with him. Will he always be this way, or will he learn to let loose and have some fun?

He was sent to put my body and dreams back together. Were they things I even wanted anymore? Spencer Broten was a pain in my backside from the moment we met. I was conned into going on a road trip with him. Within hours, I was realizing he wasn't just my trainer. He was much more. This unnamed, unplanned winding road turned into us getting to know each other as we truly were. Two broken bodies, two broken souls finding out we were more the same than different.

Terminated for inappropriate behavior. I couldn’t believe the letter in my hands. Nine years. Nine damn years I’d worked my butt off for one of the largest companies in America, and I was fired with a form letter when I returned home from a week in Aruba. All because of a video taken when I was on vacation with my friends - a private video made on my private time. Or so I thought.... I cracked open a bottle of wine and wrote my own letter to the gazillionaire CEO telling him what I thought of his company. I didn’t think he’d actually respond.

After the accident, the chief was pushing me to retire. Being a firefighter was all I had ever wanted, what I lived for. Well, other than my 12-year-old daughter, Abby. Raising her as a single dad, much less a busy firefighter, wasn't easy, but life never is. Then a call came in from an all-too-familiar area code. I was being beckoned back to my hometown, back to Canon. I had left that small town years ago, leaving behind a lot, including...her.

Wes: Life on the road as a pro-ballplayer isn't without it's drawbacks. And now, without a team to play for, I find myself heading home. Maybe it's a good thing. I can focus on my daughter, Izzy, and my life. I need to get things straightened out, including that hole that I never filled after Izzy's mom left. But, is there anything that could keep me in town if another team came calling?