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Camden Snow is old enough to be my father, dangerously charming, annoyingly irresistible—and my future ex-boyfriend. The moment I meet the former hockey player at his holiday party, the chemistry is off the charts. Despite the pesky feelings his presence stirs inside me, I have zero intention of actually dating the notorious bachelor. I don't date. I'm only entertaining Camden's advances because I have an article to write and a point to prove. For years, I've witnessed my best friend date all the wrong men and repeatedly get her heart broken.

A princess journeys across a cursed realm to find the truth about her family, only to discover her quest intertwines with the fate of a lost warrior. Love, danger, and magic collide in a captivating romantasy perfect for fans of Sarah J. Maas and Rebecca Yarros.

I’m a single dad and starting pitcher for Chicago’s MLB team. I’m stretched too thin, but I don’t want help raising my son. Each of his previous nannies only lasted a few weeks before I let them go. Now, my coach is putting his foot down by hiring the one person I can’t fire—his daughter. Miller Montgomery is the last woman I should fall for. Too wild, too young, and too unattached. Chicago is just a quick stop for her. I thought I’d be counting down the days until she left, but summer feels too short when I start thinking about forever.

Jude Kensington is the playboy of Pembroke Hills Country Club and the last person I expected to be living with this summer. Charming flirt. Billionaire bachelor. And my friend who once kissed me during a night neither of us can remember—or forget. But before things could get complicated, a surprise showed up on his doorstep. A baby. His baby.

Set in small town Montana, this sports romance series follows a group of football coaches and players. From a single dad to a second chance to a surprise pregnancy to enemies-to-lovers to fake dating, fall in love with all four stories in the Treasure State Wildcats series.

Four steamy hockey romance novels in one addictive box set: the Kings of the Ice series delivers forced proximity, forbidden temptation, fake relationships, and heroes who fall hard—and fast.

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.

Sebastian Rousseau is a grumpy, hot as hell fire pilot who is too damn good with his hands. It’s the perfect combination. But unfortunately for me, he’s also my ex-boyfriend’s dad. A chance meeting brought us together and a missed connection has kept us apart. One year later, a stroke of fate has us living under the same roof—which makes everything between us downright messy. Because even after all this time, he’s still the man I think about when I fall asleep. The one I can’t get over no matter how hard I try.

In New Orleans, I'm known as the fun and laid-back LeBlanc brother. The Rebel CEO. I’m successful and determined, but I don't play by the rules. Heck, I don't even have rules except one. I never ever get involved with my assistants. After a very bad experience years ago, I know better than to mix business and pleasure. I've had no problems sticking to my rule until I hired Daisy. When I first meet her, I have no idea she’s my new temp assistant. I just set eyes on this gorgeous woman at my favorite coffee shop and do what I do best: flirt with her like there's no tomorrow.

In Fiasco, Kentucky, there is one rule: never fall for a Foxx brother. Any woman who did, ended up dead. It wasn’t just a rumor. It was my reality. I buried my wife along with too many secrets surrounding the night she died. Now, I’m a single dad with two priorities above everything else: raising my two girls and making great bourbon. But when Faye Calloway returns after I ran her out of my small town—looking like a fantasy on stage and nothing like the cop she was trained to be—I know for a fact that she’s hiding more secrets than the one she blackmailed me to keep.

Amira has never been more than a pawn in her powerful father's games, but a chance to escape her life of lonely monotony arises when the king invites all nobles of marrying age to find their perfect match. Now, she must play a new kind of game. Forced into the political machinations of the ruling class, Amira learns that darkness lurks behind gowns and lavish parties.

The world loves Maverick Houston. Me? I’ve hated him since we were ten. It’s not exactly easy to escape your childhood nemesis when your parents are best friends who live on the same block. Through countless vacations, parties and holidays, Maverick and I have spent the past decade trading insults. Until that family dinner when his mother tells us she’s dying. When she asks us to forget the past and start fresh. That’s how I found myself on a date with the Treasure State Wildcats football star. The campus playboy.

He wants me to stay out of his way. I want to get under his skin. One look at single dad Callum Blackwood, and I know I messed up. I never meant to save a farm—or steal it from under the grumpy innkeeper who had already claimed it as his future. Now I’m the woman who swooped in on a whim and left him seething. Trouble is, I have no idea what I’m doing. Every smirk, every biting comment, is a reminder that he’s waiting for me to fail. But I don’t back down from a fight—even when the fight comes with a jawline that should be illegal and a scowl that sets my pulse racing.

All I wanted was a tiny interview to secure my podcast syndication deal. What I didn’t expect? That my big break would hinge on Hunter Reed—the NHL’s newest golden boy, full-time playboy, and the guy who mistook me for a puck bunny at Oakley’s bar. Hunter Reed is six-foot-two of attitude, muscle, and maddening charm. He’s the kind of clickbait fans obsess over and network execs would kill for—and exactly the kind of man I swore I’d never chase. Especially not after our less-than-stellar first encounter... and second... and third.

Evelina is a princess with no chance of becoming queen. The crown only passes to the Manor heir with the strongest magic, and hers is nothing more than a flicker of light. Which is great since Evelina never wanted that burden in the first place. While she's a lowly princess, she can roam freely. Not to mention, she had to stay by the side of her best friend since childhood, a companion unfit for a queen.

It was supposed to be a normal blind date–awkward, nerve-wracking, uneventful. But I walked up to the wrong guy: The hottest, sexiest, richest doctor in all of New York: Dr. Dillan Maxwell. My first crush and first kiss. Hours later, the doctor is in! (Talk about opening wide and saying, “ahhh.”) Then, he’s gone. For him, it was just a one-time thing—a wham, bam, thank you ma’am. But he left me with a parting gift: A pregnancy. Nine months later, it’s time to deliver my bundle of joy, my contractions only minutes apart. Who walks in as my OBGYN?

Lu's life as she knows it is over. Her wishes for freedom have finally come to fruition, but at what cost? Her worst nightmares have become reality as monsters, fae, and dark magic corrupt the only home she's ever known. Old, broken memories come to light, and the war from long ago seems doomed to repeat itself, with Lu stuck in the middle. Torn between her prince and the man she once called her enemy, she's left with questions she can't answer. The scales threaten to tip when the Goddess of Vengeance puts Lu's hard-won freedom more at risk than ever.

Book 2 in the Cherry Peak series. Tropes include: billionaire romance, small town romance, city boy/country girl, friends with benefits.

I meant to protect my heart. Instead, I'm knee-deep in self-inflicted torture. Tripp is a hazard in boots, while I'm a recovering romantiholic. I could've stomached the side effects of friend-zoning ourselves—including a brutal mess of longing stares and simmering jealousy. But then he offered to solve a problem of mine and teach me a few things—sans clothing. Strictly platonic. Purely educational.