I knew I was going to be sold by my father. A bride offered to forge an alliance or seal a deal. Even so, I still held onto the hope of living free of the families. But when I’m given to Antonio Tuscani, I realize my thin dreams of escaping this life were just that - dreams. Giving up, I accept my fate...until a fierce-eyed boss, Nick DaVinci, shows up on my wedding day to exact lethal vengeance.

He’s up to something. I know it. No man can be that handsome and mysterious. He’s probably a spy. I can’t say for sure, but I’m going to find out. Watching Heath is easy, but wanting him is the part that’s going to get me into trouble. Lena peeks from her windows and tries to catch me doing something, though I’m not sure what she thinks she’ll see. What sort of an assassin would I be if my sweet neighbor figured me out so easily? Besides, I’m here to watch over her. The only problem is that she’s irresistible and far more alluring than my work.

Luke Knight thinks he can own me, can hurry me into a wedding and then into his bed. He seems to know everything about me. But he’s missed the most important point - I’m dastardly. He thinks he’s my one and only? Not a chance. But I like his estate and all his money, so I’ll bide my time. I don’t obsess over his good looks and the way he makes me feel. Not a bit. Once he’s dead, I’ll be more than happy to be the grieving widow...on a yacht...in the Seychelles...drenched in diamonds. Cassandra truly believes I’m the bad guy in her world. She’s wrong.

Did I break into an animal shelter? Yes. Should it be a crime? Absolutely not. After all, I’m just trying to save these darling kittens from being sent to a lab for experiments. They deserve a loving home, and I intend to give them one. Well, that was the plan, but then I ran into some complications. Several of them. And they all have badges, guns, and handcuffs. So, off to jail I go, but I make my one phone call to the only man who can help me. Benton. I just hope he doesn’t tell my father what I’ve been up to.

Liam Baxter is my new boss, and he's not so bad. I mean, he does require that I knock before I walk into his office. And he doesn't want me to bring my cat to work. Then he tells me if I don't follow his rules, there will be discipline. On top of that, others say he's cold and calculating. Hmm, maybe my boss is a little bit bad? But the more I work for him, the more things change. He shows me his true self in delicious glimpses. Perhaps underneath the stern, handsome boss, there's a man who needs love even more than he needs an assistant.

A quiet life as a clock tinker. That’s what I need. And that’s what I have...until her - the woman in the pop-up shop across the street. The shop that’s invaded my tranquil life and turned my town into a movie set. I want nothing to do with any of it. But then, I hear her voice. And I can’t think about cogs and tick-tocks. All I can think about is her. And when I find her? I’m never letting her go.

I’m not here for holiday cheer. I’ve been hired to do a job—find out how Snow Hills cheats its way into winning a holiday decorating competition every year. I’m going to get to the bottom of it, I’m going to get paid, and then I’ll be done with this postcard-perfect town. At least that’s the plan until I meet Liza Grable. She’s like the Christmas fairy of Snow Hill, all curves and sweetness. I’m supposed to be investigating her and her mother, the mayor, but the thought of her being a cheater simply doesn’t fit.

My house may be small, but its Christmas lights are the best on the street. Perfectly coordinated each year, my holiday display can’t be beat. I reign supreme. At least I did. Until he moved in across the street. Brendan. Who does he think he is? Just because he’s handsome and makes my parts tingly doesn’t mean I’ll let him beat me. This Christmas, he’s going down.

I hate Dante Moretti. He is cold, calculating, and vicious. It’s no secret that he wiped out his former fiancée and her entire family on the eve of their wedding. He’s the kind of evil that makes even devils cry. But that’s not why I hate him.

When Ashton moved to London, it broke my heart. I was only fourteen, but I was in love. I haven't seen him in four years. But now my father is getting married, and he's back. My feelings haven't changed, but I have. I'm not a scrawny little girl anymore. I have thick hips and curves. And once my father's best friend sees them, well, let's just say he becomes more caveman than best man. He can't take his eyes off me during the ceremony. He can't keep his hands off me during dinner. And every chance he gets, he's pulling me into storage closets and kitchens and alleys to..."celebrate".

Nothing gets me as heated as a bad call on the ice—until I save Laney Briggs from a wayward puck. She's got the brightest eyes and the cutest annoyed face I've ever seen. I probably shouldn't have offered to sign her chest. I really shouldn't have scammed my way into a date with her. But there's something about her that drives me wild. She thinks I'm an arrogant jerk. I think she was made to be mine. Now I just have to convince her that I'm worth the hassle.

Jared "Mac" MacKenzie is used to making tough decisions as the President of the Silver Saints MC. When a member of a rival MC puts one of his brothers in a coma, he'll do whatever it takes to get answers—including kidnapping Bridget Pierce, their president's daughter.

Running away from home at 17 wasn't easy. Let's face it, though, nothing before or in the ten years since has ever been easy for me. And I'm doing okay—sorta. I just need to keep scraping by, living under the radar. Staying out of people's way, off people's minds. When a man walks through my open patio door, stepping boldly into my home and my life, I should be scared, frightened, terrified. I must be more broken than I realized because I'm none of those things. I'm intrigued—and I'm wondering if the way to take control of my life is by giving in to him.

My dad is in big trouble. He owes money to the most powerful man on the East Coast, and he can't pay. When I approach Mr. Connolly and try to take over the loan, he has a different idea. He's willing to wipe off the debt if I submit to him. I have to do what he commands, when he commands it. I think this over-the-top alpha male is a little obsessed with me. Good thing I love every second of it...

Carrie might be lost, but she's exactly where she needs to be—in the big tattooed arms of a hot possessive mountain man. This obsessive alpha knows how to treat a city girl right!