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Chloe Cooper’s on the run. If her ex finds her, he’ll hurt her. Bad. Navy SEAL Ryan Callahan vows to keep her safe while he breaks down her walls with hot kisses and caresses, taking her deeper into an addictive pleasure that makes her tremble in his arms. Everything is going right - until it all goes wrong and Chloe vanishes. Ryan will stop at nothing to get her back. Even if he has to sacrifice himself to do it.

I have found rock bottom: moving in with my older brother because I’m too broke to afford to live on my own. It’s okay though, because we’ve always been close and I think I’m going to have fun living with him again. That is, until I meet Cooper.... Turns out, my brother has very strong opinions on the idea of me dating his best friend - he’s dead set against it. According to him, Cooper is everything I should stay away from: flirtatious, adventurous, noncommittal, and freaking hot. (I added that last part because I feel like you need the whole picture.)  

My whole life I dreamed about meeting my knight in shining armor, but it turned out he was just a loser covered in tinsel. After I picked up the pieces and put myself back together, I swore to never let anyone else break my heart again. Call me a cynic, but after the mess I made of my life, I didn’t think a happily-ever-after was what fate had in store for me. At least that’s what I thought before I met Oliver.

Navy SEAL Adam “Blade” Garrison’s assignment to infiltrate a tech billionaire’s criminal operations just got complicated. His cover: bodyguard for the man’s wife. His problem: Blade knows Quinn Halliday far too well. A sophisticated version of the chubby, shy girl Blade once knew, Quinn brings out all his protective instincts - as well as a few carnal ones that surprise him.

For the past 14 years, Princess Antonella Rossi has been a virtual prisoner. She has no friends, no fun, and she’s not allowed to leave her aunt and uncle’s Virginia compound without an escort. But today is her wedding day. A rich sheikh has bought her virginity, and with it, her freedom. Any hope of independence Ella’s ever cherished will disappear the instant she faces him across the altar. With time running out and the wedding party gathering, Ella seizes the opportunity to run as far and fast as she can.

Bailey Jones doesn't know jack about babies, but she knows how much it sucks to have a deadbeat father. So when her sister drops off her newborn baby and then disappears, Bailey is ready and willing to confront anyone, including a Navy SEAL sniper, and make him do his duty. Alexei "Camel" Kamarov is not the sort of man to carelessly father a kid, but as the oldest of six, he does know a thing or two about babies. The firebrand on his doorstep might have mistakenly tagged him as the baby daddy, but Alexei is more than willing to give her a hands-on class in Baby 101. 

Kate McLeod was desperate. Her younger sister was having her first baby, her younger brother was recently married, and Christmas was coming. And in the McLeod household, Christmas was everything. Every year, her parents’ house looked like an assembly of angels had puked everywhere. Well, this year she had a plan. She was going to get herself engaged. A diamond ring on her finger was the perfect way to get her family to back off. And she had just the perfect guy in mind.

Trixie Donovan was back. She’d finally figured out what Netflix was, though she was still iffy on Tinder, and she’d become her half-sister Heather’s new pet project. Heather pestered and Trix gave in, agreeing to a single blind date. But then, that blind date turned out to be Jet. Jet, the doctor she’d worked with halfway around the world. The man she’d slept with and then had fallen desperately in love with. The one who, in cliché naïve female fashion, had decimated her heart. 

She holds a special place in my heart. The darkest part of it. A part I never show anyone. From the moment we met, I wanted to show her all my scars, the need I hide inside. Joanna. The woman who wears long sleeve shirts on a hundred-degree day. She's been away at college and when she comes home, I plan on making her mine. One phone call. A broken voice. Time stands still. And everything changes. My plans goes up in smoke when I find her. My chance with her hangs in the hands of fate. I've turned a blind eye to the help she needs. What kind of doctor does that make me?

Audrey just wants to move on and rebuild from a marriage gone wrong. Now she’s focused on launching a local rum distillery into the mainstream, proving to her boss and herself that she can do it all. She certainly doesn’t need another guy swooping in, thinking he can save her, no matter how irresistible he - or his smile - is. Jackson has the luck of the draw - good looks, charm, a hit TV show - and whenever he’s not chasing his next star turn, he’s getting some action off the screen. He’s set…or so he thought.

