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.

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.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with my best friend’s little sister before our lives went in different directions. Now, I’m the grumpy to Juliet’s sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling.

I had a one-night stand with a gorgeous, bullheaded woman who also is my sworn enemy. Stacey Winters and her father own the property where my mom and girlfriend were murdered. Seeing the old neighborhood revitalized and free from crime consumes my life's purpose. She has other plans for the property. And she doesn't know my intention. That's why she hates me. Her stubbornness infuriates me, yet that throaty laugh makes my pulse race uncontrollably. Judging by how I pin her against the elevator wall, that’s no hidden secret. Yet my passion gets in the way. Then I find out she is pregnant ...

My fake wedding date with my brother's best friend left me pregnant. Linc is the billionaire groomsman and eye candy I shouldn't crave. But I do. I’ve had a crush on him forever. But Mr. Tall, Dark, and Brooding barely knows I exist Until we are forced to pose as lovers. Before I know it, his talented hands coax screams of ecstasy from my lips. Our pretend romance feels all too real. I reveal my darkest secrets, trusting Linc to keep them safe. But just as things heat up, my haunted past threatens everything. My reputation is at risk. Then, I see two pink lines on the test stick. Will ...

I had one fiery night with a mysterious stranger, and then I was forced to marry him. The ruthless don is twice my age, dangerous, and oozing power—everything I was taught to avoid. Yet I can't forget how his touch set my world on fire. The next morning, I disappeared. No names, no promises, no looking back… or so I thought. Months later, fate intervenes. He stands before me: Ivan Volkov, billionaire and ruthless leader of the Russian Bratva. This time, it’s no coincidence. He knows exactly who I am: Lucia Maranzano, mafia princess in hiding. Now, he’s invoking a deal made with a ...

Mr. Tattooed, Dark, and Grumpy was supposed to be a one night stand. So how the hell did I end up becoming the nanny… Dressed to kill in all black, Dropping bills like he owns the place. I'm glad I didn't wear panties because they would be destroyed. A bit of fun was all I expected that night. End of story. Until I show up to the nanny interview, and it's him. We clash like oil and water during the day. And ruin the sheets at night. He's already got two sweet daughters of his own and would never settle down. So where does that leave me and MY baby bump… Buckle up for a ride with a foul-...

I've landed in New York City with my resume in one hand and my V-card in the other. The resume? I'll give to any man on the street. The other? Well...I won't settle for anything less than lightning-bolt chemistry, and so far, no one has flipped that switch. Until I meet Barclay Hammond, CEO of the most prestigious publishing house in NYC and the city's most eligible bachelor. He's commanding, charming, gorgeous...and my new boss.

In four months, I’ll be free from our fake marriage. But in nine months… I’ll be giving birth to his heir. Nico clawed his way to the top, now ruling as the ruthless Don. His chiseled jawline and smoldering dark eyes would make any heart skip a beat, but I’m his unwilling prize. As they say, break my heart twice…shame on me. Each day is a battlefield. His presence is a storm—intense, inescapable. His grip on my waist is a possessive claim I can’t shake. Four months of pretending, of playing the obedient wife—that’s all I have to survive before he sets me free. But ...

Nick Weaver is irresistibly handsome, cocky as hell, and positively oozes sex appeal—he should have come with a warning sign! I just wanted one unforgettable night with him. Little did I know that our chance encounter would result in two startling pink lines. After our night of unparalleled passion, I thought I’d never see him again. Until he shows up at my law office as my new client. When his very presence threatens the career I’ve worked so hard for, I have to reluctantly set firm boundaries and push him away. But, it’s so hard keeping our hands off each other. I’m paralyzed by...

Memo to self: Never let a gorgeous stranger at the bar ruffle your feathers and knock you up. Mid-business call, Mr. Irresistible challenges me, igniting our banter like the 4th of July fireworks. His chiseled jawline and rock-hard abs melt me into a puddle. One white-hot night later, and every moment is on an endless replay in my mind. Imagine my shock realizing he’s Thale Gates - my new CEO! From unbuckling his belt to opening his office doors—this is a whole new level of crazy. And the pregnancy test confirmed my new title: CEO’s baby mama. Career, meet the potential end. The real ...

My smoldering one-night stand in Milan turns out to be my brother’s best friend—and now pretend boyfriend. I’m an artist who fled my family’s smothering control years ago. Now I’m back in town. Michael, a billionaire on a business trip with a chiseled jaw and god-like physique, makes me tremble with pleasure. His heated gaze tells me what he will do to me. My body became his canvas for the night. Still tingling from our lustful night, I left him a “Thank you for your time” note. Imagine my shock, trying to sidestep a relentless suitor at the party. Mr. Milan waltzes in. My jaw...

I hated Enzo even before I met him—my bestie’s too hot, arrogant control freak brother. And now my baby’s daddy. A mix-up has us sharing a room. I walk in on his steamy shower. I envy the water dripping over his chiseled abs, down to his long Major Johnson. Soon those lips and his body destroy me with pleasure. As we play daring games of lust, I glimpse hidden wounds that echo my own. But I gotta shake this crazy addiction. He's a controlling jerk and I'm a free spirit. We clash harder than we attract. Until everything spirals out of control. Now, the pregnancy tests show two pink ...