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Five hot and sexy romances that are sure to make your toes curl and give you all the feels. Sylvie Fox writes romance that will take you on an emotional roller coaster ride.

Divorced and done with her dry spell, Holly Prentice is ready to get back in the game. But with two conditions: her future mate can't be married to his career, and he has to have a couch. After one spontaneous and explosive night, Holly decides that her search for Mr. Right can wait. Nick can be Mr. Right Now. Nick has waited years for Holly. Now that she's dating again, he's determined to be the only man in her life. He wants what Holly wants: forever. Convincing her of that won't be easy....

I got the three a.m. call no one ever wants. After I fumbled and dropped the phone, I finally heard the news I’d always dreaded. My father was in the hospital. And I was in Europe 6,000 miles away from Los Angeles. I hopped one plane, then another. Then I was on a city bus to the hospital because I was stuck in LA without a car, which was like being in a river without a boat and without a paddle. The city wasn’t looking like it was going to be so lonely once I got the bus driver Max’s number, though.

From up here on stage, I can see her. Even with her first lady hair and Sunday school shoes, I can’t take my eyes off of her. The music starts. I swing my hips to the thumping bass. Oh, so slowly I slip one button through a hole, then another, then another. I ease the black silk from my shoulders and toss it right toward her. I watch her pale glossy lips form a big ‘O’ before she catches it like a major league baller. The flashing lights blind me. Between beats, I can see her blue eyes zeroed in below my waist.

The nights are hotter in Los Angeles. Hot and sexy romances. New adult for the next generation. This bundle contains the fourth and fifth titles in the LA Nights series.

Supposedly, a sex tape can make a Hollywood career. It killed mine. I was a child actress who didn’t fail miserably after puberty. I didn’t do drugs, rob a bank, or join a cult. I was the youngest actress to ever win an Academy Award. I was on the verge of a great career until one stupid night - caught on tape - brought it all crashing down on me. All I want is to be left alone with my dog...but I can’t keep my eyes or hands off the builder....

My life is full of secrets. Some I keep from my mom and dad. Some I keep from my best friend. Others I keep from everyone. But every waking moment is a reminder of one or another of my secrets. It’s all I can do to get up, go to work, care for my patients, and try to manage the best I can. No one tells you that hiding the truth will eat you up from the inside out almost as bad as a horrible cancer. Don’t worry about me, I cope.

Unlikely (Book 1): There are only two things Sophie Reid doesn’t do: lawyers and sex. When sexy lawyer Ryan Becker waltzes into her life, he persuades her to pursue their attraction. But a Hollywood union strikes, and Ryan and Sophie find themselves on opposite sides of the bargaining table. Can their sparks in the bedroom overcome their standoff in the boardroom?

A romance author joins Tinder to find true love. What could go wrong? •Left an abusive marriage. Check. •Did a heap of therapy. And meditation. And yoga. Check. •Got on Bumble. Got on OKCupid. Got on Tinder. Check. When I moved out, I took only the clothes I could carry, my writing desk, my office chair, and the books on my keeper shelf. Walking out of a two-decade-long marriage was the easy part. Getting my self-esteem back was much harder. Once I healed enough to realize I was okay, I was ready to start dating again. #50firstdates was born. Fifty dates seemed like enough to meet Mr. ...

I’m only afraid of one thing: earthquakes. But those never happen in Los Angeles - except when they do. I’m also afraid my mom and sister will be deported. Unlike me, they don’t have any papers. Maybe my biggest fear is that my husband - my very estranged husband - will finally give up on me and become my ex-husband. It’s not like I’ve done anything to build up his faith in me these last few years....

My mom cleaned the bathrooms of rich doctors and lawyers in Beverly Hills. Now, she’s retired without so much as a pension. I put on a suit, go to my top-floor office, and work 12 hours every day just to support her. After watching my mother being ordered around all day, I don’t like rich girls. I especially don’t like rich girls who go up against me at work. So why is this poor little rich girl and her new dog getting under my skin?