Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Romance can be a little complicated when you get sucked into a wormhole. Just ask high school English teacher June Flint. One little solar flare happens and suddenly you find yourself 85 years in the future. Eighty-five years from your dream job. Your ailing mother whose only companion in this world is you. Your favorite stuffed-crust pizza from DeLucia’s on Sunday nights. But when June’s cell phone inexplicably picks up a signal, she’s able to call back to the present—more specifically, four weeks before she accidentally time traveled.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with my best friend’s little sister before our lives went in different directions. Now, I’m the grumpy to Juliet’s sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling.

Jane Austen fan Amelia Bennett sneaks away from a dull tour of an English country manor, only to run into a man more dashing than Mr. Darcy himself. About to lose his ancestral home to family debts, charming aristocrat Tom Calder invites his American guest to join him in drinking his way through the estate’s priceless wine collection. But when they wake in his bed the next morning, they’re convinced that in their drunken haze they witnessed a murder. Problem is, the body has vanished and no one believes them.

After my ex-boyfriend makes me the target of a cruel online hate campaign, I know I have to get away. The last thing I expect on my trip to Sweden is a moose standing in the middle of the road—or the mysterious, bearded ranger who pulls me from my wrecked car. Now, a storm's brewing, and I'm being carried into a secluded mountain cabin by a Nordic God rippling with muscle. Inside, I'm greeted by three ridiculously hot Swedish mountain men.

Naima: Lord, who crashes a stranger’s wedding and ends up spending a hot night with a secret billionaire? That'd be me. I blame my bestie, Simone. She dragged me along to her gig, and I slammed straight into Alexander, whose eyes—one green, one half-hazel—held promises even stars couldn’t keep. But a crash later, and not the wedding kind, wiped my slate clean. No memories of him, just a lingering ache for what might’ve been and, nine months later, a little girl with his same two-toned eyes. That should have been the end of it, but life has a way of coming back around to bite you. ...

This thing me and Jo have, it’s real dangerous. And not just because of who we are.Passion. It’s reckless. Doesn’t care who sees or what it costs. It’s good if you have a little. Just enough to aim and shoot. Hit your goal. But it shouldn’t be spilling all over the place. Damn. I knew the danger. The whole time. She seemed a little lonely, but she seemed decent. Moral. Had her head in the right place. I just can’t remember why I thought that would keep me safe. Why would a woman not have the power to consume me, just because she was decent and moral? Since when did pure oxygen ...

His goal is to take her from her fiancé. Her goal is to stay loyal to her fiancé. Tate. I'm a confirmed bachelor that's sworn off marriage. My life is perfect until she clings to me in a chaotic restaurant. Minutes later, I watched as another man put a ring on her finger. I don't care if I must break her engagement to get her. It's simple. I want her. I'm the guy that gets whatever I want, so getting her should be easy. Then, I find out that I either: Marry her or Walk away. Can I walk away and watch her marry the fiancé? Hell no! Lande. He's a rich confirmed bachelor. Our paths would ...

Weekend Fling was written by USA Today Bestselling Author Reana Malori After a steamy weekend encounter that meant more than it was supposed to, Kara Thomas finds out she’s pregnant with Austin Delaney’s child. Kara doesn’t want to trap Austin into being a father, and she knows his job in the Navy dangerous. When he left once their weekend was over, she didn’t know if she’d ever see him again. When Austin shows up at her door unexpectedly, getting the surprise of his life, she realizes she made the wrong choice in not telling him about her pregnancy. Austin doesn't know if he's ...

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Jacob Roark has all the affluence and magnetism every woman desire. He has the billions, the fame, the money, and the drive to charm any woman he sets his sight on. But he only yearns for an ordinary woman like the mocha beauty Samantha that's down to earth and has nothing to do with the entertainment industry. But lies may find Jacob out, and cause him to lose the very thing he craves for. The fiery hot and attraction between the two may be threatened—unless their love wins through the unintentional deceit. ~~~Jacob moved to stand closer to Samantha. She stood frozen, from both distress ...

When Nia Nash got involved with Drake Paradise, heir to the Paradise Construction empire, she never thought she'd end up raising their son alone. Hurt and furious, she's spent four years trying to forget everything about him. From the way his piercing blue eyes would follow her every move to the way he set her body on fire with only one kiss. Drake Paradise not only broke her heart, but he changed the course of her life forever.

There are angels and demons at war inside my head. I had it all figured out: finish high school, attend seminary, and finally answer my calling of becoming a priest. What I hadn't counted in the equation was her. Grace Miller. The girl who was always out of my reach. The girl who still makes me lose my breath with just a look. Little did I know she would become my temptation and vice, and quite possibly, my ruin. Now I'm standing at a crossroads, and my head is a battlefield. How do I choose sides when it means losing a part of who I am?

I have it bad for my grumpy boss. Mr. Mavis is thirty-five. He shouldn’t be grumpier than an old man complaining about the summer heat. I witness his tender side when his daughter’s around. I’ve watched the grump from afar for years. I’m the reason he’s the way he is. As much as I want a second chance with him, I know that can’t happen. Secrets, lies, and tragedy keep us apart.

When I applied to medical school, I never thought I'd be paying the bill by becoming a surrogate. I suppose a girl has to do what she has to do in the end, so I decided to intercept Uncle Sam before he could come for me. Funny enough, it's surprisingly easy to find willing participants. I answered an ad, and the guy showed up at the coffeehouse we agreed to meet at. He showed up frickin'...beautiful and with brown eyes that tightened my tummy in ways they probably shouldn't have. He looks familiar to me. Like I've seen him on the news or in the paper or something.