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Tessa I thought penthouse-sitting would be easy money—quiet nights, expensive wine, and zero complications. Then HE shows up at my door. Six feet of designer suits and devastating charm, completely convinced I'm the escort his meddling best friend hired to "fix" his post-breakup blues. Should I correct the misunderstanding? Absolutely. Do I? Hell no. Cole I know she's lying. I just can't bring myself to care. Fresh off a soul-crushing breakup, the last thing I need is more drama. But Tessa—with her smart mouth and killer curves has me completely hooked. She's everything I shouldn't want...

Marry me. That’s what my brother’s best friend—Logan Beckett, an ex-Marine—says to me in the cereal aisle. Logan needs a wife to boost his veteran housing benefits . I’m jobless, drowning in medical debt, and one asthma attack away from disaster. I need health insurance and a lifeline. One year. No feelings. Separate beds. What could go wrong? Everything—because Logan Beckett has never felt like a business arrangement. Not when he looks at me like I’m his mission. Not when he tries to protect me. And definitely not when he kisses me after our courthouse vows like he means it. ...

I arrived at Wade Callahan’s ranch with a duffel bag and nowhere else to go. I wasn’t just running—I was hiding. From the ex-boyfriend who sent messages that curled into threats. Wade was my last resort. My mother’s preacher. He gives me a room. Food. Rules. And a warning in his voice every time our eyes meet. He tells me he’s not holy anymore. That he left the pulpit behind, along with whatever pieces of goodness he used to believe in. I see it in his eyes—that quiet, simmering need to protect, to possess, to keep me. And maybe I want to be kept. Because I didn’t just come ...

After a public scandal cost me my dream job at a top law firm, I go back to Millbrook, Texas—into the crumbling house my grandmother left me. I’m here to lay low, fix up the place, and figure out how to rebuild my life. Then a freak storm sends a tree crashing through my roof on night one. Now I’m stranded. And the only spare bed in town belongs to him—Sawyer Benton. My ex-boyfriend... the maddeningly gorgeous man next door who’s avoided me for the last ten years. But sharing a house was never part of the plan. Between co-chairing the town’s summer fair and sidestepping the ...

Lacey The last thing I need is another cocky billionaire thinking I’ll bend just because he barks. But when Jaxon Wolfe shows up in my Pilates class, the internet goes wild—and so does my schedule. Now he wants private sessions. I agree…with conditions. No flirting. No flexing. No CEO games. But the man doesn’t play fair. He watches like he already owns me. Touches like he’s memorizing my body for later. And when he starts listening. That’s when I know I’m in trouble. Jaxon She’s fire in leggings with a voice like a dare and curves I’m still dreaming about. I wanted one ...

He watched me. Controlled me. Thought I’d never find out. But I did. Bradley Nolan has everything—power, wealth, and secrets dark enough to destroy us both. The biggest? He’s been obsessively watching me for years. Not protecting. Not loving. Controlling. He built his entire world around me. And when I uncovered the truth, I shattered. But I didn’t walk away. I went back. Not for revenge. Not for closure. Because even after everything— I still wanted him. What followed wasn’t forgiveness. It was fire. We unraveled each other with touch and rage. Loved like we were still broken. ...

I used to be somebody. Country music star, platinum albums, sold-out tours—until I publicly called out Nashville’s golden boy for stealing my songs and watched my entire career implode on live television. Now I'm hiding out in Millbrook, Texas, where I've just inherited half of The Dusty Boot, the struggling venue where I first fell in love with music. The catch? My business partner is Gage Travis—the boy I left behind ten years ago, who's grown into the kind of man that makes smart women do stupid things. We have six weeks to save The Dusty Boot from corporate developers who want to ...

I'm back in Millbrook Texas for one summer—helping Dad with his veterinary clinic while taking a break from grad school. What I didn't expect was spending my days elbow-deep in horse rehabilitation with the same arrogant bull rider who humiliated me at the county fair seven years ago. Tucker Conway is still infuriatingly hot, still rides bulls like he has a death wish, and still thinks his charming smile can get him out of anything. Now he's Dad's most important client, and I'm the only one qualified to oversee his high-profile animal rehab program. We're stuck working together all summer...

