Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

Hattie Murton never dreamed of TV stardom. A straight-from-a-fairytale encounter with a casting agent somehow landed her a part on what she’d thought would be a one-off pilot for Leicester Square…

I’ve never been a fan of Christmas. At least, until I met David. Aside from some alpha bear issues he has with an opposing family that insists on sabotaging his business, he’s a good, dependable guy. Someone I could easily see myself falling in love with. He’s strong, charming, kind… and he’s also a little obsessed with the festive side of Christmas. Something I am not. I was planning to spend my Christmas alone this year. I didn’t want to see my family, and be reminded of why I never fit in. Thought I’d be just fine by myself. Having David around, though is turning all my ...

I never thought it would happen. He promoted me at last! My boss, to put it lightly, is one of those bad boy dragon shifters who took over the restaurant I work at. His clan father beforehand almost wrecked the business, and he’s trying to keep it afloat. It’s not working, and he’s becoming desperate. Desperate enough to finally listen to me, and take on my ideas. I’ll get this place shipshape for Christmas. Fill it with holiday cheer. I’ll prove to him I’m worth the effort. In the meanwhile, it’s difficult not to grow more and more attracted to him. To see past that alpha ...

I have a new duty – to protect another from harm. I’m a witch, and I have to work with a werewolf to bodyguard a teenage girl with leprechaun blood. Actual leprechauns are extinct, but you still have their bloodline showing up in people like this girl. Her leprechaun blood is a secret, and there are many enemies out there who will kill for her powerful blood. They’d use forbidden magic and hunt her down to the ends of the earth if they knew she existed. That’s where I come in. I protect her from prying eyes with my magic. And Rhys – he guards her to make sure no physical harm ...

My fortune’s been down, lately. Right until I met the dragon shifter. My family’s not well off. They’re the nicest people you’ll ever meet, but a lot of bad luck fell on them. They try their best though, and I want to help them. For me, that means risking it all. Going into the fight pits. A forbidden place of supernaturals, feral fighters, and people like me betting on the outcomes. A place normally off limits to humans. One person catches my eye. One name among the others. An alpha fighter with a cursed form, with a craving to win fights. A man with a heart of gold lurking under ...

I’m not the average billionaire. Heck, I’m not even human. I’m a bear shifter, the last living member of my clan…and I don’t plan to find a mate. At least, I didn’t, until I met her. She’s beautiful and smells like hibiscuses…and she’s a human. Being with Kris is dangerous. If she learns the truth about me or other supernaturals like my fae friend, she could expose our secret and put us all in danger. But our connection feels…fated. Besides, there are bigger problems to worry about. Like the werewolf clan that murdered my family. Jacob Moonfang has come for me, and he ...