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Never make a bet with a man who plays to win. Especially not a man like handsome, arrogant Connor Pratt. A.k.a. the huge PITA who's currently crashing in my spare room. A.k.a. my brother's best friend since they were about six. A.k.a. the one guy who still makes me feel like an awkward tongue-tied loser. But when Connor moved in, I got a glimpse of another side of him. Because, like me, Connor's going through a nasty break-up. And, like me, he's just doing whatever he can to get through it.

I'm a career woman. I wear success like a second skin, and I'm rarely satisfied with anything less than the best. This includes my love life. If you want to date me, you better bring your A game because I don't play with the B team. The only type of commitment I'm interested in is the one I have with my career. There is no man strong enough to tame me. Bold enough to rattle me. Or confident enough to win my heart. But then again, I have never met a man like Luke Rivas.

A prominent voice in transformational healing and the divine feminine, Roxo shares tried-and-true methods that have led to both her own healing and that of hundreds of her coaching clients over the years.

I was never a beloved daughter. Only a prized possession to be kept in a gilded cage until my father was ready to trade. It was my duty, carved in stone and written in my blood that one day my virtue would be exchanged for an alliance. And now, that day has come. Gian Silvestro, heir to the Silvestro empire, will accept me as his wife. He will seal my fate with a kiss that holds a thousand promises. But to him, our vows only mean one thing: I am bound to him...and shackled to his hate.

Roxy Quinn - tattooed goddess, daughter of punk rockers, and general beautiful badass - thought she’d never see Edward Cavendish III again. The wealthy British hotelier wandered into her dingy New York City tattoo parlor, a little drunk and a lot brokenhearted. And very, very charming. After a night of panty-disintegrating passion, Roxy sends him on his way. She has zero time to pursue the suit-wearing sex god. Not when her business is failing. Not when her employees are counting on her.

Samantha Rose views her dance - on the silks, on the lyra, on the ballroom floor - as an empowering art form. Not a come-on to entice men to shower her with fancy gifts she doesn’t want. In reality, her dreams look more like home. Love. Lots of children. So far, she’s zero-and-too-many for finding the man who’ll fit into that dream. He definitely isn’t Derek Damon Wright, the enigmatic, Viking-conqueror sexy owner of Club Frost. Though every time he looks at her, she feels it like silk wrapped around her skin.

Dasha is very excited to take on the job of her dreams, but when Dan insists that she move in with him for a month for the duration of the project, she struggles against her inhibitions and struggles to fight her growing desire for this man and completing the job. Will she make it 30 days?

Hal Price is a successful business man. He controls a lion's share of the sex toy industry on the West coast where he is known as the "Marital Aid" emperor. Hal's executive secretary says he should try some of his own products at home to spice up his marriage, but that is only when she was not letting the boss man get in her own panties. Four beautiful powerful women essentially run the company, and keep the boss happy in more ways than one.

Isabella lost her husband years ago to his addictions. Abandoned in their silent home, rudderless, she lost herself, diminished to nothing. Now widowed, she’s returned a year after the funeral to finally dispose of that house. Alone. An epic mistake, with memories still echoing from the walls. When his brother Marcos appears, holding out his hand to help, calling her Ella in that commanding voice, her insides go warm, pliable, willing. Soaking up the strength and calm she’s been sorely lacking.

Daniel just got dumped, and instead of revealing the truth to his family, he hires an escort to be his girlfriend at his sister's wedding. Alison isn't an escort - nor has she ever been one - but somehow she finds herself letting Dan buy them drinks and giving her half of the money up front. An abridged introduction and a few lies later, they're arriving at the venue. There, however, a factor that neither of them ever considered threatens to send both of their facades crashing down.

Do it right, or don’t do it at all. London Chantelle’s mantra has brought her to the brink of success as a public relations consultant. Landing a contract with Whitestone International will push her career to the next level - if her ideas get past the firm’s legal “Gladiator”, Carson Drake. When he enters the boardroom, filling it with his commanding presence, her belly flips in a way that spells trouble.

Everyone knows Jonathan Brond as the playboy congressman. They don't know he's hiding a second life - one he only shares with select women. Christiana is tired of trying to stay afloat, at school, at home, and with her socialite best friend. She's desperate for something new, something different.

In book two of The Naughty Office Girl Series, Hal Price, the West coast Emperor of the sex toy market, and his secretary Isabella, hire an intern in the wake of the near disaster caused by Mandy, the head of shipping. The intern hired is the perfect fit for Hal, Belle and the company, as she returns the afternoon of her hire date for some explosive sex which begins with Belle and ends with the three of them.on the floor of Hal's office! It is office sex at its best!

I probably didn't make a great first impression. Rushing through his apartment door - practically naked aside from the plastic shower cap on my head - and charging for his bathroom as if my skin was on fire. What was I supposed to do? Wait around for a white knight to swoop through my bathroom window with a wrench and a toilet plunger to save me from my faulty plumbing situation? Insert eye roll here. Anyway, that's the story of how I met my new landlord.

Ben Riggs says he loves me. He says he hasn't stopped thinking about me since he broke my heart and chased me out of town all those years ago. I say, liar liar pants on fire. And boy, do those bright yellow, flame-resistant fireman pants look good on him. I'm aching to feel those big, rough hands clenching on my hips and to collect on the illicit promises burning in his dark blue eyes. Self-control goes up in flames every time he flashes that arrogant smile. So I give in - because a woman has needs. (Am I right, ladies?) He can have my body, but my heart is off-limits.

I can't stand Clinton Alvarez. My life was meticulously organized, painstakingly structured, and impeccably sanitary...until he rolled into town with his bad manners, his short temper, and his cocky smirk. Now, he's opened up his grungy barbershop right next door to my pristine cupcake shop, bringing along his clientele of sketchy, leather-loving motorcycle guys with broken noses. He's infuriating. Having him around brings out the worst in me. All of a sudden, I'm acting on impulse.

Charlie Hartley is the thing that addictions are made of. At least that's what I've heard from the parade of desperate women who've gone through his bedroom's revolving door. Brash and unapologetic, tattooed and insanely handsome. I'm sure there's a Charlie Addicts Anonymous meeting taking place somewhere in the great state of Illinois as we speak.

From the first time I meet Leo Montgomery, I know I'm in trouble. His dark, heated gaze skittering down my body sets my skin on fire. A rare sighting of his elusive, heart-stopping smile and - dear lord - I think I just ovulated. But then, he hires me to babysit his adorable little troublemaker after school, and now, my maternal instincts are working overtime.

"Come up to my room with me...." The invitation came in a deep, husky voice as I was sobbing into my floral arrangement and consuming all the alcohol during the lowest night of my life. I should have said no. It was wrong to accept the handsome soldier's offer. But I was hurting. I wanted those rough hands and those soft lips and that sculpted body on me. I was never supposed to see him again. But two years later, he's here - in Copper Heights - just as tall, rugged, and charming as the night we met.

As a plant geneticist, Paige has always been focused on her work, but when she and her dog run into former Navy SEAL Max, she recognizes the lonely, shattered man behind the rugged exterior. When Paige's work becomes the target of criminals and she's abducted, Max springs into action. Though still terribly wounded, this tough-as-nails SEAL goes on his last mission - stopping at nothing to save the woman he loves.