NY-tough agency owner Juliana Emerson has never taken no for an answer. So after choosing the ultimate donor to father her child, and then learning his sample was lost? She takes matters into her own hands, as usual.

When Payton takes a Corruption Quiz with her friend Kennedy, she scores abysmally low. So low she decides to spice up her life a bit—especially when the two friends place a bet as to who can most improve their score over the next 30 days.

They're the three hottest guys in the office. Gorgeous, hard-bodied loners who always spend the holidays together, traveling to exotic places for excitement and fun. Only, this year, they invited me. When I took the place of Desmond's ex-girlfriend on the guys' annual trip, I didn't expect much more than a fun time. But then, I found Emma's journal and read all about the molten adventures she'd experienced with all three of them.

We were supposed to be reaping the fruits of our labor, an all-girls trip to a breathtaking beachside villa in Tahiti. But when my ex-teammates bail at the last minute, I'm stuck in a double-booked villa with our fiercest - and most gorgeous - of competitors. Differences are eventually set aside, rivalries forgotten as the four of us settle in for a sun-soaked week of overwhelming temptation. But when a molten-hot game of Truth or Dare allows me to unravel the guys' darkest, most butterfly-inducing of secrets? I'm ready to let them take me places I've only dreamed of going before.

Dumped just weeks before Christmas, personal shopper Holly doesn't feel so merry. But when she takes on a trio of gorgeous new clients, all looking to avoid the holiday rush? Things might be very jolly after all. A Texas transplant in New York City, Holly loves being surrounded by the beauty and enchantment of the holidays. But when temptation strikes in the form of three hunky clients, all hellbent on taking her on the most romantic of all Christmas dates? A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

My days are spent in the Burn Unit at the hospital I work as a nurse at, supporting those who have kissed the red hot flames that consumed their world and survived to tell the tale. Until the tables are turned and I am now the one in the hospital bed after being rescued by three firefighters. Their silhouettes appeared in the darkest moment of my life, pulling me out of the shadows I had been living in. Now when I have nothing and no one, they insist I can lean on them.

Hot bullies, busted cars, and the party of the year. On an endless loop. I don’t know how, but I’m living today over and over again. Every year, the town of Devil Springs holds a celebration known as Devils’ Day. There’s no magic, but there might as well be: We wear masks, we play tricks, we party hard. Every year, the students of Crescent Reform School party the hardest. They’re the lewdest, the most wanton, ribald, and lascivious.

Three US Navy SEALs. One lucky nanny. I lied my way into a Lakers suite to get closer to the game. I had no idea I was messing with a bunch of Navy SEALs. But the three gorgeous, powerful men aren't angry. In fact, they want to offer me a job. Rogan, the tall, dark, and handsome commander who goes the extra mile by visiting my hotel and convincing me to take the job. Brady, the Boston goofball whose dirty jokes and naughty smiles send an excited shiver up my spine. Asher, the freckled blond sweetheart who specializes in combat intelligence.

I finally landed a date with the swooniest, most gorgeous fireman in town. But just when our date was going well, he got called back to the firehouse. Turns out a baby was left on the fire station doorstep. And since they’re clueless about taking care of a baby, they recruit me to help. Now I’m crashing at the firehouse with them. Three hulking, chiseled heroes in suspenders. And even though I came here to take care of the baby, they soon turn their sights on me...

For my senior year of college, I’m renting a bedroom in a house with three other girls. So it’s a huge shock when I move in and discover...that my roommates are three swoony guys. As if that wasn’t bad enough: I almost hooked up with two of them last night.

OnlyFans was just a steamy side-hustle to earn some extra cash. Once I saved up enough money for a house, I was going to put away my webcam for good. But when my boss Michael Bauer stumbled upon my page after a bachelor party? He became my biggest fan.

I wish that’s what the ad had said. Because it was a huge surprise when I was picked up for my interview in a freaking helicopter. Now I’m nannying the children of Braxton Nash, the young, fearless billionaire in charge of Nash Capital. But at night? He has more exciting plans for me. And that’s not the only fringe benefit of this job. The billionaire wants to share me with his two friends. Adam Sizemore: the lean, boyishly-handsome personal assistant with a sharp mind and even sharper tongue.

My car broke down on an icy road in the middle of nowhere. I’ve got no money in the bank, no place to stay, and no food for my kids. Can it get any worse? Sure. A police car pulls up. The county sheriff calls his twin brother to tow my car for repairs that'll probably cost more than the beater is worth. They say don’t worry about it. They only want to help. Sure they do. These gorgeous guys just happen to have two friends who own a luxurious motel called Little Cypress Lodge.

Dr. Devlin Dane has had his sights set on my panties for months. But I've done a stellar job of fending him off. As Mercy Medical's most eligible bachelor, he has no problem in the panty-dropping department. He's tall, dark, and inked all over. I get the appeal; I'm not dead. I'm not stupid either. He's a walking heartbreak waiting to happen. But when Reese Dane comes crashing into my life - literally- the game suddenly changes. The two have an unstoppable pull like centrifugal force.

Drew Forrester is a total adrenaline junkie. His high of choice? Cars. The faster, the better. He's been making waves in Maryland's underground racing circuit since he crossed the state line, and after speaking with him, we know he's not hitting the brakes anytime soon. So what exactly does it take to burn rubber and make a name for yourself in a world where the only rule is that there are no rules? You gotta be hungry. You gotta have balls. And you can never back down.