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As an only child, my mother wants me to get married…like, yesterday. But after my last two boyfriends cheated on me, I am done with dating, done with men, and done with romance. But I’d have better luck convincing my mom that the sky is green than getting her to understand I’m happy being single.

So falling in love with three hot guys all at the same time is a lot of fun. Obviously. Moving in together with all of them? That’s even better. Hot sex every night, with three men who worship the ground you walk on. Trust me, that’s amazing. I’d-probably-give-up-cookies-for-this amazing. And best of all…my men would never make me give up cookies. But that’s also a lot of personality under one roof. A cocky hockey star, a bossy billionaire, and a doctor who gives off big daddy energy do not all want the same things at the same time.

I was done for. Profoundly screwed. The issue, of course, was my assistant, Devereux. She was slowly but surely driving me crazy. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Hiring her was supposed to bring order to my life. Instead, she’d brought disorder. Chaos. Irritation. Malaise. Comfort. Exuberance. Delight. I was obsessed with her. Truly, irrevocably obsessed. She was stubborn. Standoffish. Painfully honest. Take no prisoners efficient.

I’m in love with a villain. Ice-cold smile, shiny collection of scalpels, and he’s ravenous to use them on me. Joke's on you, mad scientist. I've been trying to cut this sickness out of me since forever. Not all scars are in a place that you can see. In your frigid alien embrace, I've found myself, so why the hesitation in those pretty silver eyes? You’re the big bad conqueror. I’m just an ordinary human. Right? Put me in your maze. Let the experiments begin...

Brax Adler is a complete liar. He’s also the love of my life. So when he ends up in my emergency room after a car accident, I can’t resist helping him—but only long enough to get him healed. And then I’m out of there. He’s broken my heart before. I’m not giving him the chance to do it again. But the more time I spend with him, the more it feels like coming home again. He swears he’s changed and that we can start fresh. And it feels so good to be in his arms.

London Ambrose is a spoiled billionaire’s daughter. And now she’s the new co-owner of the Seattle football team, but that doesn’t mean that she knows diddly squat about football. There’s nothing I hate more than having someone micromanaging me, shadowing my every move, and giving me their two cents on every little thing, as I coach my defensive line. I don’t care about new team jerseys and branding or answering her million and one questions about how I do my job. But I can’t help but come to her defense when an old flame shows up and starts harassing her.

Ridge Cooper did what he had to do to protect his sister, and everyone watched as America’s football king lost it all. Only the people closest to him know the truth, and he doesn’t care if the rest of the world hates him as long as they leave him alone. His mysterious new assistant is tearing down his walls and digging up his secrets, and for once, he wants to let someone in.

The rules were simple. Ditch my past for a fresh start in Finn River. Keep my head down, work hard, and stay out of trouble. But trouble has a name: Kirilee St. Claire. She’s sweet and feisty, with legs for days and a wicked stubborn streak that turns my crank. She’s also my new boss’s daughter, wealthy, educated, and way out of my league. And…engaged to a jerk.

I've loved Maeve Wilder my whole life. She's never seen me as more than a friend but that's my fault. By the time I was brave enough to confess my feelings, I was too late. She met the man she would marry and it wasn't me. I missed my chance. Now we're in our thirties, still the best of friends, and I've made peace with the fact my unrequited love will never amount to more than a wild crush. Mostly. But when her husband walks out—leaving her to raise their three children alone, I'm the one who is there to pick up the pieces.

Luca Would you risk it all—your career, your dream, your life—to save a stranger? I would. I did. Except, in saving her, I destroyed any chance at living out the future I was destined for. They say what I did was reckless. What they don’t know is that I’d do it all again if it meant meeting her. My bellezza.

The day I left Wilder Valley, I swore I’d never return. My dreams were too big for this small town, and I was determined to make it in LA, even if that meant leaving behind the man I loved. Now I’m back, brokenhearted and publicly humiliated after a colossal breakup live-streamed to the masses. I have no career or money to show for my 23 years away. If I could hide out anywhere else on the planet, I would. Instead, I resort to taking the only job in town. A nanny gig for my high school sweetheart.

So let me get this straight... For the next few days I’ve got myself a grumpy fake husband who’s also kind of my...bodyguard? I guess that’s a better way to spend the weekend than binge-watching reality television, especially since it’s kind of my fault we’re on the run from the mob and I need a protector.

Maddix Hart is defiant and intelligent. Loyal and real. Determined and sexy. And damn it to hell, before I know it, she’s in my head, in our bed . . . and if I’m not careful, she’ll see there’s more to me than the man I show the public. She’ll discover the man I hide from the world. The one who struggles to live up to the unrealistic expectations that should never have been mine.

From the moment I first saw Caleb, I knew he belonged to me. And I knew I’d have to save him—because how else does the girl nobody wants win over the boy beloved by all? Nothing about his life or mine has gone to plan. He’s isolated and miserable. I’ve got a vindictive ex, two young kids, and more problems than I can count. But what hasn’t changed is this: It still feels like he’s mine. And it sure looks like he’s in need of saving.

I arrive at my workplace with my armor in place and a professional smile on my face, but Seth Crawford is not what I expected. He doesn’t look like a CEO or act like a CEO, and he doesn’t treat me like he’s the CEO. And when I accompany him on a business trip, he shows me what it would be like to be more than his assistant.

Aiden and Sarah’s book is the next standalone in the Wilder Valley series. This second chance, small town, single parent romance features a couple in their forties reconnecting after almost two decades apart.

I’m a hopeless romantic who loves making love, and I often fall for guys who don’t want to be serious. So, I promise myself no more one-night stands and no more heartbreak. But when I sneak away from a boring work party, only to end up sleeping with the handsome guy from the hotel bar, I fail at the first step in my new plan. When I get up in the morning, I stick to my strategy, and I don’t ask for his phone number or his last name. Even if he did give me a night I’ll never forget, I’m determined to be strong. Except he turns out to be my new roommate, and now, he’s living with me.

At this point in my life, I’ve accepted that I’m going to die alone. But I’d rather be single than be with someone who wants to change me from being a strong woman to a submissive one. And Sebastian Creed is all alpha, all the time. Planning this fundraiser with him is going to be a challenge because he’s not willing to give in and neither am I. But our libidos don’t get the message, and soon, our butting heads turns to bumping uglies. Except the more we have sex, the more a part of me wants to lose all control.

Fate brought us together. Our love was written in the stars. But she was no stargazer. I would do anything for her. Protect her at all costs. She’s a dragon. She thinks the world is out to get her. I wish I could tell her that everything was going to be okay.

After my husband and I split, he ignored our divorce decree and hasn’t paid me a single dime owed to me. But when my former brother-in-law tells me he needs a fake wife to get his inheritance and save the family business from my ex’s hands, I can’t volunteer fast enough.