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Bristol Montgomery and Marcus Stearn have been best friends for as long as anyone can remember. Despite what others thing—they’ve only ever been friends. They share a promise to never to fall for one another. No heated looks. No accidental kisses. And no jealousy over other partners. The problem? Years ago, they promised each other that if neither of them was married by the time Bristol turned thirty, they’d marry each other.

Four steamy, feel-good, laugh-out-loud romantic adventures featuring swoon-worthy rock-star heroes and the fabulous ladies who love them. Also includes a brand-new holiday novella!

My father asks the brooding and gruff billionaire to watch over me as my bodyguard for an evening during my trip to LA. Returning home with a bun in the oven, wasn’t part of the plan… To win the love and affection of my overbearing and controlling father, I agree to the career path he’s chosen for me. As a favor, Gage Hollingsworth, a billionaire business contact of his, agrees to be my bodyguard for an upcoming college exploratory trip in Los Angeles. When I stepped off the plane, I didn’t expect a 6’5” god with gorgeous translucent green eyes and permanent scowl as my bodyguard.

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job, and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

Despite everything I have suffered, I never truly understood darkness until my family was in danger. Those desperate hours came close to breaking both Damien and me, but together we found the strength to survive and hold our family together. Even so, my wounds are deep, and wispy shadows still linger. But Damien is my rock. My hero against the dark and violence.

Bestselling author Nicole Snow returns with a hilariously uplifting standalone romance where two jaded friends next door bring their lost hearts home. It's all sunshine and butterflies until your brother's best friend dropkicks your heart. I knew I had it coming with Weston McKnight. The Adonis next door. The fever crush. The always protector. The man who walked away after pulverizing my soul. Seven years ago, he left our little town with a promise he couldn't keep. I waited. I worried. I suffered. I stopped chasing dreams built on that boy's mile-wide shoulders.

It doesn’t matter that Wes Beckham owns the company I work for or that he’s twenty years older than me or that there’s a strict “no fraternization policy” in place. She is convinced he wants me and that the office holiday party is the perfect place to let him know I’m interested. Because while he’s technically my older, very off-limits boss, he’s also gorgeous and charming and despite his grumpy nature, he seems to have a soft spot for me. So, I go for it. I take a risk for once and choose to be spontaneous and have one wild night with my boss.

Last year, Rachel Bacharach met the man of her dreams at a Hanukkah party — and then her outgoing best friend Tamara swooped in and “called” Oz Caplan for herself. It’s a typical outcome for the dependable, bookish Rachel, who is never able to extinguish the spark she immediately felt for Oz. But being secretly in love with her best friend’s boyfriend all year hasn’t been easy.

I’ll be your date, and you’ll be mine. Who says a funeral can’t be romantic? Okay, everyone. Including myself. That doesn’t stop the rumor mill from turning when I show up with a beautiful redhead on my arm. That redhead also just happens to be a stranger, relatively speaking. Charlotte Barrow and I have run into each other a few times—on the subway, at a bar, and now on our way to separate funerals. Instead of the prodigal son who let his parents down showing up alone, I traded favors and brought a date. The deal made sense at the time. You be my date, and I’ll be yours.

Have you ever set out to have a one night stand with a sexy stranger? No? I’m the only one? Just kidding, I would never. Ever. Not usually. But then I figured, why not? My entire life I’ve been good and it’s gotten me nowhere. No job. No apartment. No boyfriend. I’m owed a little fun, aren’t I?

Billy Harrington is the biggest player in Blue Ridge, only his wild card is about to be tabled by a feisty silver vixen. Billy Harrington. A young girl walks into a bar.... I’d like to say this is the start of a bad joke, but it isn’t really. It’s my life. Can you be called a baby daddy if the secret baby shows up as a teenager? I don’t know anything about raising a teen. And the one person who could help me is my nemesis. Roxanne McAllister. I should hate him for being her father.

It started on a dance floor after too much tequila, and ended with looking into the handsome face I never thought I’d see again.... In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.

I just moved in with my billionaire best friend (and secret crush), Oliver Humphries. He’s the all-star. The jock. The golden boy. And I’m no match. I’m the nerdy, frizzy-haired, not-so-skinny friend. The moment I met him at 14, I was in L-O-V-E. I’m under no illusion I stand a chance. Living with him? Not a problem.

What I meant to do: quietly divorce my lout of a husband and then have a child all on my own. What happens instead: my crush comes back to town when I’m at my most vulnerable. After too many cocktails, I ask him to be my baby’s father. In my defense, it’s been a rough couple of months. Seeing Matteo Rossi again after 14 years has done a number on my emotions. And my libido. In the morning, I’m hoping he’s forgotten the whole thing. But no such luck. In fact, Matteo has a few clarifying questions. And a few naughty ideas, too....

Oxford, England 1993. An awkward American grad student runs into a gorgeous English undergrad with her bicycle. She’s embarrassed. He’s intrigued. They go their separate ways, but neither forgets. Chicago, Illinois 2013. When Cress Taylor starts receiving anonymous threats, the successful novelist feels her world crashing down. Max Grant turns up at a book signing and wants to renew their fleeting acquaintance. Is the timing coincidental or suspicious? Should she fall into his arms or run like hell? Then the plagiarism accusations start.

I was a good girl who played by the rules. Except when it came to Davis Montgomery. A handsome former Marine with a rough touch and a filthy mouth. A man I loved. But when he didn't ask me to stay, I took it as a sign to leave my small town and chase my dream. What a mistake that turned out to be.

Me: six foot five, 250 pounds, collegiate football player. Protected by my pint-sized girlfriend. Comical. Ridiculous. Broken. She tackled my heart, but they want the rest of me.

I’m the kind of guy who believes that everyone deserves the best legal representation money can buy - which just so happens to be me, Lucas Wright. Give me your henpecked, your cuckolded, your irreconcilable differences yearning to break free! And if you’re the bad guy in your marriage, that’s cool, too. Your green is as good as anyone’s. Tell that to Trinity Jones. It’s my job to destroy her sister - the soon-to-be ex-wife of my a-hole of a client - and Trinity’s “big sis” instincts are dialed up to the max. I admire that. I admire her.

The taboo turns me on. The dirty. The filthy. The nasty. The man your mother f--king warned you about - is me. Hold onto your panties, ladies. Lucas Carter is here to show you the dark side of the sheets.