He may make her geeky heart beat faster, but Abby’s crush on Zane needs to die. Not only is he her best friend’s twin - an epic violation of friend code - but he’s her total opposite. Oh, and right now? He’s also her client. Zane’s startup has enough headaches. He doesn’t need the added stress of having his sister’s irritatingly adorable friend taking over his office and getting under his skin - in more ways than one. His company’s launch may rest on Abby’s shoulders, but the cost to Zane’s sanity and his heart might be too high.

Sterling James is a rock star with the bad boy reputation you'd expect. That negative image needs to go if he wants to keep his career on the map. But hiring a gorgeous, feisty strategist is more distraction than help. Especially when they're sharing the confines of his tour bus. Reese is a successful social media strategist but fixing the PR mess of her teenage crush might be too much. After a rocky start, Reese needs to keep the boundaries between them clear. Even when her feelings are anything but professional. 

Conor Brady is the hottest man I have ever laid eyes on. Ever. He’s also my new roommate. In the past few days, I became jobless, homeless, and boyfriendless. So, I did what any 28-year-old woman with her life together would do: I ran. Far, far away from my life in New York and straight to my big brother’s house in Atlanta. Only, it turns out that my brother is away on a business trip. And he failed to tell me that a full-on, godlike hottie - who happens to be a premier house flipper - has taken up residence in the spare bedroom while his enormous new house is being renovated.

An unexpected steamy yet laugh-out-loud royal romance.

Ryot Bisley is my husband. Yes, the former third baseman for the Chicago Rebels and absolute heartthrob of the Windy City. That Ryot Bisley. The first time I ran into him, he was grumpy, a horrific host, and left me on his sofa with nothing but a nylon baseball flag to use as a blanket.

I’ve sworn off men to focus on my dream job that starts on Monday. But my best friend talks me into a final night of fun—a blind date. I only agree because the guy is going to work as a doctor in Africa. It’s the best date of my life. Dr. Africa makes me laugh and swoon, and I want to give him a thorough physical examination. He turns into Dr. One Night Stand, and I’m not sad about it. Monday morning, I’m enthusiastic and excited, until I bump into...you guessed it.

Confession: I'm attracted to my student's dad. Let me give you Tyler Dixon's resume: thoughtful, manly, father of the year, widower, ridiculously attractive (basically the opposite of a dad bod). This might sound like good news for someone like me—someone who dreams of getting married and becoming a mom—but it's not. Getting involved with a parent is a ground for immediate removal at my school, and right now, my fragile heart can't handle being fired. My mom just died. My boyfriend broke up with me, and to top it all off, my dad started dating again.

Winnifred Gobaldi and Byron Visser are not best friends. Yes, they’ve known each other for years, but they’re not even friendly. Winnie considers them more like casual, distant acquaintances who find each other barely tolerable, especially when he's being condescending (which is all the time). The truth is, they have nothing in common. She’s a public school science teacher with stars in her eyes, and he’s a pretentious, joyless double PhD turned world-famous best-selling fiction author. 

Hardworking Isabelle Cook has a serious problem. Her family farm, site of Tilikum’s Christmas Village, is in trouble. Big trouble. And worst of all? The man trying to buy it is none other than the grumpiest, grinchiest man of them all—Elias Stoneheart.

In truth, it probably didn’t help that I showed up dressed like an elf but that’s a story for another time. Our start was rocky at best which is why it’s so frustrating that I can’t stop thinking about his sexy British accent. Or the way his chest and arms fill out his suit. Or his perfect hair with that single streak of grey at the front.

Every person has that one thing they’re known for, and it doesn’t matter what you do, that one thing—whether good or bad—follows you around like a bloodhound for the rest of your life. Tragically for me, it’s a story I wrote when I was 15, based on a real person, Reece Cavanaugh. And guess what? He grew up to be a pirate—okay, lawyer. Same thing. To make matters worse, the man is representing my ex-fiancé. But the more I get to know Reece—the real version, not the imaginary one who ravishes me—I can’t help but wish we could roll around in the sand together.

I, Cooper Rock, baseball god, worshipper of women, hometown hero, beloved son and brother, and owner of a well-deserved ego, have always reached for the stars. Usually in baseball. In love? Nah. When you’ve played the field as much as I have and haven’t been bit by the bug, you’re immune. Or so I thought until she walked back into my life.

“Have dinner with me.” Four words. That was all Travis Maxwell needed to charm me, even though I’d just met him. In my defense, we were kind of stuck together, and he was the hottest man I’d laid eyes on. We spent a glorious week together, knowing we'd go our separate ways in the end.

With this hockey season on the line, I can’t afford any distractions. And a dating reality show is one huge distraction. But there's a surefire way to get out of this dating show contract. All I have to do is get married.

