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When Adler arrives at Second Chance Ranch, I know he’s trouble. Adler gets under my skin like no one else and threatens my quiet, orderly, ranch foreman life. In fact, my body’s reaction to his presence is something of a surprise. When I have the chance to explore the chemistry between us while secretly skinny dipping, I go for it because I know all too well that city slickers never stay long. Except Adler comes back… And I’m tasked with training him to be a ranch hand. No matter how tempting Adler’s easy smiles are, I can’t risk a repeat encounter for several reasons: I’m his boss.

Evidently, I’m a rule breaker. The rule I broke? Falling for the straight man with two kids. Didn’t help that he is the Governor of California. As the starting tight end for the San Diego Storm, you’d think I had better self-control. But there was no avoiding it when our unlikely friendship blossomed, and he unknowingly started flirting back. It was out of my control. Yes, I want him. But I’m probably the last complication he needs in his life. I was fine being just friends until the tension between us broke, and our lips found one another. From that point on, I knew one thing.

Join the men of Champion Security as they settle into the town of Licking Thicket, Tennessee… and accidentally stumble into a whole heap of trouble. From accidentally hijacking a cartel overlord’s plane, to posing as fake-fiances to plan a wedding and solve a crime, to hacking the world’s silliest video game, the Champion Security series is packed with laugh-out-loud humor, steamy connections made under pressure, and plenty of delicious, schmoopy love.

Welcome to beautiful, tiny Whispering Key, Florida, where you’ll find plenty of sunshine, loads of quirky residents, a whole lot of snarky banter, a boatload of true love… and possibly even a missing treasure.

I love my job as a wilderness guide, even when an adorable guy sends me splashing into a river. I messed around with some guys while in college, but I haven’t been attracted to a man since. Until I meet Onno, a sweet Dutch man visiting Forestville. We’re the same age, and he’s so easy to talk to. Plus, I love his sense of humor. He would be so easy to fall for… The problem? He’s going back home to the Netherlands in three weeks. But not if I can help it.

I’m a walking disaster, so I’m not surprised when my RV catches fire outside the cute town of Forestville. What is surprising is the hot deputy sheriff who comes to my rescue…and invites me to stay with him. Waylon is fifteen years my junior, but he’s disciplined, organized, and put together. Who knew competence could be so arousing? But when I discover he’s a gay virgin, I may just be able to teach him a thing or two.

My life has become a nightmare. A stalker intent on having me permeates my waking moments. Gifts and threatening messages greet me at every turn. Every cam session is filled with the fear of them watching me in my most intimate moments. One day, my stalker takes it a step further than words and attacks me in my home. Just when I think I won't make it, a stranger with a blue-green stare saves me from my fate.

A sudden inheritance allowed me to leave my job as an English professor. I planned to sell my aunt’s house, hit the road, and figure out what the hell I really wanted out of life. Then I met Connor. My intense attraction to him sent my head spinning, but he was nothing like me, a former marine, locked up tight in the closet when I wanted to live life out loud in the sunshine. Did we even stand a chance?

Maybe asking my burly golden retriever contractor to be my fake fiancé was a bad idea. But as the saying goes, desperate times and all that. Listen, getting married again sounds about as fun as a shopping spree in a dumpster, so dating is definitely off the table. I've resisted Oakley's tempting presence, knowing it can only lead to trouble, and I don't need any more of that. Despite the obvious attraction, we've managed to keep a platonic and professional distance.

I'm not saying I've thoroughly enjoyed the three years I've spent in captivity on a pleasure planet, shaking my money-maker for intergalactic patrons… but, I mean, it hasn't been all bad. The jelly donuts were a perk. Granted, I didn't really know what I was signing up for when I agreed to be purchased by the sexy pink shark-man, but things seem to be looking up.

When you burn down your contractor’s home…and kind of, accidentally invite him to move into yours. First things first, that fire was a fluke. A tragic, completely unintentional byproduct of high emotions, an ill-timed backyard grilling…and one very shirtless man. I only meant to confront Brewer—my maddeningly stoic contractor—about a few small concerns with the renovation of my historic money pit. Instead, I got distracted by his muscles (who grills shirtless in February, I ask you?), I tripped over my words—and my feet—and…well, my carefully-ordered life went up in flames.

In high school, Maverick and I were best friends. Inseparable. We shared everything from video games to camping adventures to a first kiss that shattered everything I knew about myself. Our first love was sweet and true and not nearly enough to keep Maverick on the ranch he hated. Twenty years later, Maverick’s back in town to sell the ranch he’s inherited. As the sheriff, I know losing the ranch will devastate the county. The area needs Maverick to stay. As a single dad with far more than my own heart on the line, I need him gone.

Raven and Miguel are still on a tough recovery case involving a rare pigeon’s blood ruby worth millions of dollars. There’s a very real threat hanging over their heads, and they’re stuck with a client they don’t exactly trust, her attorney whom they suspect is involved in the whole mess, and a man claiming to be a “friend” of the widow who looks more like an extra from a mobster movie.

Aaron Taylor-Ladner: As the head of a billion-dollar family empire, being a nice guy isn't part of my job. The only person who doesn't run for cover when I walk into a room is my new chief of sales, Harrison Ducker. He's outspoken, snarky, and a total pain. I'd fire him in a heartbeat—if I had one—if he didn't have an ironclad contract thanks to my father's meddling ways.

When my marriage fell apart, and I lost custody of my kids, my world shattered. My own fault, all of it, from the pills I was taking to how badly I handled the court case. I retreated to my grandparents’ old home, shut the door, and hunkered down with my Labrador Retriever, Lucky. Life is rough, and the constant construction noise from the mansion going up next door will truly be the end of me.

People call me a reprobate. I’m known for my humor, my arrogance, and my inability to follow rules. My boss sends me on a mission to protect a cold-as-ice billionaire I love to hate. I plan to push all the man’s buttons.

Kane Delancey is a special agent with the ATF and as such, he puts his life on the line every day. He’s dated a lot of women but the right one just hasn’t come along. Luca Price is a humble manager for a popular chain of jewelry stores. Young and openly gay, Luca spends his nights in clubs having a ball with friends, without a care in the world.

I'm not the obvious choice to run Burlington's coolest wine bar - quiet, brooding, clueless about tannin content, and always one wrong turn away from another downward spiral. But no one seems to mind that I'm a wreck. Besides me. I just focus on getting through each shift until the night a beautiful stranger appears, looking as lost and damaged as I feel.

Good things come to those who bake. At least that’s what the sign hanging in Mistledough, the bakery owned by the gorgeous and mysterious Nyall, claims. When reporter Aaron Newton is banished to Mistletoe Falls for the holidays and forced to provide fluffy and lighthearted stories without a hint of scandal, he finds himself drawn to both the bakery and the sweet taste of the man who runs it.

Spark of Hope: A bi-weekly trauma support group. This is my nightmare. When I think of a support group, I think of sad people sitting around talking about their feelings and nothing changing. And yet, when my brother and his best friend, who happens to be a therapist, presented the idea of holding the meetings at my gym, I caved. Because I, Benjamin Price, have always tried to rescue the people in my life. But I can’t. I’ve usually failed them.