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.

It’s just a crush. That’s all that it can be. I mean, Dante Moreno is completely off limits. He’s older than me. Much older. He’s also my best friend’s dad. Everyone knows a man like him would never want a girl like me. So why have his eyes suddenly started following me around the room? And why does he get so upset when he hears I have a date? No, it’s time to move on. I can’t get sucked back into my silly little crush on him. Nothing will ever happen between me and Dante Moreno. Right? Made To Be Yours is a medium burn, full-length standalone romance with interconnected ...

Men like Archer Clarke never play for keeps. Which is why I go into my new job knowing that I need to stay far away from my new boss. My little sister is depending on the money that I send home so I need this job so I need to keep things professional between us. First impressions might not be right though. I thought that Archer was a womanizer but he spends too much time at the office for that to be true. I thought that he was a jerk, but he just rescued me from a wild night out. Could I have been all wrong about Archer? I was looking for redemption. Instead, I might have just found my ruin...

A mishap that puts me in dire financial straits. A fake engagement with my grumpy boss. And a forbidden room in his apartment that piques my curiosity... Everything could have been so simple. If only I hadn't been dog-sitting more dogs than I could handle. Who could have guessed that the coffee I spilled because of them would ruin a suit that cost more than my annual salary? Luckily, the owner of the suit, the incredibly handsome but perpetually bad-tempered control freak Blake Norton, gave me the chance to work off the dizzying amount with him. What I hadn't counted on was that: he would ...

I was just minding my own business, running for my life—never expecting to end up trapped in the middle of nowhere with a grumpy, billionaire ex-Marine. You know the saying—out of the frying pan and into the fire? That’s my life right now, in a nutshell. I escaped my wedding, only to get stranded in a blizzard. Just my luck. I am rescued by a gruff, ex-marine- Ryan. Except, I’m not sure I am any better off. He’s brooding, emotionally distant, and it’s painfully obvious he doesn’t want me around. But with the storm raging, we’re trapped together. Ryan’s built walls around ...

With my aunt's medical bills piling up, I can't afford to say no to this payday: pretend to be a mob prince's fiancée, plan a fake wedding, and keep my emotions out of it. Simple, right? The only hitch? I'm falling for him. Dario Moretti is everything I’m not—wealthy, refined, and dangerously charming. He belongs to a world of luxury and power, while I’m just trying to stay afloat. I never imagined I'd start caring about him, but the more time we spend together, the harder it is to remember that this is all just a job. Dario’s gaze lingers a little too long. His touch sends shivers...

A Mystery Matchmaker in Bethany Springs has a plan for the single father, a plan that includes an unsuspecting Mail-Order Bride. Nick McCord never expects to settle down, much less take a mail-order bride. He’s used to figuring out matters by himself. Afterall, Nick’s a legendary bounty hunter, known for tracking down and outsmarting hundreds of villains. But when he inherits a generous sum of money along with his young, orphaned niece, he must learn to become a family man. Someone in Bethany Springs believes Nick is in need of a wife. That someone has sent for a mail-order bride. ...

One fiery auction, two sworn enemies, and a night that will change everything. Cristian Gianna’s been a thorn in my side for years—sharp-tongued, stubborn, and always digging for a story. She thinks she’s exposing the truth, but all she does is light a fire I can’t control. At the firefighter charity auction, she didn’t expect me to be the one bidding on her. But when every man in the room sets their sights on her, I know one thing for sure: she’s leaving with me. She’s curvy, infuriating, and everything I shouldn’t want. But tonight, Gianna’s mine. And once I have her, ...

I'll be the first to admit that I live at extremes. After going 10 years locked in what felt like a dysfunctional marriage, I'm now decidedly boy-free. In nearly three years I've had no boyfriends, no flings, no dates, and no sex. For the sake of my dream career, the sacrifice has been easy. At least it was. Until he came along. Lukas Hendricks. He's rude, gorgeous, arrogant - a stone-carved wall of muscle and distraction. He's everything I know to avoid but there's no avoiding your next-door neighbor.

I've never been in love. I've never had an orgasm, but I've faked plenty. I want to experience love. Real, passionate love. I don't want to die. It's funny what blurts out of your mouth when the plane you're on is going down, and I didn't hold back with my seat mate when my plane decided to crash. My hysterical confessions didn't faze the muscular stranger that sat beside me. In fact, he promised if we survived, he'd give me my first orgasm.

Foolish women fall in love with the bad boy. Cane Alexander was bad boy personified. Confident, he entered a room with his piercing blue eyes wearing a smug grin. He was the proverbial red flag wrapped up in a ridiculous set of abs. I tried to resist him. After all, I was done being a fool. Maybe it was his charm, or perhaps it was his persistence. Maybe it was how he entered my life and refused to leave. Whatever the reason, I fell for the one man I should’ve resisted.