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.

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.

Hattie Murton never dreamed of TV stardom. A straight-from-a-fairytale encounter with a casting agent somehow landed her a part on what she’d thought would be a one-off pilot for Leicester Square…

Robbie Wheeler. My muse. The classic bad boy with a leather jacket and a heart of gold. But I'm not making that mistake again. A girl can't keep banging her ex-husband. That would be naughty. I left him, but he never left me. He signed the papers with a smile and promised to win be back someday. I didn't believe he could change. Then, he showed up when I needed him the most. My muse has returned to claim my heart, but I can't help but wonder... Is this really our happily ever after? Or is it all just another lie? Pretty Ever After is a hot second chance romance with a bad boy hero, a snarky...

Lance Tyler. A man on a mission. Strong, smart, and charming. A single dad. And more than a little off-limits. A girl can't date the lawyer trying to put her father in prison. That would be naughty. Sleeping with the enemy isn't my style, but no man has ever made me smile the way Lance can. Can love really bloom on the battlefield? Or will our passion be the beginning of the end for us both? Pretty Dirty Trick is a hot enemies-to-lovers romance with a handsome single dad, a mafia princess, and enough fire to light your eReader aflame! One-click today to find out why romance readers can't ...

People come to Kiss County to fall in love. But who has time for that? I'm juggling two jobs to save my family’s inn. Falling in love? Not on my to-do list. But then Carter Cartwright, a handsome bachelor, rolls into Small Town and books a room. Suddenly, I'm feeling things I didn’t plan for. I don’t have time for love. But Carter is determined to make time for me. His advances are hard to resist, but I’m not about to open up to a man just passing through on his way to Big City dreams. Welcome to Kiss County, where saving my family’s inn might just mean losing my heart. The Hot ...

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 ...

The neglected housewife. The irresistible milkman. Nathaniel Scott is back. I never looked twice at him in high school. Now, five years later, he's the town's new milkman. Handsome, charming, and so eager to please. He's that tall glass of milk I've always craved. But the home I've made belongs to another man. A man who refuses to give me what I need. I never thought I could be that woman. The kind who wrecks her own life for selfish pleasures but I'll do whatever it takes to feel alive again. The milkman is coming. And I'm leaving my back door unlocked. The Milkman is steamy, sweet, and oh...

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 ...

Two weeks on the road with my boss? Business as usual. Two weeks on the road with my newer, hotter boss that I had a one-night stand with four years ago? A disaster waiting to happen. It was a one-time thing with a man I knew from work. His name was Oliver Black. The rich and handsome manager of the Botsford Plaza Hotel in Las Vegas. Dark hair. Icy blue eyes. A cocky smirk with dimples deep enough to trip on. No one has to know, he said. And no one did know... except maybe the guests trying to sleep in the suite next door. I didn't know he'd eventually get promoted to my department. I ...

I went home with the hottest guy at my high school reunion... and his best friend. Oops. One moment, I’m at my high school reunion and the next, they took me back to their place and my plus-sized undies were on the floor. Max Monahan and Thad Hemsley. The dynamic duo of our high school, Belle Academy. They never looked twice at me back then but now? They want me. Both of them. But they’re best friends. I should do the right thing and choose one. I’ll choose Max. I’ve had a crush on him my entire life. But Thad… He makes me feel more alive than I ever have. No matter what I do, I ...

Now a USA Today Bestseller! TOP 10 AMAZON BESTSELLER! #1 in Romantic Comedy #1 in Billionaire Romance I’ve been a lot of things. A brother. An athlete. A s-x god. A fake boyfriend? That’s a new one. I’ve never seen her before in my life. There I was, minding my own business at the hotel bar, when she walked up and asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend. She’d introduce me to her overbearing parents. I’d fawn over her for a few minutes, plant a goodbye kiss on her cheek, and walk away with an extra twenty dollars in my pocket. Seemed simple enough. But she had no idea the random ...

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 ...

From USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Tabatha Kiss comes a hilarious new fake relationship/second chance/lovers-to-enemies-to-lovers rockstar romance that begs the question: Can a rock god date a pop princess? No. Absolutely not. I’m Knox Benton, lead singer of Criminal Records, the hottest rock band in the nation. What I say goes and I say that rock gods don’t date pop princesses. Unfortunately, our record label disagrees. They want to pair me up with a fake girlfriend on our upcoming tour. Just a teeny tiny publicity stunt to keep the cameras flashing on Criminal ...

I used to think my sauce was the hottest thing in Boston. Then, I met her. One minute, I'm minding my own business in my food truck and the next, I'm the prime suspect in a murder investigation. Anna's the lead detective on the case. Bold and beautiful. A single mom. I would have done anything to end up in her cuffs before, but not like this. I'm innocent. Wrongfully accused and there's nothing I can do to prove it. Luckily, Anna believes me. She took one look in my gorgeous multi-colored eyes and she... Wait, have I what? Have I ever donated sperm? I mean, yeah, sure. Once. About five or ...

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...

*TOP 50 AMAZON BESTSELLER* She walked into my bakery and my dough wasn't the only thing rising... Long legs, a big chest, and perfect, round buns. I'd give anything to roll with her and that adorable muffin top she's packing. There's just one problem... and that's the Irish mob jerk who thinks he owns her. To hell with that. If she's gonna have a bun in her oven... it's gonna be mine. He's a bad boy with a bakery. She's a BBW with a bar. Muffin Top. It's a love story... with a twist! Muffin Top is action-packed and sinfully steamy. Kick back and relax with this delicious Navy SEAL meets ...

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 ...