Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell. After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief. So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do. Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole, who’s ruining my life. That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.

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.

It was supposed to be the best day of my life. But the second I got up, things started to fall apart. The kitchen just caught on fire. Flowers were from a funeral. My bride-to-be just had an allergic reaction, leaving by ambulance. Oh, and my ex-girlfriend just walked into the church. They say you have to see the signs when they are right in front of you. Maybe she was just mine to have.

Declan Hardy, All-American heartthrob and retired NFL billionaire, is my complete opposite. He's commanding where I'm cooperative. Spontaneous while I am deliberate. Loud when I stay quiet. The only thing we have in common is that both our names are on my father's will.

I’m a full time single dad. A former NFL player turned coach, tasked with turning around a college team full of kids who either don’t take it seriously or are determined to get injured. I will absolutely not be falling for my new neighbor.

I should have known I was in trouble when I backed my old, beat-up truck into the shiny Range Rover. The driver looked like a gorgeous fallen angel–one who’d been booted right out of paradise for being a giant prick. Good thing I’ll never have to see him again.

I was a small-town girl with big city dreams and more ambition than money to my name. He had everything—money, privilege, and the world at his feet. Opposites in every way, but that didn’t matter. We were lightning in a bottle, and everything felt possible when we were together. Life was perfect.

Lila James is my best friend’s little sister, and I’ve always looked out for her. She's five years younger than me, and when she left for college, she was just a kid. But now she’s home for the summer—and she’s definitely not a kid anymore.

When her sister doesn’t show up on her wedding day, Raven has no choice but to take her place — but marriage to Ares Windsor is nothing short of torture. The elusive billionaire media mogul is the man she’s always loved… yet he’s only ever had eyes for her sister.

"You may now kiss your bride". They were the last words my mother heard before she collapsed on the church steps, poison ending her pitifully short life. When her new husband dies minutes later, all eyes turn to me. There are whispers. Accusations. The verdict is split. I murdered them both. Or I'm the next to die.

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 MacThomas Pockets finished his last tour as part of the Scottish Special Forces, he was hired to consult for a film director to finesse some scenes that weren't working. In a twist he never saw coming, he ended up moving to L.A. to work as the bodyguard for movie star Maybe Joe Sue.

Aiden Stone is a six-foot-two former Marine with a permanent scowl, dark hair, and dreamy blue eyes. He’s the oldest of the Stone brothers, and his “by the book” family has battled mine for control of our small town for generations. The last thing I should do is sleep with him. Or nearly run him down with my truck. Especially since he's sort-of my new boss.

My fresh start turned into a dumpster fire. Awesome new job. Small town heaven. Friendly faces galore. Then I strolled into my new home and found the unspeakable. Just when I'm sure it can't get worse, I'm “rescued” by a man who makes me see red for miles. Enter Lucas Graves. A bossy grump with a badge who's sworn to keep me safe. He rocks the scary-hot vibe, he reads too much, and he never misses a chance to give me crap for being a nerdy little cactus who mouths back. Not the type of man I'd go for in my right mind. Definitely not the type I should keep trading bruising kisses with.

Sleeping with my boyfriend’s best friend, behind his girlfriend’s back, probably wasn’t my smartest idea. But Jase is mine, and it’s about time Julia knew it. Attending Lowell University was supposed to be a fresh start. A chance to end all the sneaking around and make our relationship official. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Julia is digging her claws into Jase. My boyfriend, Chad, is getting in deeper with a local gang. And my loathsome new stepbrother, Ares, has just moved in.

He signed on to be her protector, He didn’t know she was already carrying his baby… HER I just wanted one night of freedom, One night like it used to be, before I went viral, but it soon got out of hand. Jackson got me out of a tight spot, and provided the best possible way to work out the tension, Next thing I know, he’s my new bodyguard… HIM We didn’t have a chance to keep things professional – we’d already crossed the line, But now that I’m in charge of Hailey’s safety, I know it can’t happen again. Any distractions could risk her life, I can’t give into temptation ...

He's the mafia playboy, a dangerous heir with secrets buried deeper than bullets. I was nobody, a quiet soul hardened by violence. Until Liam Pierce stormed into my life with force and fury. His dark eyes promised trouble; his touch sent sparks igniting through my skin. Our college partnership was meant to be pure academics. Instead, it spiraled into a tempest of emotions and deadly truths. He saved me from predators lurking in the shadows, but who will save me from him? His empire is built on deception, a dynasty cracking at its foundations. A love tainted by blood and betrayal, bound by ...

Tristan Marino is a cruel and ruthless mafia Don. I’m a female undercover FBI agent. My job is simple: infiltrate the mafia family, and get the intel to bring down the organization. A night of intense passion blurred the line between duty and desire. When I declined the offer to become Tristan’s assistant, he kidnapped me. Tristan told me that he doesn’t take no for an answer. As Tristin brings me closer to his operations, I must decide what matters most to me: my job or my developing love. I’ve lied to Tristin and to the FBI, but I’m living a dual life with no future. Betrayal is...

