When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

Living in a year around Christmas town has its drawbacks. The caroling, the decorations, the insanely cheery spirit, it never disappears. It's why I like to hibernate away in my cave - I mean housekeeping a healthy distance from the holly jolly spirits. And all was going according to plan until my nemesis, Storee Taylor, moved in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Without blinking, she turned my simple world into a real nightmare-before-Christmas, especially when she decided to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest - which she was determined to win.

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.

All newly minted pediatrician Jamie Malek wants is to borrow a roasting pan for Christmas dinner. Unfortunately, that requires her to interact with Marc—her best friend’s troublemaking brother, who’s now a tech billionaire. He’s the one who got away. She’s the one who broke his heart. Outside, a howling blizzard. Inside, a crackling fire. Suddenly, being snowbound with the man she never expected to see again might not be such a bad way to spend a winter’s night.

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.

Evie Crowe is starting over in a strange town with her newborn, and men are the furthest thing from her mind. If only the quiet, hulking farmer, Luke Ward, would stop coming into the thrift shop and piquing her reluctant interest. Evie wants to stay single all the way—she can’t trust anything more than friends-with-holiday-benefits. But Luke is in it for the long haul. He’s fixed on making this a Christmas Evie will remember forever. If she gives him a chance.

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.

Tilly Farriday isn’t feeling very jolly this season. Recently divorced and broke, she’s squatting in one of her rental agency’s properties until her new home is ready. The sprinkles on top of the burnt Christmas cookie that is her life? The new owner shows up early, forcing Tilly to hide in the attic to save her job…and what remains of her dignity.

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.

I witnessed a mob execution by the man I slept with…now I’m having his baby. At an elite charity gala, I clumsily bump into Matteo De Luca, baptizing his suit with champagne. Cool as a cucumber, He flashes his billion-dollar smile, leaving me wet as his shirt. The look of dominance and danger in his eyes is hypnotic. I know whatever he asks of me, he can get it. With the gift of gab, he teases my ears, Caressing my thoughts with mental foreplay. At his hotel, he shows me how a real man handles a woman’s body, Until gunfire interrupts our bliss, and he rushes out. He wanted me to stay,...

I betrayed him and yet he still saved me. Now I owe him more than I can afford to pay. Nico Allotini is not someone you mess with. His chiseled body was touched by the divine, but he’s no angel. With more power than I ever dreamed, He’s no longer the gentle lover I betrayed four years ago. He’s the brutal mafia boss, nicknamed “The Undertaker,” with a reputation for taking what he’s owed. But then he saves me from certain death, I owe him more than I can afford to pay. Until he offers me a contract. A dangerous, sinful contract. One that will make me his and only his. He needs ...

I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. He walked over to me as if he owned the world. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks ...

I’ve always flirted with danger… but when the man you hate becomes your child’s father, he can only stay an enemy for so long. We met in the bloody aftermath of a shootout, that claimed the life of my father and all his men. I’m the only witness, And I’m thrust into the arms of Alessandro. A sexy Italian God, given flesh and sent to live amongst mankind, Who offers me a safe haven until the smoke clears. For the next thirty days, the heat between us is irresistible. The passion immeasurable. Making me almost forget how we met. But suddenly, with money to start over, he kicks me ...

I was taken by him. That doesn’t mean I’m his… Discovering I’m pregnant should be one of the happiest days of my life. Especially since the loser sperm donor skipped town. Only my joy ends when a black bag is thrown over my head and I'm tossed into the trunk of a car. My scumbag father sold my unborn child to the Italian Mafia. And they’re looking to collect. Ha! Over my dead body. Cue Armando: mysterious, dangerous, extremely hot. And my jailer for the next nine months. He thinks I’m going to be a good little girl and sit around getting fat. He has no idea who he is dealing ...

Mission: get close to a mafia heir, not get pregnant with his baby. I stepped into his world as a challenger in a street race. Dario Marchetti, known as an unstoppable predator on the asphalt, is dangerous, alluring and the heir of the Marchetti Empire. My mission’s clear: infiltrate the mafia and bring them down. But as the engines revive, one look into his dark eyes and I know I’m in trouble. I’m inches away from victory when he almost runs me over the edge. He rescues me before the car slips into the abyss, and I’m gone with the wind. Then a mysterious invitation to a masquerade ...

