I’ve never walked down the aisle, but I get paid to stand beside it. Why, I’m a wedding planner is beyond me. Oh, yeah. I love the pretty dresses, the food, the glamour, and glitz. Getting dressed up and owning the night, though I always go home alone. It’s a weird setup. Being in business is all I’ve ever wanted, and yet, the one I chose depresses me beyond belief. 

She’s completely off limits, or so I’m told. My best friend’s little sister. Hot, curvy, and soon to be mine. And to say the least, she’s fiery mad. Her brother is willing to sell out their family business to me, and he’s right for doing it. I’m a billionaire. Hello. Little did I know that this beautiful vixen is about to jack my world up. There’s one trinket I want most in the world for my collection, and guess who just bought it? Right. Her.

A major cosmetics company is looking for America’s next sweetheart to be their perfume cover girl, and honey, that just ain’t me. Or I didn’t think it was. My brother offered me a chunk of change to behave in our family-owned restaurant for one day, and that’s the day handsome walked back into my life. My brother’s best friend from school. But he’s a big shot now, working for the billionaire owner of this company that’s offering me a shot. And the old man doesn’t have an heir, so my handsome first love is in line for the jackpot.

He’s moody, stubborn, and quite possibly the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen quite a few, but this one...I’ve been watching him since freshman year of college. Word on the street is that he thinks women are too needy, too catty, and overall pains in the butt. He’s about to meet his match.

The Santas are striking, and it’s costing me my job. Good thing I’m marketable, even to the wrong guy. My best friend’s twin from high school is in need of someone with my talents to pull off the big opening at his ski resort in Vail. The handsome playboy with more one-night stands than the local motel happens to be my childhood sweetheart. In his mind, I’m the one that got away. Right, buddy. If I recall it right, it was him that ran like his ass was on fire while I nursed a broken heart.

We woke up the next morning with more than we bargained for - wedding rings. Too bad I don’t believe in true love. I’d feel bad about it, but she’s got a strong opinion of me too. I’m a perpetual bachelor from her perspective. Crazily enough, this could work out for both of us. I need someone to keep my traditional Greek family from nagging me about settling down, and she could use some cash for reasons she doesn’t want to share. I know a good deal when I see one. And if she wants to end up in my bed all over again, all the better.

My ex-love affair just showed up again, now as my boss. He’s the last person I want in my life. Namely because I’ve been hiding a secret from him. My kiddo. His kiddo. Ours. This possessive alpha male is impossible to pleasure and hot as sin. Being a billionaire, he decided to buy up the tax firm I’m at the top of the ladder with. So now I answer to him. And of course, he’s cocky enough to make immediate changes during our busiest time of the year.

I’m thinking it’s finally got to be my turn. I've got no man and no money. Nothing but a personality and a smile. But maybe that's enough this time. The richest guy in New York is looking for a secretary, and lucky for me, he’s young and as hot as sin. Too bad he’s an alpha asshole rich boy who’s stuck on himself. Nothing I do is right. Throw in a crazy ex and a father that can’t stand anything that breathes in his personal space, and I. Am. Out. He can find someone else to take notes and get his coffee. I’m fine being broke and single. I’ve gotten good at it.

Get married. Have a child. These are the only two rules to get my inheritance. Neither of which I want. My billionaire life doesn’t play well with either idea. But no one asked me. My father’s company is up for grabs, and whichever of my brothers makes it to the finish line first wins. In no time, I’ve found the perfect woman to play my fake fiancée, while I figure things out. Beautiful. Smart. Strong. Everything I crave in a relationship and more. But there’s a problem. She’s got a past I can’t ignore. 

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.

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The first time I met Hudson Rothschild was at a wedding. I’d received an unexpected invitation to one of the swankiest venues in the city. Hudson was a groomsman and quite possibly the most gorgeous man I’d ever laid eyes on. He asked me to dance, and our chemistry was off the charts. I knew it wasn’t a good idea to get involved with him, considering the wedding I was at. But our connection was intense, and I was having a great time. Though the fun came to a screeching halt when Hudson figured out I wasn’t who I’d said I was.

Hockey star Max Yearwood was everything I needed at the time - fun, sexy, up for anything, and only around for a few months, since he’d signed with a new team 3,000 miles away. Max proposed we spend the summer helping me forget my ex. It sounded like a good plan. Things couldn’t get too serious when we had an expiration date. Right? Though, you know what they say about the best-laid plans. 

Mister McHottie is the hilariously sexy prequel to the Copper Valley Thrusters series, where you’ll first meet the twin tank hockey players who inspired the next books. It comes complete with an organic happy-ever-after (or seven), a Bratwurst Wagon, ill-advised office pranks between a billionaire boss and the woman he tormented as a child, and no cheating or cliffhangers.

CEO millionaire Max Fletcher is a single dad in desperate need of a nanny. Cozy Barlow is in the middle of her self-appointed “gap year” and doing everything she can to detach from her past. But when her sister begs her to interview for the nanny position of a high-maintenance client, she doesn’t have a good enough reason to say no. And when Max locks eyes on the 20-something in a tie-dye sweat suit who pitches the idea of daydreaming all summer—he prepares to give this bad nanny the boot.

I never expected this. I didn’t want to go to another fraternity party, but when my friend pulls me in, I somehow find myself hiding in a corner with...him.  Dillon Connolly, the smirking, so-called good guy with the shadows in his eyes. A single glance, a sweet smile, and I let myself have one night of giving in. Only I have to promise myself not to fall in love. No matter the cost. 

