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Sadie Sandler wouldn’t consider herself a quitter. But then, she did walk out on her own wedding twenty-three minutes before she was supposed to walk down the aisle. Now she’s back in the small town of Misty Peak, working at her grandmother’s bakery and nannying the child she basically raised. There’s just one problem…the child’s father. He’s tall, sexy and has the kind of ocean-blue eyes she could drown in. There are so many reasons why she should stay away from Eastern. So why doesn’t she want to heed a single one?

I'm at the top of my game—star receiver of the Boston Blizzard, huge new contract, women throwing themselves at me nightly. When I find myself needing some extra help keeping my life together, I don't expect a sexy little firecracker to show up at my doorstep. The kicker? She knows all about my football world. When I overhear her on a phone call talking about how no man in Boston can give her what she needs, I find myself scrambling to figure out how to make her submit to me in more ways than one. But I won't stop with just her body. I want her heart, too.

The man had seemed so innocent in the bar - okay, not innocent, per say. He’d been hot, hard, and possessed a butt that I wanted to bite like the last chocolate chip cookie in my stash. He’d also skipped out of town faster than a villain in a B movie, leaving me woefully unsatisfied. I’d chalked the whole incident up to a bad night stand and moved on with my life. That was before the news of a failed IUD. Before the plus sign. Before Jordan showed back up determined to make that night up to me. I didn’t want a baby or a payday or a sexy, stubborn man in my life.

The first sign of trouble was the rough, masculine voice. The second was the Scottish accent. God, Cecelia loved Scottish accents. The last was the scent - his scent - familiar and uniquely Colin. Cecelia had been through bad breakups before, but none had compared to the two, yes two, that had come at Colin’s hands, because she was apparently glutton for punishment and didn’t know better and was young and stupid and in love.

I’ve had a thing for Gavin Maddox ever since I was a freshman, but it’s a mission doomed to fail. Of all the guys I could have picked on campus, I had to go too far with the quarterback, my brother’s best friend. We’ve spent the last two years avoiding each other. It’s not that easy when you have the same friends, not to mention I can’t forget the way it felt to be with him. But I can be civil. Polite. Detached.

As the best running back in the league, I have no shortage of women wanting my attention. And I've eaten that up since being drafted to the Boston Blizzard… until now. Ever since I met Dia Spencer, I haven't been able to focus on anyone else. When we find ourselves outside a Vegas wedding chapel while celebrating the biggest win of my career, I shoot my shot and end up married for a night to the girl of my wettest dreams. But when I get the chance to keep her as my wife a little longer, I have to figure out a way to convince her to stay forever.

Max Abbott takes center stage in the Butler, Vermont Series finale when the timeline jumps forward five years and finds Max staring down his ten-year high-school reunion with no desire whatsoever to attend. Under pressure from friends and family, he ends up glad he went when he connects with the one person from high school he didn’t keep in touch with—his ex-girlfriend, Lexi, who has been “missing” the last ten years.

Kelsey Scott has never wanted anything more serious than a hookup. Work triumphs all, men are simply trainable orgasm machines, and her friends and family are everything. But with her brother's wedding rapidly approaching and matchmaking rapidly ensuing from all angles, she decides she needs a buffer from all the “perfect Mr. Rights”, the white tulle and frumpy bridesmaid dresses, and - ick - the heart-warming vows.

This past weekend my fiancé (24 M) and I (23 F) were at a party at a friend’s and I’ll admit we both got pretty wasted.... Apparently sometime that night he asked me if it was okay to summon a demon for a threesome before our wedding, and according to him, I told him, “Yes.” I don’t actually remember this happening so clearly? But his friends must have heard me—because a week later, they’d all pitched in to have a Delectably Demonic ™ summoning kit delivered to our house for him.

I swore to myself that I’d never cross that line with her. But when Savannah Monroe, my chief operations officer, shows up on my doorstep with a proposition that starts with her in my lap and a promise of just this once…breaking the rules suddenly seems so enticing.

I didn’t expect to see Rylee Creed after her brother’s funeral. That’s the initial reason my jaw hangs slack when she walks into Bent Pedal a month later. The loss of my friend hit me hard, but that’s nothing compared to the crash she’s endured. Grief and misery still shadow her every move. But she’s not alone.

Alexa Lynch has spent most of her adult life lying about who she was. Not even her family knew she worked for the CIA. Now she can't outrun those lies when she's caught standing over her informant. Her very dead informant. Charged with murder. Then released on bail. Alexa will have to try and discover who set her up. She will have to learn to trust the prison guard, Colt, who first thought the worst about her.

Getting stuck in the hockey locker room was not how I envisioned catching my next story. After a fateful encounter with two of the hottest players in the NMHL, I'm swept into an unforgettable first date.

Pro football legend Madden Bradley was never supposed to be anything but my enemy. With one season left on his contract, he’s set to take over his family’s empire, and I’m his business rival. Forced into a partnership we both resent, the last place I should be is tangled in his sheets. Now we’re stuck working together, and the more we clash, the more explosive the tension becomes…until it finally detonates. He’s maddening, charming, and completely addictive. And when he murmurs exactly what he’s going to do to me, I forget that he’s supposed to be the enemy.

The search for Mr. Right is over… Until my new "boyfriend" walks into a bar and my best friend gets fate-induced heart-eyes at first sniff. So, I bow out with grace and maturity… by running from the bar and jumping behind the wheel of my car in the middle of a snowstorm. When I find myself lost on an unfamiliar road outside of town, everything suddenly goes blank. Luckily, three alphas that smell a lot like mine come to my rescue. I can't remember anything except my name, and we're stuck in the middle of nowhere with no cell signal or internet, but I feel… safe.

Beneath These Dark Skies is book 3 in the Ravenpeak Bay small-town romance series and follows Kolten Avery.

In hockey, dirty is a term used to describe an outstanding deke. And, you could say that my father pulled the biggest dirty of all. I just found out that I am the secret love child of a hockey titan. Growing up, he didn't want to have anything to do with me; and now, my new step-sister is trying to keep the whole thing a secret. If that sounds complicated, it gets way worse.

I'm the unluckiest person in the world. Think getting a parking ticket while your car is being towed. Or winning hockey tickets… only to end up in the hospital with no memories because a two-hundred-pound hockey player crashed into the plexiglass—and straight into you. Yeah. That happened. Next thing I know, I'm being taken in by said hockey player, Caleb—the same guy responsible for my current memory wipe. And as it turns out, he might also be the kindest man on earth. He introduces me to his friends, shares his hobbies with me, and even cooks for me.

I used to believe love was easy to find. My whirlwind romance would begin once I was ready to take the plunge. Spoiler alert—every failed first date on record suggests otherwise. Just when I’m beginning to fault my lofty standards, Garrett Foster saunters onto the scene. The football star turned bar owner is quick to volunteer his services. He vows to deliver the best version of Mr. Right—just to prove first impressions deserve a second glance.

Of all the subs Jennifer works with as a Domme-for-hire for Hooded Pleasures as Danielle, her favorite is Nathan Harrowsford, a sexy, tough yet kind beat cop with a desire to be dominated on his days off. Though she is responsible for creating a haven for his fantasies, it's he who makes her feel safe. Yet when she learns a violent piece of her past has been let out on parole, she hesitates to bring Nathan anywhere near her complicated world.