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When I roll into my hometown with nothing but a U-Haul and broken dreams, I find HIM renovating my grandmother’s house. Bryce Callahan. The silver fox who crushed my nineteen-year-old heart five years ago. Now he’s all broad shoulders, storm-gray eyes, and hands that know exactly how to handle power tools—and stubborn women. My inheritance is literally crumbling. I’m broke, desperate, and the only place to crash is his guest cabin. Mistake number one. He says I’m too young. Too reckless. Too much damn trouble. But when he pins me against his kitchen counter, age becomes just a ...

I NEVER meant to fall for a man nineteen years younger than me. As Library Director, I had a sterling reputation. A prestigious career. And absolutely no business getting weak-kneed over a PhD candidate with shoulders that could fill a doorway and hands that moved dangerously. Then I saw him at The Velvet Room—moonlighting as security at an upscale strip club, of all places. Gavin Carson. Ex-Marine. Brilliant scholar. A man who looked at me—really looked at me—with eyes that saw past my carefully constructed walls to the woman I’d buried beneath professional success. “Take off the...

I went to get a necklace. I left with his heart in my hands. I shouldn’t have been at Holden Hawke’s lake house that night. But there I was—dripping wet from the storm, being devoured by the hungry gaze of rock’s most notorious recluse. He was supposed to be a legend. A ghost. The man who walked off stage mid-concert and vanished from the spotlight. Not my brooding, tattooed fantasy with storm-cloud eyes and hands that could ruin me with a single touch. “Go,” he ordered, his voice rough as gravel. “Before I do something we’ll both regret.” But I saw through his walls. Past...

I never meant to catch his eye. For years, I’d perfected the art of invisibility—drowning my curves in beige cardigans, burying my desires between dusty pages of forbidden classics. As the rare books curator at Metropolitan Library, I was safe in my carefully constructed fortress of literature and loneliness. Then he walked in. Cael Blackwood. Six-foot-four of barely restrained power and dominance in an outrageously expensive suit. Security consultant. Alpha male personified. A man who looked at me—really looked at me—like he could see every filthy fantasy I’d ever dreamt up in ...

“I’ve never seen such fury, such heated passion, such anger in such a small package.” When Amy Hidalgo storms into Luc’s gym demanding justice after being manhandled by another member, neither expects the scorching collision of wills—and bodies—that follows. “The dress is perfect. You could only look better if you took it off.” Amy blackmails her way into a job, determined to transform Luc’s testosterone-filled gym. But as she cleans locker rooms by day, it’s thoughts of her boss that keep her up at night. One fundraiser evening shatters their fragile restraint, ...

Two men. One heart. Zero clue what to do. Harper Brooks thought she had life in her small, snow-dusted mountain town perfectly under control: run her cozy bookshop, avoid the town’s over-the-top Valentine’s festival, and keep her heart safely under wraps. But when Cupid intervenes with two impossibly handsome men, Harper’s no-romance rule starts to crumble. Logan, her ruggedly dependable best friend, is the kind of guy who feels like home—steady, comforting, and secretly pining for her. Knox, the magnetic travel photographer with a devil-may-care attitude, is just passing through, ...

She's a baker who never imagined becoming prey. He's a killer who wasn't supposed to feel. Isla Monroe's talent for crafting delicate pastries didn't prepare her for the night she witnessed Razor Kane execute a man with terrifying precision. As the Steel Vipers' most feared enforcer, he should have silenced her permanently. Instead, he did the unthinkable—he took her. Captive in his remote cabin, Isla discovers the ruthless enforcer is two men at war within one dangerous body: Razor, the merciless weapon who's never hesitated to kill, and Gabriel, a man haunted by losses too devastating ...

My matchmaking algorithm is perfect. It’s never wrong. Until it matches me with him. Dr. Wren Sinclair designs matchmaking algorithms for Manhattan’s elite. She also eats lunch alone and hides behind oversized cardigans. When her system generates an impossible result—99.7% compatibility with Thane Montrose, the ruthless billionaire who owns half her company—she’s convinced it’s a catastrophic error. He’s never even looked at her twice. But when Thane suggests they “test the theory,” Wren discovers her data doesn’t lie. His touch sets her pulse racing. His voice makes her...

My relationship analysis is flawless. I can predict anyone's romantic patterns. Except my own. Dr. Delphine Reyes is the invisible genius behind Manhattan's most exclusive matchmaking firm. She fixes everyone else's love disasters while hiding behind fake glasses and oversized cardigans. When neurosurgeon Dr. Gabriel Torres walks into her office, she's baffled. Men like him don't notice women like her. But Gabriel didn't come for matchmaking. "I read something you wrote. Now I can't stop thinking about the woman who sees people so clearly." She should make him leave. Instead, she's caught ...

She's a socialite with a target on her back. He's the enforcer who once broke her heart. Celeste Navarro spent three years running from a monster who's determined to own her—in every way possible. When she resurfaces to retrieve her father's ledger, she never expected to find Rafe Moretti waiting for her, the man who shattered her world and walked away without a word. “This doesn’t change anything,” she gasped as his mouth blazed a trail along her collarbone. “I still hate you.” He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his eyes nearly black with desire. “It changes ...