I crash my ATV into a mountain man's outhouse, and somehow I'm the one who ends up screwed. One wrong turn on my way to a wellness retreat, and I'm face-to-face with six feet of muscle-wrapped fury who looks like he could bench press a redwood. Rafe Jensen is everything I avoid in men: grumpy, antisocial, and completely immune to my snarky jabs. He's also annoyingly gorgeous, makes coffee that could wake the dead, and has hands that know exactly how to... build things. When a storm traps us together, he strikes a deal: I help rebuild what I destroyed, or I can hike back to civilization ...

Maggie I caught billionaire Dorian Ford doing something scandalous. So naturally, I sold the story. It wasn’t personal—just rent. Now he wants revenge. Instead, he offers me a job. Fix his PR mess. Smile for the press. Sleep in his hotel suite. What could go wrong? Answer: everything. Because the closer I get, the more I want the one man I was never supposed to touch. Dorian Maggie Cassidy leaked the story that nearly burned my empire. Now she’s in my world—because I put her there. But keeping her close? That’s always been about more than damage control. I want her. I hate that I ...

I came to Bali to get over being left at the altar. I didn't plan on falling for the mysterious stranger in the mask... One masquerade party. One night of anonymous passion. One very awkward morning when I discover my mystery man owns the entire resort—and I'm staying in the honeymoon suite. Alone. Dominic Crandall is way too good at making me forget why I swore off men forever. But when he looks at me like I'm the most fascinating woman alive instead of damaged goods, I start to think maybe taking risks isn't so dangerous after all. Until social media find us. Suddenly our private ...

For a travel influencer, a month at a luxury Italian villa should be the ultimate score. But then I meet Miles Robertson—billionaire tech mogul, maddeningly grumpy, and hot enough to melt gelato. The second we lock eyes, the chemistry is instant—and impossible to ignore. He's everything I shouldn't want: older, emotionally unavailable, and determined to keep me at arm's length. I'm everything he's been avoiding: chaotic, optimistic, and dangerously good at breaking down the walls he's built. Together in his clifftop paradise, we're spending every day pretending we don't want to tear ...

Isla Designing tuxedos for the ultra-rich is just another Tuesday. Until Roman King walks in—all sharp jaw, sharp suit, and sharper ego. He wants a custom tux. I want him out of my fitting room. Instead, I find myself pressed up against six feet of alpha billionaire with control issues and a voice that melts my spine. The problem? He’s not just dangerously hot—he’s dangerously close to unraveling everything I’ve built. Roman She’s mouthy, brilliant, and built like a sin I want to commit on repeat. Isla Quinn tells me no like it’s her job—and maybe it is. But when I want ...

I’m one airline ticket away from missing my cousin’s wedding in the Maldives. Cue full-blown airport meltdown… until billionaire Elijah Anderson steps in. He’s older. Gorgeous. Grumpy. And wildly out of my league. Definitely not the type to help a stranger in crisis—yet somehow, he buys me a first-class ticket and a seven-night stay in an impossibly luxurious ocean villa... Just to help. But nothing about Elijah feels casual. Not the way he watches me like he’s already undressing me. And definitely not the tension crackling between us every time we’re alone. He lives in a ...

I came to the cabin to escape. He came to forget. Neither of us knew we were walking straight into the fire. Weston Blake is the boy who humiliated me in front of everyone I loved—and the man who just walked out of the past, acting like I didn’t spend five years hating him. Now we’re trapped together in a cabin built for cozy. One bed. No exits. And a blizzard hell-bent on making us face the wreckage we left behind. I swore I’d never forgive him. He says he never stopped loving me. But Weston’s past doesn’t just knock—it breaks down doors. And when the snow melts, we’ll ...