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He's off-limits, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to string him up like tinsel on a Christmas tree and have my merry way with him! This Christmas, I'm heading home for some quality family time. The only hitch? York Steele, the heartthrob center for the Colorado Blizzard hockey team, will be there too. My dad's been the Blizzard's coach for as long as I can remember, and York is his prized player. So, I'll be spending the holidays sipping peppermint mochas and trying not to imagine York as my very own gift under the tree.

Falling for your grumpy neighbor? That's rule number one in the book of what not to do. Seriously, who could ever be into Shepherd Atwood, the king of grouchiness? Apparently, me. In a bid to prove that my love life isn't a complete disaster, fate throws me a curveball, and Shepherd offers to help. One magical night later, I thought maybe, just maybe, this prickly guy had a heart after all. But then, poof! He vanishes for months. Now, I've got a surprise of my own—a baby on the way.

Things change. Sometimes not for the better. Xavier is no longer the maid’s son. Or my best friend. Now he’s wealthy and powerful—the dark don, in charge of one of the largest corporations in the world. I never expected the boy who always saved me to be the man who kidnaps me.

"Wanted: Husband—ASAP!" My dad's will has one major hiccup: I need a husband to keep the ranch that's been my life's work. Forget that I've been running this place solo for years—now, it's wedding bells or bust. There's just one small issue: no groom in sight, and the clock's ticking down faster than a herd of wild mustangs. Enter Callum Atwood—handsome, rugged, and willing to say "I do" to save my ranch. In my panic, I don't think twice. Mission: Marry Callum. Save the ranch. Easy, right?

Picture this: I've got five brothers, and I'm the only girl. Standing out isn't easy. So, when I pitched my genius idea for jazzing up our family establishment, Atta Boy Brewery, you can bet he wasn't on board. Maybe he thinks I'm too much of a risk, or maybe he's just protecting his turf. The best friend? Griffin Cole, the hotshot chef and my brother's lifelong buddy. When I suggested turning a dusty storage room of the brewery into a party zone, I didn't expect Griffin to have my back. Suddenly, we're cooking up more than just great beer ideas together.

From USA Today best-selling author Logan Chance comes a new stand-alone about a priest and the woman who captivates him. I’m a single mother who lost custody of my son. Every night without him feels like a dagger to the heart, but I won’t give up. My ex is a lawyer and a powerhouse, someone unbeatable. I need to clean up my image, so I turn to the last place I thought would help—church. That’s where I meet Father Carmichael. Gorgeous. Untouchable. Completely forbidden. I thought I was getting my life back together, but instead, he pulls me into a dangerous game.

Ellis Atwood is the devil. Ok, maybe that’s too harsh. Ellis Atwood is ruining my life. First, he demolishes a perfectly good wedding trellis. Second, he destroys a gorgeous doggie wedding that I spent ages planning. (I kid you not.) Third, he makes me feel all warm and fuzzy, and that is not ok. I prefer the cold and harsh way my fiancé makes me feel so much better. (Wait, that didn’t come out right.) Fourth, and there is a fourth, he gets me all wound up and flustered.

I've always lived by one major rule, don't fall for your best friend, and this is one rule I can't break. I'm supposed to write an article about a topic so scandalous, I can't even say it. Starts with B, followed by DSM. I know nothing about the lifestyle, so I'm committed to learning the ropes—pun intended. When my best guy friend offers his help, I happily accept. Paxton Atwood might be ridiculously handsome, but we're platonic and there will be rules to follow. #1 No kissing. #2 Keep our undies on. #3 No actual boinking!

Here comes the bride, all dressed in lies. Love and cherish are not in Gabriel Prince’s vocabulary. He’s used to getting what he wants, and what he wants is me—as his bride. I won’t give in to Gabriel’s undeniable sex appeal. I won’t fall for his charm. He won’t lift my veil of secrets. I promise to make his billionaire life miserable until he has no choice but to get rid of me.

They call me a playboy. Sure, I like to have fun with the opposite sex, but hey, in my line of work, who wouldn't? Name's Jonah and I work for Bunny Hunnies, a swimsuit magazine. Calling the shots, and taking pictures of gorgeous women is every man's fantasy, including mine. That is, until Chelsea Sincock walks onto the set of one of my shoots. I've known Chelsea since before she was this hot as hell vixen wearing nothing but a bikini.

