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Billionaires Xander and Javier Santiago head to Louisiana seeking a new start, where they both fall for the beautiful and tragic London McLane. London is stunned to find herself open to every heated suggestion...and desperately hopes that her love will heal them. But a killer is watching, on a single-minded mission to destroy everything the Santiago brothers hold dear, especially London. As fear and desire collide, every passionate beat of her heart could be her last.

Jade enjoys sharing the joy and freedom she finds in Parkour through her gym, Leap. When the Dark Sons Old Ladies hire her for a private class, a hidden fantasy of hers comes true. She gets to meet her celebrity crushes, Hannibal and Ink, and wins time and tattoos from them in a bet. Ex-Rangers Hannibal and Ink do everything together from joining the Dark Sons MC to opening Dark Ink Tattoo Studio. They couldn't help but be drawn to the vibrant woman who wasn't afraid to take them on in a challenge.

I hate Ripley Brewer. So, why am I cuddling on his lap, peering into his ocean-blue eyes while cameras record our every move? My best friend needs my help to save her career, and I would do anything for her. Besides, filming a reality show sounds fun … until Ripley shows up to play the role of my fake boyfriend. As always, we nearly come to blows within minutes of seeing each other. The playboy billionaire accuses me of a setup, but I insist I’d rather live in a world without carbs than spend a minute with him.

My indentured servitude is almost over and freedom is a heartbeat away! Until some alien guy buys me because he needs a nanny, quick. What? I’m not even good with kids. I’ve never changed a diaper in my life. But the beings at the employment agency won’t listen. “Hew-mans are hot right now. Everyone wants a hew-man nanny”. Great. And since there isn’t another human available...I’m hired on the spot. Yay, me. And on day one of my new job I’m having a panic attack because I finally meet my new boss and he looks like Satan himself.

With the wounds from a bad breakup still healing, Penny Parker is reluctant to dive back into the dating scene. She's especially wary of being set up with an older man, but Ian Pratchett wants the same future she's after: family, stability, and true love. Though all the signs point to Ian being the One, can the timing ever be right between two people born decades apart?

Ladies, hold on to your tits because we’re coming to you today with shocking news you won’t want to miss. Lyle Livingston—bassist of The Rhett Taylor Band—has tied the knot! Yes, the man we all know to entertain his female company strictly on one-night standards has taken the plunge, reportedly to his best friend’s little sister!

Phoebe’s spirit was forged into steel by a childhood split between foster care and the streets. Now grown, the simple act of accepting the wrong drink traps her in the underworld of human trafficking. On her way to be sold to a Mafia sociopath who’s obsessed with her innocent looks and unbreakable spirit, Phoebe desperately reaches out for help from an unlikely hero.

I can't stand her. But that doesn't mean I won't sleep with her. Chloe is smart, determined, and could out-hack me any day. I'll never tell her that though. Because she's also cocky and a sellout. And hot. One night locked up with her is all I need to decide...I want to hack my way into her heart.

I’m not exactly bubbly and friendly. This is probably why my lonely job as a private investigator is perfect for my skill set. Usually, I’m very good at what I do. I get the job done and move on. But my latest assignment has thrown me for a loop. The satanic-looking Hyrrokin biologist I’ve been tracking has gotten under my skin. Sir Bane Ashmoor has become much more than a job. Through my telescopic lens, I can literally see my future unborn children in his deadly eyes.

Drew: Bailey's beautiful, but you're not supposed to notice your best friend like that, so I keep my thoughts to myself. When I need a pretend girlfriend for a party at work, she says yes; mainly so she can finally meet the guy who's been driving me nuts on the job. I keep telling her, no, he's not attractive. He's a pain in my ass; attraction's got nothing to do with it. Not that I'm attracted to him. Obviously.