Lana Fleming’s sister has vanished from the set of TV’s hottest show, and no one seems to care. Desperate for answers, Lana sneaks in as an extra, only to get stranded with Griffin Hart, an A-list action star with a reputation for good abs and bad decisions. Though Griffin didn’t expect to be cast as a librarian’s sidekick in a real-life thriller, he’s weirdly into it—and into her. Even more unsettling—she sees right through his playboy persona. But their meet-cute soon turns deadly when they uncover a Hollywood scandal for the ages.

It’s Valentine’s Day weekend, and Charlotte and Seth are not looking for romance. Armed with emotional-support bear spray, Charlotte is in self-imposed isolation and on guard from men. Having a stalker can do that to a person’s nerves. Just across the hall and giving off woodsy vibes is Seth, a recently divorced arborist. As in today recently. Heights, he’s fine with. Trust? Not so much.

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.

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.

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.

I knocked up my one-night stand. Well, it started as a one-night stand. Veronica left the morning after with a promise to come knocking on my hotel room again the next time she came through Las Vegas. Color me surprised when she actually followed through the year after that. And the year after that. Is the one-night-a-year stand a thing? Because we were it. Until last night when she showed up with a baby. Our baby. I don’t even know Veronica’s last name and now we have a child together. I took one look into my daughter’s eyes and she had me. I wanted all of it. The big house with the ...

I’ve finally found my muse. She’s been right there this entire time, smiling and blushing behind the front desk at my family’s hotel. One look into her adorable eyes and I heard music. Months of songwriter’s block led me to her and now, I can’t stop strumming my guitar. I need to be around her. I need to see her, day and night. I need her. But it’s not what it sounds like. We’re just friends. Really. Just a Crush is Kindle-melting hot, hilarious, and guaranteed to rock your world!

Las Vegas. October 1985. This is the story of how a King claimed his Queen… When I was a recent college grad, I had a dying hotel dropped in my lap. Between rolling up my sleeves and saving the family business, falling in love was the last thing on my mind. Until she walked in. Fiona Garland, Nevada’s girl next door. The daughter of Senator Richard Garland, my father’s life-long enemy. To say she was untouchable would be an understatement. Fiona, apparently, didn’t get that memo. Their feud is their feud, she said. I don’t see why we can’t be friends… But friends don’t look ...

When my football coach father transferred me to Chicago North University, he asked for two things: 1. Pretend to be one big happy family to shine up his tarnished public image. 2. Don’t date his footballers. Easy enough. Football was his world. Theatre was mine. But when the star quarterback starts showing up everywhere I go, it gets harder and harder to resist his charms. Enter, Junior Morgan. Exit, my clothes. If my father finds out we broke his rules, he’ll make life difficult for both of us. Walking away isn’t as easy as it looks. Not with Junior’s kiss on my lips. His hand ...

5 Goals for a Perfect Freshman Year 1. Learn a new life skill. 2. Get a tattoo. 3. Pay off my car. 4. Enter the Art Fest. Win. 5. Fall in love with a stranger. Yes, I know #5 isn’t technically a goal, but I couldn’t think of anything else. Little did I know, I’d cross it off my vision board two weeks into my first semester at Chicago North University. He was the model in my art class. Full lips, piercing eyes, and a jawline carved from solid rock. Who wouldn’t fall head over heels the moment they laid eyes on his face? But strangers like that don’t fall for awkward art school ...

Logan Wolfe is the crush I thought I’d left behind. We shared a single kiss so greedy and hot that I ran off to college. I’ve finally returned home, and now he won’t let go. I'm ready for a new beginning at my dream job as a copywriter, where Logan Wolfe, my brother’s best friend, is my boss. Despite our working relationship, our texts take a steamy, taboo turn. Once we start, we can’t stop. When Logan sees something he wants, he takes it. He’s tall, handsome, grumpy, and, most importantly, off-limits. Giving into the texting temptation would mean breaking my big brother’s ...