Gemma Summers is unlucky in love. She's known it since third grade, when her first crush blew a spitball into her hair, and a decade-long string of bad dates, boring sex, and abysmal morning afters has done nothing to improve her prospects. But when a random radio call-in contest lands her courtside tickets to the hottest playoff game of the season, Gemma's luck may finally be on the upswing, even if it doesn't exactly seem like it when the dreaded Jumbotron kiss cam lands on her and her date.

The first time I saw Brinley Knox, she was crying, draped in a ridiculous pink tulle dress for her sweet 16, and cursing the boy who’d broken her heart. I was the hired help, a teenage charity case. She was the daughter of the wealthiest family in Orchid Valley. I knew a girl like Brinley was off-limits. That didn’t stop me from kissing her. Or from promising that if she were ever mine, I’d never let her go.

My contract is up with the Carolina Comets this year, and I need to get it together if I want to stay with the team. I need relaxation, not a relationship. But when I’m scrolling on a dating app and stumble across the pretty girl who almost ran me over, I know I can’t let her walk away this time. Harper is funny, smart, and doesn’t care about hockey. I’m not supposed to be focusing on anything other than my career, yet I can’t get Harper off my mind. I know I shouldn’t fall for her…but I think I already have.

Get married. Have a child. These are the only two rules to get my inheritance. Neither of which I want. My billionaire life doesn’t play well with either idea. But no one asked me. My father’s company is up for grabs, and whichever of my brothers makes it to the finish line first wins. In no time, I’ve found the perfect woman to play my fake fiancée, while I figure things out. Beautiful. Smart. Strong. Everything I crave in a relationship and more. But there’s a problem. She’s got a past I can’t ignore. 

Can’t find love? Good. I’m your guy. I mean, not your guy per se, but the guy to find you the love of your life. I’m the best damn matchmaker there ever was. Except when it comes to my own life. Why bother? I’m too busy setting up other couples and enjoying success anyway. 

In Maid for the Billionaire Dominic Corisi knew instantly that Abigail Dartley was just the distraction he was looking for, especially since having her took a bit more persuading than he was used to. So when business forces him to fly to China, he decides to take her with him, but on his terms. No promises. No complications. Just sex. Abby has always been the responsible one. She doesn't believe in taking risks; especially when it comes to men - until she meets Dominic.

How in the world can someone tell a million romance tales and not have love? But then, like in chapter 20 in a good book, it happens. She walks up while I’m deep in thought and bam! It was a dimly lit bar and a rainy night. As soon as I laid eyes on her, a muse formed in my mind, and I had to talk to her. What? I’m a romance writer. Cut me some slack! Little did I know, though I should have, she rocked my world in ways I couldn’t create on paper or otherwise. She’d been with a lot of Mr. Wrongs, but maybe, just maybe, it was time for her to find Mr. Write.

She was my best friend's little sister, which meant she was off limits, but I couldn’t help myself. I never could when it came to her, and in the end, I left town and made something of my myself. Ten years later and I'm one of the richest men in the world. I have everything I ever wanted...except for her.

Braxton Whitmore needs a change. After leaving the Marines, he’s free to build a new life. But is he gonna be a baker? Really? When his buddy inherits a decrepit bar and proposes they partner up to turn it into a bakery, Brax figures, "Why not?" Until his ex comes walking in. Mia Whitmore has built a new life for herself, far from the heartbreak and secrets that tore her marriage apart. The last thing she expects is for her estranged husband to be business partners with her latest client. Or for Brax to think they’re already divorced.

What happens in Vegas doesn't always stay there. I would know. I'm coming home with a brand-new ring on my finger. My wife: Ryan Bell. We're polar opposites. She's sunshine and happiness. I'm grumpy and scarred—literally. We could get it annulled and no one would be the wiser. Only problem? We posted about it online, and it's already making headlines. I can't afford to get that kind of attention and tank my career, and Ryan needs my help too. We make a plan: stay married for one year, play our roles, and divorce amicably at the end. No harm, no foul.

I’m thinking it’s finally got to be my turn. I've got no man and no money. Nothing but a personality and a smile. But maybe that's enough this time. The richest guy in New York is looking for a secretary, and lucky for me, he’s young and as hot as sin. Too bad he’s an alpha asshole rich boy who’s stuck on himself. Nothing I do is right. Throw in a crazy ex and a father that can’t stand anything that breathes in his personal space, and I. Am. Out. He can find someone else to take notes and get his coffee. I’m fine being broke and single. I’ve gotten good at it.

Want the most romantic honeymoon experience you can get? I’m your gal. Unfortunately, it isn’t by experience that I know these things. Love doesn’t come easily to an overworked type-A planner who manages romance at the most luxurious resort in the Virgin Islands. I have far too many boxes to check to be checking out anything but forms, schedules, and rose petals. For the longest time, my career has been my ultimate dream and filled me up. Love was for others who needed a partner in life to get by, but not me. Until a class-A hottie shows up and knocks me off my feet—literally.

They call me a player. A joker. The guy always down for a good time. But if they knew the secrets I’ve been keeping, they’d call me something else entirely. For the last two years, I’ve been buried in shame, numbing the pain with various vices. Drowning in self-hatred and concealing it with a smile. I had a system in place, a surety that no one would learn the truth. Then Sydney Carrington came waltzing back into my life.

I'm burnt out on love, but Grace Winters is the funniest—and most attractive—woman I've ever met. Too bad Creekville is just a detour for her. I get it. But when I recruit her to help me build a booth for the town's biggest event of the year, I learn just how irresistible she is. And if that's not bad enough, when I talk her into fake dating to convince my boss I'm ready for a promotion, we share an unplanned kiss that blurs every line we've drawn.