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As social chair of Sigma Beta Psi, I’m the life of the party. It’s what I’m known for, and if it’s not fun, I’m not interested, simple as that. I’m not someone who overthinks. So, when one of my brothers hooks up with a dude from another frat house, it catches me off guard when I can’t stop thinking about them…together. There’s only one way for me to get this obsession out of my head, and that’s by jumping in with both feet and putting it into practice.

You know what’s the worst feeling in the world? Being in love with someone since you were twelve years old, knowing they only see you as a little brother type. Not even becoming an NHL star has made him realize I’m all grown up now. All of that changes when I ask my brother’s best friend to ref a charity match and we spend an entire week in each other’s pocket. Being close to him is torture, but for the first time since my adolescent crush started, I begin to feel hope.

Royal Scoundrel is the prequel novella between Charles's dads. Even though it takes place twenty years before the Frat Wars books, it's best enjoyed last. DASH: Archibald Levine the third is a pain in my ass. Rich, cocky and the closest thing to a prince that our school has. I hate everything about his entitled attitude and the stupid Kappa crown he wears. I also hate the gigantic crush I have on the guy. One night, backed up by the courage of tequila, my mouth gets away from me and I offer him the one thing he can't stop thinking about. Me. On my knees.

Sex is a fantastic stress reliever. Or so I'm told by the two hot guys who offer to help me get over some of my work-induced anxiety by getting under both of them. I say yes—for one night—and proceed to have my world rocked—for three days. I can not afford that kind of distraction. As fun as it was, I have a business to run, a loan to pay off, and a life to live that does not include any extra commitments or responsibilities. Especially not a golden retriever hockey player and a bossy billionaire who are in love with each other and want to make me the third in their long-term plans.

Ivy Stone came to Cold, Montana, to film a movie about The Cold-Hearted Killer. What she didn't expect was to come face-to-face with a real-life killer. Or that the killer would have his sights set on her.

When I'm looking for a hookup, I want three things: big, thick, and rough. So it doesn't make sense that I can't get my new hire out of my head. He's a tiny guy with big ideas...and he's my apprentice, which means he's completely off-limits. But he's already under my skin. And for the first time with any guy, I don't think I can hold my own against him. Physically, yes. Emotionally, no. Auggie makes me weak.

Who needs a white picket fence anyway? Happily ever after - what a joke! I tried that once and ended up divorced. Now, I only want one thing from men. Charlie Nelson is good at giving me that one thing. Really, really good. So good, in fact, I discovered a new side of myself. I never knew I liked to watch until I saw his talented hands touching someone else. I never knew I liked to be watched until I felt his searing gaze on me. Maybe happily ever after isn't always a white picket fence, wedding bells, and two-and-a-half kids. Maybe it's something a bit more...unconventional.

Fresh out of a failed marriage, Grace doubts she'll ever trust again. But Sabre is determined to claim her—along with her unborn baby—as his own.

An anonymous one-night stand was just what I needed before moving to Vermont, to open my very own coffee shop, Special Blend. Happy new year to me! I've lost the only family I had. So when the locals welcome me with open arms and empty cups, I know Maplewood is truly home. But it’s my neighbor, Nate—the tall, rugged lumberjack-type next door—who really gets my heart racing. Have we met somewhere before?

Known for its luxurious accommodations and bespoke service, the Hotel Louis XVI has been the most lauded boutique hotel in all of Paris for decades, attracting an international clientele of the rich and famous. Now, after four years of renovations and the death of its legendary and beloved manager, it is set to reopen its doors at last. An esteemed group of loyal returning guests is set to descend upon the hotel, joined by a number of new faces who have managed to secure coveted bookings in the wake of last-minute cancellations.

How good are you at keeping a secret? Because I, Juniper Perry, have been keeping a big one. For over a decade, I’ve been crushing on the guy with the easy smile, warm brown eyes, and charismatic charm. He’s all the perfect things that, when you add them up, spell out Man of my dreams. I know that doesn’t sound bad at all, but there’s more to this story. We work together. I’m a lowly intern, and he’s a high-powered executive. He’s my newest neighbor. No joke—he’s temporarily living next door to me. And to top it all off, he’s my best friend’s older brother.

Austin James was always my #1 crush - and off-limits - until a college hook-up showed me he was every bit the playboy his rock-star reputation promised. Now, he's back after a mysterious break from the spotlight, offering an exclusive profile that could make any journalist's career.

Ten years. It's been ten years since Marcus Monroe walked out of my life. Now he's back as my brother's #1 wide receiver. And he wants me back. We'll see about that.

Hockey is the only thing I care about. College? Hell no. And the last thing I need is Kayden, a golden retriever teammate who thinks I'm gonna drop my surly attitude and become his BFF. I know from painful experience to never let my guard down, and the only rule I follow is my own. But unlike everyone else, Kayden doesn't sprint away from me. Instead, he's skating too close. And we're set to collide.

I've never been in love myself, but that doesn't stop me from secretly matchmaking for my friends. Who would suspect me, a world-class athlete, of meddling in other people's love lives? I love love, especially when it's not me who's doing the falling.... "No thanks." That's what Hollis Westbrooke said when I asked her on a date. Well, propositioned her, actually - but it was all a big joke; one she doesn't think is funny.

She’s the virginal cheerleader, and he’s the tortured bad boy. Their worlds are different, but college life at Dickson University brings them together in a passionate, angsty, fiery collision.

Boyce: I was a broken man trying to heal. She was my daughter’s best friend. Strictly off limits...until that one night, when she looked...all grown up. Vivian: The day I lost my parents changed everything. Thankfully, I found a soft place to land. But when I grew up and moved away, I couldn’t get him out of my head. Now, I’m all grown up, he’s single, and we’re both willing.

As a kid, you don't think about the sacrifices you'll have to make for your dreams. I surrendered a carefree childhood to hours upon hours of grueling practices. Abandoned life with my family in favor of a boarding school that would hone my skills to perfection. But my biggest sacrifice, the one I couldn't predict I'd have to make as a little boy, is denying who I am. I thought I could do it. I thought hockey would be enough. After all, as the top rookie in this year's NHL draft and the most promising defender the league has seen in years, my dreams were coming true. Enter Xander Nydek.

When I meet Ford, something about him just… clicks. I have no idea why. He's big and mean and clearly hates me, but something in my brain lights up and decides that he is exactly what I've been missing in my life. I'll turn everything upside down to get to know him better.

Arranged marriage? Check. Cocky new husband? Check. It's a marriage of convenience - one I'm determined to keep strictly professional. I can't be stupid enough to fall for this sexy playboy's charm or advances. I have to be strong, even if he is my husband. Except he has a big cock with an even bigger ego, and his main goal in life seems to be getting me to stroke both. The arrogant bastard is like sweet, sugary candy for my libido. I know he's bad for me. But I want to devour every wicked inch of him.