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.

Five Years Earlier: Henry Dunne knows three things: that agreeing to host this raucous house party was a terrible idea, that he absolutely cannot show up to his nursing shift tomorrow with a hangover, and that the beautiful redhead in the corner will be sleeping in his bed tonight.

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.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

After watching my mother succumb to a mysterious illness, I promised myself two things. I'd find the cure for what ravaged her and leave the godforsaken city where she abandoned me. Four years later, I received an acceptance letter from Dracadia University, one of the oldest most prestigious schools in the country. Nestled on a secluded island off the coast of Maine, it's rumored to be haunted by the souls of the mental patients exiled there centuries before, those whose bones are said to make up the island's white sandy shores. And restless ghosts aren't even its most daunting peculiarity.

The first time I saw her, I had to have her. So I did. Four years later, I don’t expect to see her again, let alone hire her to be my fake date. But here we are. She’s just as fiery and sexy as I remember. She hates my guts and I love making her see red. It’s too easy to push her buttons. What started as a ruse to get my family off my back is now something real. She’s my fake girlfriend. So why do I feel protective of her? She’s mine on our contract paperwork. I need to make her mine in her soul, too. But if I don’t change my bad boy ways? I’ll lose her forever. Every good ...

I thought my best friend’s little sister was hot then. Now? Wicked hot. It’s hard to stay away. But she’s hands off. We had our love affair years ago. She’d made our small town feel like it was the whole world. When I left for the glory of my NFL career, I realized that wasn’t true. I’ve lived a lot of life while I’ve been gone. But now I’m back home to stay. And some things haven’t changed. Like the magnetic pull she has on me. And the fact that her brother is still standing between us. He wants me to stay away from his sister. I can’t. I won’t. She’s everything ...

I left my high school boyfriend without a word, but I had a secret. My parents forced me to leave town when they found out I was pregnant. He still haunts my dreams all these years later. His dark hair and forest green eyes have my heart racing. I can’t imagine how hot he is now. They say you never forget your first love, and they’re right. But that’s the past. And I should leave it there. Thankfully I’m too busy to think about him or much of anything else. As a talent agent for the biggest firms in New York, my life as a small-town girl from Texas is in the rearview mirror. Then ...

They call me filthy rich. Both words are quite fitting. But my life is planned out for me. Get married to an heiress, have some kids who will barely know me, and come home to a wife who’s tolerable at best and loves only my bank account. It’s the way of our world, but fate decided to give me an out. My lovely bride-to-be never showed up at the altar. My attention moved quickly from heartache to aggravation when my little sister showed up. With a beautiful friend of hers in need. Of funding. Always money. This girl is wild and free. Beautiful and a mystery to me. She would never be ...

The ugly duckling from high school is all grown up, and she’s fiery hot now. She’s also the CEO of the company I’m trying to work for, and the only thing that stands between me and the next level of my career. Fortunately for me, most women fall at my feet. But this ice-hearted beauty from my past? She has me working my ass off to prove that I’m the right model for the GQ cover. You’ve got to be kidding me. This bone structure doesn’t get told no. Not in the boardroom and certainly not in the bedroom. She can play hard to get all she wants. She’s just delaying the inevitable. ...