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Welcome to Happy Cat, Georgia, where the men are hot, the romance is swoon-worthy, and the animals don’t play by the rules. This box set includes four stand-alone but linked romantic comedies, as well as a bonus novella featuring a British single dad who’s head-over-heels for his nanny.

But to be fair, Jake Hansen is no ordinary ex.=He’s the boy who taught me how to love, the breakup I never stopped regretting, and the only person in the world who hates me with the force of a thousand roaring house fires. Which is how I end up buying a month of Friday nights with the man. It’s the only way I can get him to stand still long enough for me to apologize. Jake makes it clear he would rather run headfirst into a burning building than spend time with me, but the longer we’re forced to play nice, the harder it is to pretend the old feelings aren’t still there.

A collection of three best-selling contemporary romances from Lauren Blakely and Lili Valente, bundled up for the first time ever! In this bundle, you’ll find romances with themes including brother’s best friend and lessons in seduction, road trip and friends to lovers, and one-night stand with a rival!

My sister is the one who's supposed to marry the prince. I'm just here to fake it for one tiny, harmless, royal engagement week. What could possibly go wrong? Sweet, shy Lizzy has spent twenty years dreading her arranged marriage to Prince Andrew of Gallantia, the little monster who made her cry every summer of our childhood. So when she begs me to take her place at the engagement festivities while she finishes the lingerie collection that could change her life, I say yes.

Note to self - do not bang your best guy friend in the limo on the way to the swanky Vegas hotel. I give myself very good advice. Too bad I suck at taking it. If only Colin and I hadn't drunk so much whiskey, if only I'd kept that red bikini in my suitcase, if only his evil ex-girlfriend hadn't come sniffing around making me feel territorial and protective. Not that my bad boy rock star best friend is any help. Walking around looking ridiculously sexy, telling me I'm perfect in that panty-melting voice of his when we both swore we’d never do anything to put our friendship at risk.

Sleeping with my teammate's sister? Rookie mistake. Getting her pregnant? Career-ending penalty. They call me the Guru—the guy who never loses his cool, never breaks the code, and definitely doesn't knock up his best friend's little sister after one perfect, reckless night. But judging by Beatrice's new baby bump, six months ago, I did just that. Now she's back in New Orleans, gorgeous, glowing, and determined to do this solo. She doesn't need my money, my help, or my suddenly inconvenient feelings. Too bad.

Four powerful men. Four lines they were never supposed to cross. One collection that will leave you breathless. The Forbidden. He's the one man I can't have—my ex-boyfriend's father. He's powerful, protective, and the only man who truly knows how to handle a "good girl." The Enemy. He ruined my family, but one night on his yacht proves he has anything but ice in his veins. Now I'm falling for the man I'm supposed to hate.

Snagging a date? I need a fake date. She needs my late-night expertise. Now, if we can just keep our hands off each other… As the premier best-man-for hire in all of Manhattan, I promise discretion, so when I need a plus one for a couple of “I dos,” I turn to my gorgeous, clever, witty best friend’s sister. She’s my good friend, too, and I lust after her completely. I mean, I TRUST her completely. After all, just look how she’s kept her lips sealed about the hot, multi-O night we spent together.

Maxim Thorn is a ruthless Alpha, a mobster king who rules his pack with an iron fist. He’s also my only hope. As a shifter from the wrong side of the tracks who’s just been rejected by my abusive fated mate, I don’t have a lot of options in this city.

She’s been proposed to five times. Five. She even said yes to one of them. And then broke his heart when she called it off. Not to mention her mother’s heart. And her grandmother’s. And his mother’s. And...you get the picture. Paige Asher has now officially sworn off all dating. Diamonds give her hives. All she wants is to be a yoga-doing, cat-collecting vegetarian in peace. Away from her marriage-crazy family and all their expectations. So when her weekend fling turns into a real friend and offers her a place to escape, she finds herself on his doorstep in Louisiana.

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!

Love is overrated, and I have the third-degree relationship burns to prove it, courtesy of my ex. I'm done with romance. Then I meet the world's funniest, sexiest lady firefighter, and all my staying-single plans go up in smoke. The problem? Faith's even more gun-shy when it comes to love than I am.

Thou shalt not bang your best friend. That commandment would be a lot easier if Maddie wasn’t the sexiest siren ever to wade into a tide pool. Or if I was good at resisting temptation. I’m the troublemaker, the firefighter who enjoys getting a little too close to the flames. And the trouble is double, since Maddie’s sister is about to marry my brother. That makes a tryst even riskier. But it’s cool—we’ll keep our bang-a-palooza a secret from our siblings and keep things casual, so no one gets hurt.

Okay, fine! I’m not really going to stake Colin or his brother, the insufferable, bossy-fanged Darcy Blackmore. At least not as long as I can find another way to stop our siblings from getting hitched. My sister, Lizzy, won’t admit it, but she doesn’t love Colin. She’s sacrificing herself so we can stay in Nightfall, New Hampshire, and renew the magical shield keeping the paranormal creatures here, including witches like us, safe from human discovery.

It was only supposed to be one time. But that red-hot one-night stand from the party? The sexy man in the suit who gave me more Os in a few hours than I've had in a year? Turns out my charming British stranger is keeping a little secret. He's as much of a whiz in the kitchen as he is in the bedroom, and soon, we'll be going head-to-head in NYC's biggest bake off. My one-time lover is now my enemy. I vow to loathe him for all eternity, though that would be easier if I wasn't dying to get naked with him again.

Top three reasons why sleeping with the enemy is a bad idea... 1. She’s my fiercest rival. 2. She’s also my fiery ex. 3. We’re going up against each other in a stiff competition to win the hottest new client on the market. And yet, I’d like to be up against the wall in a stiff competition to get her to call out my name. Time to double down on my resistance to her tough-as-nails, take-no-prisoners, sexy-as-sin attitude. The same attitude I find irresistible.

Four Sizzling Fake Dating Rom Coms! Get the entire Fake Dating in the City series together for the first time.

I live my life by a few simple rules - let no one in, trust only my family, and don’t ever spend more than three nights with a woman. Those are easy enough to abide by when I meet gorgeous, captivating and absolutely brilliant Sophie Winston, who wants nothing more than to explore all her sinful desires with me after dark. Desires that put me firmly in control in the bedroom. That works for me—as long as I can keep the secrets I need to protect. Not only the ones about my family, but the ones about how she’s interwoven into my dangerous past.

Would I like to know what all the sexy times fuss is about? Heck yes. Do I want to lose my virginity to a prince out to ruin my plans? Or risk breaking the heart of a man I'll have to leave behind? Hell. No. I'm already living on borrowed time. If the firstborn curse on my family is real, I only have six months to ensure my twin sister lives happily ever after. But Jeffrey wants to slam the brakes on my sister's romance with his brother and force me to stay in bed until I recover from a touch of pneumonia.

Advice from my future self: Don’t ask your best guy friend to give you nookie lessons. Oops. Too late. I already begged my rock star BFF to give me lessons in seduction. And sweet, strong, always-has-my-back Shep already let me down easy, proving I have zero game, even with people who profess to care about me. Now, I’ll never live down my embarrassment or figure out why I’m a failure with the opposite sex. Or so I assume…until Shep changes his mind, agreeing to three weeks of red-hot study buddy time before he goes on tour and we part ways as friends.