I realize that a social media post isn’t the usual way to secure a date to your honeymoon—for obvious reasons—but here we are. My wedding was canceled. What’s not canceled is the nonrefundable, ten-thousand-dollar all-inclusive vacation at a luxury resort, and I’m not about to let it go to waste.

After graduation, I thought I’d be off to grad school, doing research on my favorite poet. Instead, I’m renovating my late grandmother’s home and posting about the process on Instagram. Talk about a detour… But here I am. Turning Gran’s beach house into a bed and breakfast; a process that would be a lot easier if I didn’t have to deal with the grumpy lawyer living next door. It doesn’t help that the night Jake and I met, I got a little tipsy, and he had to carry me back to my hotel.

He may make her geeky heart beat faster, but Abby’s crush on Zane needs to die. Not only is he her best friend’s twin - an epic violation of friend code - but he’s her total opposite. Oh, and right now? He’s also her client. Zane’s startup has enough headaches. He doesn’t need the added stress of having his sister’s irritatingly adorable friend taking over his office and getting under his skin - in more ways than one. His company’s launch may rest on Abby’s shoulders, but the cost to Zane’s sanity and his heart might be too high.

Sterling James is a rock star with the bad boy reputation you'd expect. That negative image needs to go if he wants to keep his career on the map. But hiring a gorgeous, feisty strategist is more distraction than help. Especially when they're sharing the confines of his tour bus. Reese is a successful social media strategist but fixing the PR mess of her teenage crush might be too much. After a rocky start, Reese needs to keep the boundaries between them clear. Even when her feelings are anything but professional. 

I am not that woman. The one who falls for her much older, extremely handsome, and totally unavailable boss. That’s what I keep telling myself, anyway. I’ve watched the other women in the office fawn over Gavin, who just so happens to be one of Texas’ richest and most desirable bachelors.

A month ago, my identity as Dr. Love was a secret. A month ago, I thought I was getting engaged. A month ago, I wasn’t stuck with the guy who hates me most in the world. Now…if I don’t make nice with my number-one hater, I might lose my book deal. Without that, I’m not sure what I have left. But when I’m forced on a publicity tour with everyone’s favorite guy, the guy who says I ruined his relationship, I didn’t know how low I could go. You would think after a while, I would hate him too. And you would be very, very wrong...

Confession: I'm attracted to my student's dad. Let me give you Tyler Dixon's resume: thoughtful, manly, father of the year, widower, ridiculously attractive (basically the opposite of a dad bod). This might sound like good news for someone like me—someone who dreams of getting married and becoming a mom—but it's not. Getting involved with a parent is a ground for immediate removal at my school, and right now, my fragile heart can't handle being fired. My mom just died. My boyfriend broke up with me, and to top it all off, my dad started dating again.

What happens when the man I love to hate becomes the man I must pretend to love? I can’t seem to escape Thayden Walker and his infuriating charm. Even his mother and his Great Dane seem bent on playing matchmaker. But I’m totally immune. Until I'm presented with an offer that puts my ability to withstand him to the test. If I marry Thayden, all my student debt goes poof, and he'll take over the family firm. There’s so much more at stake than money or a job, especially when I start to see the man beneath the mask. Playing house with Thayden is the most dangerous game of all.

My mom is clawing her way out of a massive amount of medical debt. So, in addition to being an active-duty Marine, I'm also working security for my friend's matchmaking company to help her out as much as I can. Then one night, a gorgeous and mysterious woman needs my help evading a group of well-dressed men who are after her. I don't question it, I just get her out of there. Then I find out she's the princess of a small country, and she wants to leave her royal duties behind. She doesn't want to go back. I don't want to give her up. Now what?

I was one of the top quarterbacks in the league, riding high after scoring a lucrative deal with the DC Rockets. Fans adored me, sponsors wanted me, and women, well, they were eager to date me. Except my life revolved around football, not falling in love. Until I saw her. I’d just scored the winning touchdown, sending the Rockets into the playoffs and ending the Virginia Thunder’s season. I spiked the ball and basked in the fans’ cheers. I’d done it. But then I took off my helmet and locked eyes with a gorgeous blonde.

A bidding war is expected for the hand of Richard, Prince of Wales. Several billionaires are keen to pay a huge amount of money to ensure that their daughter is the one chosen to marry the prince and become the next queen. But it's the 21st-century, and surely such a thing as selling one's son is no longer an acceptable practice? The queen believes that she has no choice. It doesn't matter that Richard loves someone else. It doesn't matter that the lucky heiress will make an unsuitable member of the royal family, and certainly a far from perfect future queen. Richard must marry her.