She's my best friend's little sister. A single mom who doesn't have time to waste on an older, wounded ex-mercenary. She's off-limits. And yet, I still moved to her hometown. I blame it on the job offer and the therapy I get at one of the top rehab centers for wounded heroes. The truth, though… I came to Whiskey Run because Abby Campbell and her daughter are here.

It starts out as a bet....A way to forget about my latest in a string of bad relationships and move on. I know it's a mistake. Especially when I have a terrible knack for picking the wrong men. Then I see him. The gorgeous man in the dark suit, drowning his sorrows in a glass of scotch is only supposed to be one night of fun. No strings. Zero expectations. No one gets hurt. And when I wake up alone the next morning, it appears I've gotten everything I was after. That is until I find the shiny gold cuff links he left behind. Oh, and discover that he's my new boss.

In the ruthless world of the mafia, Elisa is thrust into my life as collateral for her father’s mistakes—a fiery beauty half my age, forced into a marriage meant to secure my heir. As Mafia Don, my father’s commands are absolute: Marry her, despite the decade between us. Produce an heir. Secure the Carbone legacy. She hates me for this union, but her fire only fuels the inferno inside me. Beneath the sheets, she doesn’t just awaken a hunger—I’m consumed by her and will make her mine. Slowly, she begins to see past the monster I’ve become, catching glimpses of the fierce ...

The first time I laid eyes on Theo Whitlock, I chased him and his frat boy friends with a bat. I’m no white knight. I’m broke. He’s rich. I destroyed his car. He chooses not to rat me out. I was never supposed to go to college, but especially not one like Savage U, where only the wealthiest need apply. One might call this a lucky break, only I don’t feel so lucky with a drug dealer breathing down my neck, and a gangster threatening to burn my house down.

Every girl wants to bang me, and every guy wants to be me. But I have my sights set on one person—Quinn Livingston. My perfect little neighbor, living in her perfect little world. I am out to get payback for what her family took from me. What I want from her is something she can only give away once. For the rest of her life, when she thinks about losing her virginity, she will think of me.

Contains all five books in the bestselling Vegas Aces series.

Mia Stanbury is the quintessential girl next door: smart, beautiful, and determined. She’s got it all going on. Is it any wonder that she’s been on my radar for as long as I can remember? We’re talking middle school, folks. I’ll admit that I’ve made a few boneheaded mistakes as far as she’s concerned, but what can I say? I’m a dude. Sometimes I think with the wrong head. We’ll just chalk it up to one of the hazards of having a Y chromosome and leave it at that.

Shane Wilder: pro surfer, dream chaser, thief of my heart—and completely off-limits. It was infatuation at first sight. On our first date, he took me to watch the fireworks. It was a magical night of stolen kisses and whispered confessions under the stars. But it all came to a screeching halt when he asked the one question I’d been dreading: "How old are you, Remy?" Right guy, wrong time.

One unforgettable night with a stranger, only to discover he’s a billionaire crime lord. Dangerous, infuriating and completely off-limits. Vincent Moretti has a gaze like midnight, a past that whispers of blood, and a body that draws my eyes like a moth to a flame. As a photographer, I accidentally captured a crime scene. I never imagined that the mysterious handsome man I’d had a one-night stand with would be in the shot. When he discovers I’ve turned the evidence over to the police—evidence that could ruin his mafia family—Vincent demands I stay with him, for my own safety. His ...

One night. That’s all I wanted: to start the new year on a good note and forget about the chaos last year brought. Enter Ryan. With his dark eyes, panty-melting smile, and sinful body, he’s the perfect distraction. When I’m left with more than just the spell-binding memories of our night together, I’m positively freaking out. Things get even more complicated when I find out how our lives are already intertwined. Will I be able to keep our connection a secret while we get to know each other, or will this whole mess blow up in my face?

Samantha Knight has been stirring up my emotions and testing my self-control—and my sanity—for years. She's my best friend's little sister, the one I shouldn't touch but the one I crave the most. She returns to Rose Haven begging me for a job and storms back into my life. Designated the Hottest Hunky Billionaire, all I care about is my business, until a moody teenage girl shows up at my doorstep claiming that I’m her biological father. Somehow between business and parenting, I must keep my hands the hell off my best friend’s little sister with frowns and grouchy remarks. But our ...

I'm Karli Brighton, reigning Queen of Epic Screw-Ups. With twelve med school rejection letters burning a hole in my back pocket, I'm back in my quirky hometown for the summer. Grumpy and shame-faced, I'm not exactly in the mood to make new friends. Having a wild one-night stand with the charming pretty boy I meet at a local bar to feel better about myself? Probably not the smartest idea. But I take comfort in knowing that I'll never see the gorgeous stranger again. Until he strolls into my family home one hour later.