It's not everyday you have the number one box office star in your car. Actually, not any day for someone like me, Nova Sparks, a plain Jane hair stylist. And the real kick in the rear end? Not only will he be in my car, in a few weeks, he’ll be in my life—as my stepbrother. Fate has brought Ethan Hale into my small Montana world and kept him unattainable. How’s that for cruel? Now I’m stuck being near him. Stuck with the tabloids and paparazzi. Stuck with these feelings I shouldn’t be having. The only way to get unstuck is accept I can’t have him and send him back to Hollywood.

They call me a heartbreaker. I've constructed the exact type of life I want for myself--isolated from feelings, and numb to the world. Running from my own fears. Pretending I own the world. I get paid to be an asshole. Easiest money I've ever mad. Until I get paid to be an ass to her. She's the one person who digs beneath the layers to see the truth hiding there. Being paid to break her heart may be the hardest job I've ever done.

From USA Today bestselling author Logan Chance comes a wickedly funny rom-com that'll have you laughing out loud one minute and swooning the next. What happens when you fall for your ex-boyfriend's younger brother? Everyone has secrets. Even me, the quiet bookworm who owns the small town bookstore. But my secret? It's a doozy. I've never experienced the big-O. Yep, no man has ever made me see fireworks. I thought I'd take this secret to my grave until my ex-boyfriend's younger brother waltzes into my shop and catches me making a wish on a star.

Thanks to podcaster gossip, my firm thinks I’m not a good fit for the high-profile case of my dreams. They want someone in a committed relationship. Stone Ages, right? So, I lie and mention I'm dating the charismatic billionaire, Roman Thorne—my brother's best friend and my secret crush. Dating Roman is totally off limits, but fake dating could be the answer. Finally having a reason to touch the man that stars in my fantasies without ruining our friendship is an added bonus.

He's a danger on and off the track. Danger Hudson has made a career out of doing things the hard way. The tabloids have nicknamed him the 'Bad Boy of Racing' and he proves them right at every turn. Wild parties. Fast women. And even faster cars. Until his manager finally slams the brakes and hatches an absurd plan to calm the press—pretend to be engaged to Monterey Grander, the drop-dead gorgeous daughter of the team's owner.

I’m a merciless killer. A hitman with one last job before I can quit and do what I really want with my life. It should be simple. Go to a club, find my mark, and shoot. But when I get there, things get hard. Pun intended. It’s impossible to ignore the intense, blue eyes gazing at me from the group of women on stage being sold to the highest bidder. Something primal ignites inside me the longer I stare at her. She needs me to protect her. On a snap decision, I place a bid and before I know it I own her.

I’m engaged to a monster. One who keeps me on a very short leash. I know my days are numbered before I can call this man my husband, but I don’t mind. Because I know I have to do this. I signed up for this. Until I meet Ledger Thorne. In the clandestine corners of our world, a forbidden bond blooms between us, fueled by a longing too dangerous to name. It’s completely sinful the way he stares at me. The way he breathes my name. The way he burns for me too. To want Ledger is dangerous. A danger I can’t have any part of.

I love my life. I’m one-third of the Trifecta, only the naughtiest male revue show Sin City has ever seen. My days consist of working out, saving money, and entertaining women both on and off the stage. Until the moment Clara walks into Big Willie’s and wants nothing to do with me.

Devereaux Huxley has a problem his billions can’t fix…me. He's the owner of Club Greed, an adult club that caters to the fantasies of the rich and powerful, Devereaux’s the prime suspect when the girls employed at his club start turning up dead.

My best friend is getting married in the glitzy, wild city of Las Vegas, and I'm honored to be a bridesmaid. There's just one tiny hiccup—my ex-boyfriend is also in the wedding party. I almost skip the whole thing, but then, at the airport, my knight in shining armor shows up. Well, more like Brock Atwood in scuffed Chucks. Brock offers to pretend to be my boyfriend to fool my ex into thinking I've moved on. What's in it for Brock? He gets a weekend free from his mother's relentless matchmaking, and I get the satisfaction of making my ex green with envy.