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When I was eleven, my family moved next door to his. When I was thirteen, he was my first crush. When I was sixteen, we fell for each other. And when I was nineteen, we broke each other's hearts. Six years later, I've landed an internship with a big-name interior designer in a new city. Unfortunately, that city just so happens to be the one he plays hockey for. I thought Chicago was big enough to avoid him, until I get the surprise of a lifetime and unknowingly move in right next door.

What's the best way to get over your ex? By drunk sexting his dad...and getting under him. In my defense, I thought I was texting my friend. If I knew my ex's dad was on the other side, reading every single word, I would've never sent those dirty texts. But I did. And now Elio wants more.

I didn't mean to trespass on their cabin… or for them to catch me in their shower, dripping wet. But now I'm snowed in with three irresistible triplets, and there's nothing to do but… them. Ed is the bossiest triplet. I hate how my body obeys when he barks orders at me. Ollie is the epitome of a sexy mountain man. He could charm the panties off any woman. And Artie is built like a big teddy bear. I couldn't wish for a better cuddle buddy on these stormy nights.

When I prayed for a miracle this holiday season, little did I know I'd get Antonio, Benedict, and Hudson for Christmas. But fairy tales only exist in swoony love stories, and soon, some scary facts come to light: My stalker ex started the fire in my bakery....

After I caught my ex cheating, I never expected his dad to comfort me in all the right ways. But Griffin wraps me in his arms with so much warmth, the ice around my heart melts. Kissing my ex's dad... It's definitely landing me on Santa's naughty list.

When I caught my fiancé cheating on me. With my maid of honor. On our wedding day. I ran away. And now I'm the nanny for three silver fox ranchers.

Liz Connors is a crime writer who is expert at digging up details even the cops couldn't find. Her lover, Detective Lieutenant Jack Lingemann, is being held without bail on a murder charge, and all Boston is crying for his head. She enlists the help of two reporters and two cop-friends to dig up information that lies buried in the annals of Cambridge history.

Recession has visited Boston freelance writer Liz Connors with a vengeance: the magazine that is her main source of income has folded, and her financial future is looking grim. So Liz jumps at the chance when the enormously successful true-crime author Griffin Marcus hires her to research the grisly, ritualistic slayings of seven local women. Although the cops are convinced they've nailed the serial killer, Liz is not so sure.

Freelance writer Liz Connors is receiving anonymous hate mail from some psycho. Someone she knows? When she recieves the first death threat, Liz thinks it's somebody's idea of a sick joke. When they start coming weekly and grow steadily more graphic, she admits she's a little unnerved.