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Under ordinary circumstances, Oakley Ford and Vaughn Bennett would never even cross paths. There's nothing ordinary about Oakley. This bad-boy pop star's got Grammy Awards, millions of fangirls, and a reputation as a restless, too-charming troublemaker. But with his home life disintegrating, his music well suddenly running dry, and the tabloids having a field day over his outrageous exploits, Oakley needs to show the world he's settling down - and who better to help him than Vaughn, a waitress trying to help her family get by? The very definition of ordinary.

Boss of Me is a stand-alone workplace, enemies to lovers, military romance with a badass alpha boss and the feisty woman who steals his heart. No cheating. No cliffhangers.

I said goodbye to my son. But he had one final request - a letter I'll never forget. "Dear Dad, If you're reading this, it means I'm gone. I had one dream, growing old with Holland. Death won't stop me from providing for my wife....Please take care of Holland. Take her back to California with you. It's a lot - I know. But, I'm placing my most precious possession in your hands. Love, Scott." But the thoughts swirling through my mind are certainly not what my late son had in mind. How do I resist this woman in front of me? After all, you can't choose love, it chooses you.

Callie Miller loves drama. As a theater major, that's a given. It's hard to date in the theater department when all the guys are either taken or gay - like her best friend and longtime crush. When Callie becomes the lead in the biggest production of the year, she realizes she has no time for love. Until Sebastian "Bash" Moore reenters her life, stage left. He left everything behind three years ago to chase his dreams. But his heart remained at home, tied to memories of a tiny blonde with a flair for the dramatics - on and off the stage.

He’s always been off limits because I know a relationship with him could never work. Like, ever. He’s too perfect, too sweet, too good-looking. Taking what we have a step further has the potential to ruin everything, and his friendship is too important to me. So I keep it friendly, always with my feelings locked up tight. We talk. We date other people. Until the beginning of senior year, one night at a party. When lines are blurred and eventually crossed. It was the best night of my life. A night I will never forget. Or regret. It’s all I can think about. He’s all I can think about.

 As a lifelong Vermonter, there are three beliefs I’ve always held true: 1. Our family farm is everything. 2. Hockey is a close second. 3. The Todds next door are our sworn enemies. But this season will test everything I stand for.... 

Nate Monson was gorgeous, obnoxiously wealthy, and a player. He was also the person who could destroy my world with a single decision. I walked into that bar looking for him. He saw me. I saw him. The chemistry sizzled between us, but no. I hated Nate Monson. I hated him with everything in me, even though my body did not. It didn't matter. Nothing I wanted mattered. He thought I wanted to get laid. What I wanted was for him to disappear. But first, I had to tell him that he had a daughter.

Former marine Cas Mathews has one goal - catch the serial killer terrorizing the Rocky Mountain National Park. That's until the sexy ranger Alta Johnson appears to collaborate on the case. Alta's natural beauty catches his immediate attention, but the strength behind her fierce gaze is what holds him captive - demanding he learns more about her.

Being ripped from her mundane life by a swarm of police officers is not what Rae Chapin expected when she woke up this morning. Accused of a series of murders she didn’t commit, Rae doesn’t have anyone to rely on. Except him. Alec Bronson, the popular boy who broke her heart all those years ago - now a smoking hot man - is her only hope of proving her innocence and finding the person eager to kill everyone she loves. 

If Sadie Mullins hadn't started to believe in love again, hadn't let herself fall for him, she wouldn't be feeling this way. Wouldn't have her heart breaking. Wouldn't regret meeting West Montgomery. The cocky bastard should have left her alone, let her forget about him. Let her move on with her life. Of course, he didn't. That could have been the end of it. Of course, it wasn't. Damn hope.

She was broken by the hands of my own father. I can’t hide in the shadows anymore, watching her from a safe distance. It’s time to show her all my plays. Kiara Coleman has the answers I need, and if I have to drag her back into my dark world to get them, I will. Once she’s there I’ll do everything I can to put her broken pieces back together again and keep her in her rightful place by my side.

Sofia knows how it feels to be the consolation prize. Too young. Not blond. And definitely not an ice princess. Her sister is—was—all those things. Perfection. Until she wasn’t. Until she ran off to be with the enemy and left her fiancé behind. Now Sofia is given to Danilo in her sister’s stead, knowing she’ll never be more than second best. Yet, she can’t stop longing for the love of the man she’s been crushing on even when he was still her sister’s.

Things are going to get...complicated. This is book 2 (the final book) of the Complicated Hearts Duet. Book 1 must be listened to first.

A former soccer player, stripper, and model, legendary party-boy Patrick Halloran finally gets his big break starring in the summer blockbuster. But when an accident leaves him changed forever, he hides away in his secluded Montana ranch. Only his new housekeeper is allowed inside - with one rule: She's not allowed to see him. But Pat sees her, and she's the most stunning woman he's ever laid eyes on. Even her voice is beautiful. Still, Pat can't allow himself to get close to anyone. Not without a fight at least....

Piper Mackenzie first sees him shirtless, standing in front of the military plane she was about to board, with one rather large wrench in his hand. The fact that he has the plane - the one that she’s about to be flying on for hours - in pieces only minutes before she’s set to take off on it doesn’t faze her. At least, not until a flippant joke about dying in midair leaves his lips.

I knew falling for him was wrong. I did it anyway, his half smiles and blue eyes pulling me deeper. Blue eyes that made me soar. He wasn't mine to keep, though. And like all good and rare things, it came to an end. Then, he strolls into my life, armed with dimples and gray eyes. Gray eyes that ground me. He smashes through my defenses, stealing what is left of my heart. Now, my heart is a war zone, past and present battling for my forever. They say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice. I call bullshit on that theory.

Trip Wiley wasn't always a Hollywood movie star. In fact, he wasn't always Trip Wiley. Back in 1990, he was better known as Trip Wilmington, the new kid in town. New place, new school...same old story. No big deal. It's not like this is the first time he's been forced to start over. But 17 years of city living hasn't prepared him for life in the suburbs...or for Layla Warren. Layla is smart, funny, beautiful...the kind of girl every guy dreams about. Trip should know. He's been falling for her since the first minute he saw her. And his life hasn't been the same since.

I’ve always been a foolish girl. I should have learned my lesson the first time a man betrayed me. It hurt when Rico abandoned me. My father’s deal was agony. Dante’s betrayal...it might kill me. And there’s nothing I can do. He’s not the kind of man who takes orders from his wife. And he’ll never let me leave. There’s nowhere I can go that he won’t find me. My father forced me to marry him. Dante made me love him. It’s my turn to show them all what a Bellanti woman is....

A female initiate is unheard of at Hawthorne Hall, but after forcing the brotherhood's hand, they had no choice but to let me stay. My plan should have been simple: Find out what happened to my cousin and best friend in the world, Will. Nothing is as it seems. This brotherhood is steeped in tradition and built on loyalty, but the deeper I dig, the more I see fissures in their supposedly tight-knit group. With the evidence I've found, every move I make seems more dangerous than the last. I no longer know who to trust.

Dear Fiona: I hope this letter finds you well—and by well, I mean significantly less infuriated than you were yesterday. I’ve wanted to continue our conversation from the night we met, but there are so many things I can’t say or do, now that I’m your professor. As an anonymous letter writer, I can give you some idea of what I have planned for us, once the year is over. As an author, I can share my work in progress with you. Not for you to critique but to show you how much you mean to me.