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.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

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.

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.

With his Army days behind him, Rick Dryer now applies his Special Ops skills on civilian assignments for Cypress Security. When his current surveillance assignment goes sideways, he bucks his watch-and-wait order and charges into the fray. Except his gorgeous target has a different plan. Nicole Livingston has been living a shadow life since landing in witness protection after witnessing a murder. When her apartment building goes up in flames, she sees an opportunity to reclaim life on her own terms. But her escape is interrupted by a sexy stranger offering assistance she didn’t know she ...

With a vengeful enemy closing in, she’ll need the right partner to survive… A former Special Forces analyst, Eva Battaglia now applies her computer and linguistic skills to support the Cypress Security team. And just when she’s getting the hang of small-town civilian life, someone from her military past takes aim at her. Eva isn’t thrilled with personal protection, especially when her bodyguard is Carson Morris, a local deputy with a warm smile, kind eyes, and no experience outside the county. Carson doesn’t mind Eva’s doubts, or anything else about her fiery personality. He ...

Can an undercover bride breathe life into a man presumed dead? All reports label CIA officer Andrew Garner as an enemy of the state, responsible for the ambush that ended his life and the lives of three innocent soldiers. The reports are dead wrong. Andrew survived. Barely. Living under the radar, without any support, he’s finally tracked down the real killer and he’s ready to clear his name. Army counterintelligence officer Laura Talbot’s investigation settled on Garner as the cause of the horrific ambush. When rumors surface that he might be alive and operating in the shadows, she ...

What happened in Vegas may be the key to surviving a powerful enemy. . . After his Army career cost him his marriage, Karl Bartholomew swore off commitment and started a new life in Virginia. But when Bart finds one of his employees murdered and all signs point to the cartel, he knows he needs backup. Calling in a favor from his old Army pals at Cypress Security is a no-brainer, but Bart is as shocked as anyone to find that part of his cover is marriage to the one woman he can’t forget. DEA Special Agent Hannah Thalberg knows every case has its risks. After her witness is brutally ...

If still waters run deep, her cheerful smile hides an ocean of secrets… Growing up in small-town South Carolina, Heather Morris knows a bright smile can be an effective shield, especially during her shifts at the local coffee shop. And hiding her true suspicions is essential when she stumbles across an ugly criminal enterprise. But she can’t exact justice alone. Fortunately, she knows an FBI agent who just might help. Special Agent Dale Nichols is ruthless about closing cases. And when Heather--of all people--drops a corruption case on his desk, he’s sure she’s misinterpreted ...

I was able to hide the bruises from everyone... until an MMA fighter came along. Now he'll die to protect me. Maybe even kill... He insists I stay with him for protection, but Damian is keeping his own dark secrets and warns me that anyone who gets close to him will be in danger…Worse, my assailant is determined to finish what he started.

I didn't really consider myself part of my father's legacy...until I found out what he left behind in his will: property, ten acres to be exact, which included the headquarters for his beloved motorcycle club. I had no idea that accepting the terms of my inheritance would thrust me into a battle with the new club president, Wesley Ryan. He's unfathomably handsome, menacing, and formidable in every way. But his derision toward me only makes me cling that much tighter to my birthright. That is, it did until he decides to play dirty.

In the Shadow World, he was the god of death, and he was called many names. The monsters he hunted called him Anubis. Those who saw his face died. To Guardian Security, he was a number - a surgical weapon they wielded against monstrous evil. One woman called him Kaeden Lang. Anubis never meant her to be anything except an interlude - a moment of light in the darkness of his life, a one-time escape from the ever-present haze of death.

I couldn't believe it when my friend called to tell me she knew someone desperate for a nanny. Jobless, broke, and with a landlord who hated me, I had to take it. Turns out it was too good to be true. Rex Sloane is cold, hard, and impenetrable. I'm not convinced he's even human. Oh, and he's a dick. I should've walked my over-qualified legs right out of his penthouse the moment he screamed at me for wearing a tutu with his daughter, but stupid me, I didn't.

When Bridger Cole sings, the women of America think he's singing to them. No one needs to know every lyric is inspired by his best friend's little sister, the woman who annoys him and makes him want to grow old in matching rocking chairs at the same time. But when the press catches wind of a new woman in his life, Bridger's management is quick to use the opportunity to repair his wicked rock star reputation with the public. Use his lifelong frenemy in a good-girl changes the bad-boy ploy? Easy. Watch her sing in his kitchen each morning and become besties with his dog? Harder.