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I came back to Florida to settle my mother's estate. But after a raging house fire, I'm rescued by three swoony firemen. There's just one problem. One of them is sorta, kinda, my ex. Jack Franco was the boy-next-door from my childhood. Literally. Part friend, part foebut 100% swoony hunk that I always had a crush on. We spent our high school years flirting and bickering and teasing each other, but despite the way we secretly looked at each other, we went off to college and missed our chance.

Three sexy soldiers escorting me to exotic locations around the world. Watching my back. Protecting me. Sharing me. I met the most gorgeous man in the world at a hacker convention. And out of everyone there, he took me back to his hotel room. But a sizzling night of passion wasn't the only thing he had in mind. He gave me a proposition I never expected. A spot on his mercenary team. A mission to assassinate a Colombian drug lord. A chance to avenge my father’s death. Can I survive their intense love? Or will my inability to choose get in the way of our mission?

I normally don’t like college parties. I only went that night to keep my roommate company. Yet when the sexiest, most muscular man I’ve ever met started flirting with me? Well, let’s just say I didn’t go back to my dorm room that night. But the devilish rogue who took me home isn’t just another student. He’s Danny Armstrong, the star quarterback of the football team. And getting into my pants isn’t the only thing on his mind. He and two of his teammates need a physical trainer for the season. Someone to monitor their workouts and help them avoid injury....

For my senior year of college, I’m renting a bedroom in a house with three other girls. So it’s a huge shock when I move in and discover...that my roommates are three swoony guys. As if that wasn’t bad enough: I almost hooked up with two of them last night.

I’m an unremarkable Pyromancer student; there’s no chance I’m skilled enough at runetracing to graduate—let alone take part in the war against the Silithik. Yet after a surprise attack on the Fifth Academy, I’m the only Pyromancer left alive. Now I’m thrust directly into a Dragon Quintelaide, an elite fighting unit comprising one member of each battle profession.

It was only supposed to be a part-time nanny job. Then the pandemic hit. Now I’m quarantined with three guys at their secluded lake house. And considering what they look like? Things could be a lot worse. I spend my days nannying the baby, and my nights having sweaty, steamy fun. Being shared by these three incredible men to take our minds off the pandemic. We don’t know how long we’ll be stuck at the lake house. So we might as well make the best of it, right?

One dead millionaire. Three potential inheritors. And a crazy inheritance game to decide who wins everything.

I wish that’s what the ad had said. Because it was a huge surprise when I was picked up for my interview in a freaking helicopter. Now I’m nannying the children of Braxton Nash, the young, fearless billionaire in charge of Nash Capital. But at night? He has more exciting plans for me. And that’s not the only fringe benefit of this job. The billionaire wants to share me with his two friends. Adam Sizemore: the lean, boyishly-handsome personal assistant with a sharp mind and even sharper tongue.

OnlyFans was just a steamy side-hustle to earn some extra cash. Once I saved up enough money for a house, I was going to put away my webcam for good. But when my boss Michael Bauer stumbled upon my page after a bachelor party? He became my biggest fan.

Nerdy coder girl? Check. Massive debt? Double-check. New job working for three Silicon Valley billionaires at a cryptocurrency startup? Ugh. Triple-check. There's Jude Cauthon, chief technical officer of the company, nerdy and sweet and awkward in all the right ways. Owen March, on the other hand? He’s the cocky know-it-all CEO. Then there's Furio Rossi, the Italian billionaire who just invested in our company. Can we get this tech startup off the ground and turn it into a billion-dollar company? Or will all our hard work—and the love we've found along the way—be for nothing?

When these guys showed up to board their dogs, I thought they were just a trio of extremely handsome men. I definitely didn’t know they were the three most famous athletes in St. Louis. Christian, the stoic, broad-shouldered quarterback who oozes leadership and confident charm from every pore. Braden, the blond wide receiver who’s extremely cocky—when he’s not being a mischievous goofball. Logan, known as the Toronto Terror, the hockey left wing who growls more than he speaks and has a habit of picking fights on—and off—the ice.

Three US Navy SEALs. One lucky nanny. I lied my way into a Lakers suite to get closer to the game. I had no idea I was messing with a bunch of Navy SEALs. But the three gorgeous, powerful men aren't angry. In fact, they want to offer me a job. Rogan, the tall, dark, and handsome commander who goes the extra mile by visiting my hotel and convincing me to take the job. Brady, the Boston goofball whose dirty jokes and naughty smiles send an excited shiver up my spine. Asher, the freckled blond sweetheart who specializes in combat intelligence.

It’s company policy: Don’t sleep with your employees. No matter how handsome and flirty they may be. Yet, when my promotion puts me in charge of the three of them? That policy is going to be hard to follow. Liam, the chestnut-haired boy next door I’ve flirted with for five years and who is, finally, single. Arthur, the suave French accountant who pronounces my name like it’s an expensive wine. Robbie, the bashful computer nerd whose chiseled body and sleeve tattoos hint at something deeper.

Everything is going great with my three suitors until Luke hooks me up with a flight attendant gig for a private airline. And although the money is very good, not everything is what it seems. Especially when we begin flying some awfully suspicious routes to Mexico… Can we figure out what’s happening on these private flights? Or will my curiosity send all four of us into a nosedive?

I finally landed a date with the swooniest, most gorgeous fireman in town. But just when our date was going well, he got called back to the firehouse. Turns out a baby was left on the fire station doorstep. And since they’re clueless about taking care of a baby, they recruit me to help. Now I’m crashing at the firehouse with them. Three hulking, chiseled heroes in suspenders. And even though I came here to take care of the baby, they soon turn their sights on me...

I’m a Boston police officer struggling to advance. So when a dangerous undercover mission comes my way? I practically pounce at the opportunity. But the men I’m spying on are not what I expected. A pair of chiseled, Irish brothers whose club is a front for illegal activity.

I started working at Cassidy Ranch as a research project. I never expected to fall in love. But after meeting the three charming Cassidy brothers, I’m falling head over heels in love.

As the assistant baseball coach, I’m supposed to keep my hands off the players. But Rafael Rivera, the ace pitcher for the Rangers, is as handsome as he is smooth. Half Puerto Rican and half Italian, his smile makes me think of orange groves and red wine. And when he shows up outside my hotel room one night? Let’s just say our workout can’t be found in any baseball program. But Rafael has two teammates who want to share me during the season.

After their victory at the Academy, the Ninety-First Quintelaide returns home as heroes. Alyssa’s name is on everyone’s lips: the girl who killed a Silithik Queen. Their discovery of the hive portals—and the tunnels that made them possible—has allowed the Archenon to stop any other sneak attacks before they start. While Arthur heals one of her wounds from battle, the blond Frost Mage suddenly becomes more interested in getting to know Alyssa. It starts with flirty smiles and lingering touches, but soon they can both feel the desire pulsing through the Dragon bond.

I was only venting about my career problems at the gym. I never expected the two hot military guys in the squat rack to overhear. And I definitely didn’t expect them to offer me a solution.