The white dress. The diamond ring. The full church. The...missing groom. Molly Miller had become a cliché when Jackson Davis left her at the altar, but she’d crawled back from the heartbreak and embarrassment and was living her dream of running a successful eatery in San Francisco. 

It began with a cock. Of the rooster variety. It ended with a groomsman toppling into the wedding cake. Heidi hadn’t meant to be a bad bridesmaid. She loved her best friend and the man Kate was marrying. Who she didn’t love? The groom’s brother. The cocky - no pun intended - jerk had made Heidi aware of exactly what he thought of her. That being, she wasn’t worth anything more than a quick romp and a disappearing act before the sun rose.

The man had seemed so innocent in the bar - okay, not innocent, per say. He’d been hot, hard, and possessed a butt that I wanted to bite like the last chocolate chip cookie in my stash. He’d also skipped out of town faster than a villain in a B movie, leaving me woefully unsatisfied. I’d chalked the whole incident up to a bad night stand and moved on with my life. That was before the news of a failed IUD. Before the plus sign. Before Jordan showed back up determined to make that night up to me. I didn’t want a baby or a payday or a sexy, stubborn man in my life. 

Bec Darden was a high-powered attorney, who had spent her entire adult life building a fearsome reputation both in the courtroom and the boardroom. But once upon a time, she was also a naïve and romantic - aka idiotic - soul who’d married her college sweetheart on a whim, just before graduating. She and Luke were young and in love, and no surprise, her marriage had been short-lived. Explosive. Miserable. And incredibly, incredibly short-lived.

Kelsey Scott has never wanted anything more serious than a hookup. Work triumphs all, men are simply trainable orgasm machines, and her friends and family are everything. But with her brother's wedding rapidly approaching and matchmaking rapidly ensuing from all angles, she decides she needs a buffer from all the “perfect Mr. Rights”, the white tulle and frumpy bridesmaid dresses, and - ick - the heart-warming vows.

Laya Marston’s husband, Cameron, a daredevil enthusiast, was the complete opposite of her, ready and willing to dive off a cliff-face or parachute across a canyon - and Laya loved him for it. But she was different: pragmatic, regimented, devoted to her career and to supporting Cameron from the sidelines of his death-defying feats. Opposites attract, right? But when Cameron dies tragically, Laya becomes lost in denial, living in the delusion that Cameron will come back to her.

Hookups weren’t for her. Rachel knew that. She was a good girl - sigh - she’d always been a good girl. Except when it came to him. She’d met the "him" in question in a bar, of all places. His lean strength, gorgeous face, and way-too-charming personality had combined to shatter her defenses. All of a sudden, she’d been doing all of those “dangerous, bad girl” things her grandmother had once warned her of. And just like her grandma had predicted, he’d vanished come morning. No note. No exchanged numbers. She hadn’t even known his name.

Heather O’Keith is the biggest, baddest female CEO around. She’s known for being tough as nails, fair to a fault, and a shark when it comes to securing contracts for her business, RoboTech. She’s also lonely. Not that she would tell anyone else that...least of all one Clay Steele - sexy, smart, cold, and a man with a business acumen that both matches and sometimes surpasses her own. But then fate catches them both at a weak moment and Heather realizes that she may not be the only lonely one. The big lug who seems to enjoy tormenting her in the business world also has a soft side.

Sera used to believe in happily ever afters. Well, she still believed in them. Just not for her. For Seraphina Delgado, finding a man who loved her for who she was inside, rather than simply appreciating her outward appearance, had proved to be impossible. She wasn’t trying to be cocky - cock, ha - but she was beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that she’d spent her childhood and tween years modeling and shooting commercials and...well, only being appreciated for the way she looked. And that was more curse than advantage because looks faded.

The first sign of trouble was the rough, masculine voice. The second was the Scottish accent. God, Cecelia loved Scottish accents. The last was the scent - his scent - familiar and uniquely Colin. Cecelia had been through bad breakups before, but none had compared to the two, yes two, that had come at Colin’s hands, because she was apparently glutton for punishment and didn’t know better and was young and stupid and in love.