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.

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.

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

Charlie Yates is desperate. It's almost Christmas and his flight home from college has been delayed. For days. Charlie promised his little sister Ava he'd be home for her first holiday season since going into remission from leukemia. Now he's stuck on the opposite coast and someone else grabbed the last rental car. Someone he hasn't even spoken to in four years. Someone who broke his heart.

Love is in the Air and it Smells Like Cookie Dough At Philadelphia's beloved Marino Family Bakery, the holidays aren't just about sugar and spice—they're about second chances, new beginnings, and the sweet possibility of finding love where you least expect it. When prodigal daughter Layla returns home to help at the family bakery, the last person she expects to walk through the door is Paige—the girlfriend she left behind when her writing dreams crumbled. As flour flies and old sparks reignite, they might just discover their story isn't finished after all. Meanwhile, the oldest Marino ...

Dragons and coffee don’t mix - Reid Debare loves his morning coffee, and he hates dragons. The sudden appearance of a mischievous baby dragon in his home brings chaos and confusion. Add in a surprise blizzard, a missing Dragon royal, along with an ongoing war and Reid’s spring is about to get even more complicated. He almost wants to return to the time when his only problem was opening a magical tattoo/ coffee shop with his brother. There is one bright spot in Reid’s life: Balen Veles. The sexy stranger was lost in the snow and now he’s stuck with Reid for the duration of the ...

The only human student at Mather's School of Magick, Phineas Smith has a target on his back. Born with the rare ability to tap into unlimited magick, he finds both Faerie Courts want his allegiance - and will do anything to get it. They don't realize he can't levitate a feather, much less defend the Faerie Realm as it slips into civil war. Unseelie Prince Roark Lyne, Phineas's roommate - and self-proclaimed arch-nemesis - is beautiful and brave and a pain in the ass.

I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to take that sabbatical. At least, I wouldn’t have been on that flight when it crashed. But this is my reality now. I’m just a fae nurse with a fanny pack, Freezing my butt off on a magical mountain I can’t escape. This is going to be one hell of a Christmas. Getting buried alive in an avalanche was NOT on my bucket list. Neither was the sizzling-hot fisherman who pulled me out of the snow. He doesn’t like me, that’s for sure, and I think I know exactly why… It doesn’t help that he’s my only hope. Oh, and did I mention I’ve got a stalker? ...