My one-night stand has me on the run from a deadly hitman. Now is not the time to find out I’m pregnant. The Chicago mafia does not take arranged marriages lightly. So when my father promises me to the son of a powerful Don, I know my fate is sealed. I needed one last night of mindblowing passion. That’s when I met him. He had the body of a Greek god, And could charm the panties off any woman. I didn’t care what his name was, Chances are, I’d never see him again. Or so I thought... Because a few weeks later, that stranger turns out to be the man I’m engaged to. Anthony Giovanni: ...

One night with a Mafia Don… Two months later I’m pregnant… Three years of secrets. In the aftermath of a devastating attack on the hospital, I’m facing the man I thought I’d never see again. Dante Cortini, Don of the Cortini Mafia. The embodiment of dominance and magnetic charm. He’s a man of many secrets. And the father of my 3-year-old son. Haunted by the memory of our backbreaking passion, I'm thrust into the position of a live-in nurse for his ailing father. Our interactions crackle with intensity, smoldering glances and the promise of forbidden pleasures. I can't deny the ...

She's pregnant with my baby, now she's on the run. Nicolette was supposed to be a one night stand. She's the daughter of my brother's sworn enemy. But a few nights in a fancy hotel room changes everything. I heard Nicolette left town, running from the man that knocked her up. Except I'm the only man she's been with. If she's going to be the mother of my child, she belongs to me. I don't care how long I have to hunt her or what it takes to keep her. Nicolette Calvino will be mine. Savage Prince is the fourth book in The Valenti Crime Family series, featuring a morally grey anti-hero that ...

Pretty things aren’t meant to be broken. But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price. I’m her nightmare. I’m her savior. And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul.

Mistake #1: Stealing from a mob boss. Mistake #2: Getting pregnant with his baby. Mistake #3: Keeping that baby a secret. It’s been years since I crossed Domenic Caputo. He spared me, warning me never to return. But revenge is something I can’t resist… just like I can’t resist him. Domenic Caputo is a gorgeous, powerful mafioso. But there’s no way I’ll let him control me. Except in the bedroom. The one place I allowed myself to be utterly dominated. The night we shared left me with a precious secret. One that has his eyes. Now he hires me to track down a dangerous team of ...

If I knew he was Mafia…I would’ve never sat next to him. If I knew he’d be my captor…I would’ve never slept with him. And if I knew he’d be my savior...I wouldn’t have ever betrayed him. After the murder of my father and fearing I’m next, My cousin arranges a safe haven in New York until the killers are found. Flying first class, I’m seated next to Stefano Nitti. Tatted from the neck down, this bad boy is looking delicious. Confidence dances in his eyes as he flashes a sinful smile, And begins a playful banter that’s hard to ignore. He’s charismatic and witty, With a ...

I didn't know I was engaged. I didn't choose her. I have never met her. I don't even know her. But I'm duty bound to bed her and produce an heir . . . Catriona Today I met and married a stranger, Leland Lane, an exiled prince, my ex fiancé's older brother. I've been engaged to Lane's eldest son since I was born. It was Andrew . . .until just a few days ago when they discovered Leland, his eldest half brother and therefore my betrothed. The deal was to stay married for one year and a day, produce an heir then I'm free. But from the moment our eyes met I knew I was his. And he claimed my ...

"When everything was at its darkest, he came into her life and rescued her." Mikhail saved the girl from sleeping on the streets. Her bright smile was a violent contrast to the lethal darkness in his life. What should have been days under the same roof somehow turned into years. She was only ever supposed to be a small distraction, but the years passed and stole the young girl with the grateful smile leaving him with something worse. Someone older, someone soft and tempting. She thought he didn't know. She thought he couldn't feel how her eyes tracked his movements or how her forbidden ...

Roman Mashir was the man that stepped out of shadowed corners wearing a smile. Cruelty and laughter were synonymous in his world. Roman was the devil who caught your gaze and grinned back at you in your nightmares. Fear was what he liked to see, expected even—bright eyed infatuation was not. Rahina Chopra was persistent, annoying, naïve, and beyond foolish. While she danced happily in moonlight he was the devil who aimed his sights and pulled triggers. She had no business fluttering carelessly into his world, he had made too many enemies, laughed in the face of one too many dying men to ...