Three feet of snow. One king-sized bed. Two people who can’t stand each other. When graphic designer Nora Bellamy escapes to a luxury mountain cabin after her life implodes, the last thing she needs is Silas Reid—six feet of brooding, insufferable man claiming he booked the same cabin. Then a blizzard traps them together for days. As the temperature drops outside, the heat between them becomes impossible to ignore. Behind his fierce brown eyes and razor-sharp walls, Silas carries scars that mirror her own. For the first time in years, Nora feels seen by someone who understands what it ...

She ran from monsters for years. He is the predator who found her. Katherine has survived by becoming invisible, changing names like others change clothes. Until she crashes into Stone on a crowded street corner. The President of the Steel Vipers doesn’t let anyone invade his territory—or his thoughts. But something about her haunted eyes makes him break his own rules. “You’re under my protection now,” he tells her. “I don’t need a protector,” she challenges, even as danger shadows her every step. “You need me,” he promises, his dark gaze claiming what he hasn’t yet ...

I’ve spent eight years hiding in the shadows of the Thorne Theater. Stage manager. Control freak. Professional invisible woman. My job? Make sure everyone else shines while I stay safely in the dark, clipboard clutched like armor, emotions locked down tighter than our ancient stage door. Then Leon Hale walks into my theater. Legendary director. Gorgeous alpha. The kind of man who sees too much and demands even more. He terrifies me. But worse than that—he sees straight through me to the woman I’ve buried for years. When he creates a role called “the Shadow” and puts me on the ...

He’s the coldest man in town with a mouth that cuts like steel and a past that’s locked behind walls no one’s ever scaled. I’m the girl who parks her glitter-covered coffee truck in front of his garage just to watch him scowl. Asher Bishop doesn’t do feelings. Doesn’t do attachment. Doesn’t do anything that might crack the fortress he’s built around whatever’s left of his heart. But when he drops to his knees in his office and ruins me with his mouth—no kissing, no tenderness, just raw, filthy possession—I realize the grumpy motorcycle god with rescue dogs and trauma ...

Mother Nature is at it again in the most recent installment of the Wildwood Lodge Storm Series. This time, she leaves Ryan and Hannah trapped with temptation... When meticulous art gallery owner Ryan Sullivan drives through a thunderstorm to evaluate Hannah Andersons' work, he expects to find just another artist. Instead, he finds himself stranded in a remote cabin with a fascinating woman who challenges everything he thought he knew about art—and passion. Hannah's used to painting storms, not getting caught in them with Chicago's most ruthless gallery owner. But as the temperature drops ...

Clara: A genius scientist making a name for herself in a male-dominated field. Max: A lab tech who just wants a chance to meet the genius herself. Mother Nature: The lady who always brings the spice to Wildwood Lodge. Dr. Clara Winslow knows everything about the aurora borealis—except why her new research partner makes her heart spark like charged particles in the night sky. When Harvard physicist Dr. Max Sullivan arrives at Wildwood Lodge a day early, Clara's perfectly ordered research project starts spinning like a magnetic field gone haywire. He's brilliant, handsome, and worst of all,...

“You’re mine. Is that going to be a problem?” He thinks I’m trouble. I think he’s infuriating. Guess who’s sharing a bed this Fourth of July weekend? Harlow is tired of hiding her curves and playing small. When her best friend tricks her into a romantic weekend getaway, she’s ready to relax and be herself—until she discovers she’s sharing a room with Vance Montgomery, the brooding ex-firefighter who makes her pulse race and her temper flare in equal measure. One bed. Two guarded hearts. And a chemistry neither of them is ready for. Vance lost everything in the flames three...

In sultry Bellemare, Louisiana, where gas-lit streets hold centuries of secrets and Spanish moss drips like honey from ancient oaks, jazz singer Camille Dupont rules the night. Her voice can break hearts and bend wills, and she uses both to keep the ghosts of her past at bay. Until the night brooding private investigator Jack Sinclair walks into her club, bringing danger with his whiskey-warm eyes and a reputation for uncovering truths better left buried. He’s been hired to investigate her, but one smoldering look across the smoky club changes everything. Their chemistry is electric, ...

🍀 Some love triangles burn hotter than Irish whiskey... 🍀 Florist Maeve Callahan has everything figured out: a thriving business, a charming small town, and a dependable almost-boyfriend in Officer Connor O'Shea, who looks at her like she's something precious to be protected. It's safe. It's sensible. It's everything she should want. Then Finn Gallagher roars back into Cherry Valley on a midnight-black motorcycle, looking like every delicious mistake she's ever craved. Seven years ago, he left her aching and alone. Now he's back—no longer just a leather-clad bad boy with a devil's ...

OPERATION: PRETEND BOYFRIEND Taylor Quinn is a lifeguard who can handle any ocean emergency—except her friends’ terrible taste in blind dates. When escape requires drastic measures, she accidentally points at the last man she’d ever consider dating: firefighter Nate Ramirez. HELP WANTED: ONE FIREFIGHTER FOR FAKE RELATIONSHIP DUTIES The arrangement is simple: One month of hand-holding, occasional public kisses, and absolutely NO catching feelings. Nate gets... well, whatever Nate gets out of this ridiculous charade. Taylor gets freedom from fish-obsessed marine biologists and CrossFit ...