Two things I didn’t expect to happen to me over Spring Break at Chicago North University: 1. Getting knocked out by a baseball. 2. Getting knocked up by a baseball player.Hunter Novak. The most valuable player in college baseball. Home Run Hunter himself. But that’s not the name he gave me when he took me home from that bar a few months ago. We’re strangers. Now, we’re having a baby together. So, we’re going back to first base. First date. First kiss. First everything all over again in the hope it leads to... first love, I guess? Our baby deserves a family. A real family. Can me ...

5 Rules for my Best Friend’s Brother while he crashes at our place 1. He will not speak to me. 2. I will not pick up after him. 3. We will not, under any circumstances, hook up. 4. See Rule #3. 5. Seriously. We’re not hooking up. Ever. Seth Newbury is a jerk. He wasn’t always. Once upon a time, he was a sweet boy who went around kissing ouchies on the playground. Then, he grew up and my first crush became my first bully, too. I decided to delete him from my life, but it’s hard to erase your best friend’s older brother. It’s even harder to avoid him when he’s temporarily living...

Rock gods don’t date pop princesses. Especially not her. Knox Benton, lead singer of Criminal Records, built his career on rebellion. But when the label demands a fake relationship to boost their new rising star, he’s stuck with the last person he wants—his ex. Harmony Max was once his muse. Now, she’s a pop sensation chasing the stardom she always dreamed of. A publicity stunt should be easy… if they can stick to the rules: No touching. No shared rooms. No falling in love. They broke every rule before—along with each other’s hearts. But with every staged kiss and stolen ...

I make the rules, and rule number one? Don’t bang a bandmate. Ever. Managing Criminal Records, the nation’s hottest rock band, is enough to drive anyone insane--and right now, I’m hanging on by a thread. So when Bronson Isaacs, our brooding, dirty-talking drummer, offers me a way to let off some steam--no strings attached--I can’t say no. But one night between lifelong best friends quickly turns into our little secret. The more we fall into bed together, the harder it gets to pretend our friends-with-benefits arrangement isn’t turning into something so much more. Falling for ...

A crumbling marriage. A secluded mountain cabin. And a rugged stranger who might just save—or shatter—it all. Jessamy and Beau thought a romantic getaway in Kiss County would rekindle their spark, but when a snowstorm forces them off the road and into a remote cabin with the enigmatic, undeniably sexy Malcolm, that spark becomes a raging inferno. As buried truths and forbidden desires surface, they must decide: will this mountain retreat mark the end of their love story—or the start of something new? For fans of forced proximity, why choose, and deliciously messy emotions, Lost with ...

We weren't just opposites. We were at extreme ends, living completely different lives. While our CEO dressed in suits, mesmerizes everyone with his charm, I'm the quirky, geeky data scientist with precise breakfast habits, baggy flannel shirts, and red canvas shoes. Yet, he thinks we're good together. He offers me his friendship and shows me a life I am too scared to see. But we don't stop there. He shows me love… the sweet kind and the sexy one too. My heart skitters at his attention, concern, and care for me and my quirks. But all my life I've trained myself not to trust anyone.

What happens in Vegas can be deadly… After my parents passed away, I put my culinary dreams aside to be the lawyer they wanted. However, with my 30th birthday rapidly approaching, my bestie urges me to enter a cooking competition in Las Vegas. When a contestant is murdered, my time watching from the sidelines is over. I’m suddenly thrown into the event as a finalist.

***EDITED: 12/17/2024*** I have been in love with my best friend since we were kids. I have imagined our wedding, what names we might give our children, hell, you name it, I've dreamed it. But, it never happened. We had a really shitty upbringing. Horrible addict parents, starving and begging for food. Wearing old clothes we found in dumpsters or in boxes in front of the local church. But we got out. We got his sisters out. He got a full-ride scholarship for hockey and even made it to the pros... meanwhile my career got put on the backburner so that I could help raise his little sisters and...

How could I forget Will Myers? Wrinkled shirts, ripped jeans, and a devil may care attitude. He was my teenage bad boy. My first real love. Until the day I left town and broke both of our hearts. Four years later, I've come home, prepared to start my life all over again. But my heart never strayed too far away from Will Myers. My bad boy is a man now. The local mechanic with a perfect smile and strong, trained hands. He took one look at me and made up his mind. He still loves me and he'll do whatever it takes to have me in his bed again. We've been down this road before. It left both of us ...