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She’s just temporary, a momentary blip in my life. Although I have to admit she’s quite attractive, as far as blips go. She’s also the first person my son has ever actually liked, which has to count for something. I’ve always been the kind of man to keep my plans flexible. Adaptation is key. Just like I’ve had to adapt to having a beautiful woman waiting for me when I get home every night - temporarily, of course.

The wedding was going to be a fake. The only catch was nobody could know. Not even my wedding planner. Now the wedding planner thinks I’m the world’s biggest bastard. She thinks I’m in love with the woman I’m supposed to marry. She thinks a lot of things, but she doesn’t know the truth. She’s got no idea she’s going to fall for me by the time this thing is over.

You know that instinct to run when something bad is coming? Yeah. I apparently missed out on that one. Because when Damon Rose came, instead of running, I got pregnant.

When he walked into my restaurant, I thought he was the hottest man I’d ever seen in person. And then he spoke. And I realized who he was. The world now knows him as John Brandt - the ridiculously wealthy, handsome, genius workaholic startup founder and tech entrepreneur. I will always think of him as the annoying geek who's my older brother’s best friend.

There are three guaranteed ways to ruin a perfectly unstable marriage: 1. Tell your beautiful new bride she’s the devil. 2. Tie one on, and don’t come home. 3. Oh, and let’s not forget, uncover family secrets that rock both of your worlds. I really need a rewind because now my temporary wife is pissed as hell and wants a quickie divorce. Wooing her is my plan. Sending flowers, writing love notes, and even serenading her are some of the sure-fire methods I’ve learned from watching her favorite romantic comedies.

I have loved Rosa since I met her in high-school English, even though the odds have always been stacked against us: She’s the child of criminals, resigned to a bleak future; I’m the heir to a successful construction company, unafraid to go after what I want. And I want Rosa. Always and forever.

Tommy and I grew up together in a foster home that nearly killed us both. We loved each other with our whole hearts until the world tore us apart. And now I’m in the back seat of his car, and he won’t tell me where he’s taking me. As the days pass, one thing is clear: The attraction between us is as powerful as ever. His kisses are still sweet. His touch is irresistible. But I don’t know if the boy I loved is going to save me or ruin me.

The only thing that stands in the way of my revenge is her. The lying, scheming daughter of the man who killed my parents. She has the secrets I need to bring down her father. And I’ll do anything to get them. I will lie to her. Steal from her. Use her. Ruin her. It helps that our chemistry is explosive. What I’m not expecting is for her to be so sweet. And so strong. So...irresistible.

It was simple: Pay the debt and I stay out of jail. Pay the debt and I stay alive. But I sacrificed it all for Beth. Punishment is coming, but I can take it - as long as Beth is safe. Away from her mother and everyone else who would hurt her. I gave it all up for two days with her. And it was worth it. She always was. The secrets we keep are what tears us apart...

Alyssa Miller is tired of waiting for her next-door neighbor to see her as more than just his best friend. Ready to let off some steam, she heads to Las Vegas for a romance-book convention where, if she's lucky, she'll get down and dirty with one of the sexy cover models. Dillon Alexander doesn't do commitment - especially not where his best friend is concerned. She deserves a man who can give her the world, not damaged goods. But when he realizes Alyssa intends to have a one-night stand on her vacation, he hauls ass after her to make sure he's the one to scratch her itch.

Taryn Ledell never wanted to fall for sweet blue eyes and a deep Southern drawl. As a World Superbike racer, she had plans, and none of them involved playing second fiddle to any man. But now he's back, and she's forced to make some hard choices. With her sponsors eager for a decision, Taryn finds herself tangled in all the lines they've drawn in the sand. But broken bones and broken hearts don't heal overnight, and the cost of forgiveness may be sky high - unless Billy can prove that his heart never left the ranch...or her.

One: We’re alive, for now. Two: Gavriel’s totally lost control. Three: Santobello is hunting us. Four: Someone will die.

Turning 27. No problem. Inheriting my grandfather's winery. Been waiting all my life. Moving back to my hometown. I can handle it. Getting married to my old high-school sweetheart. Wait, what? We hate each other's guts. But I only have 30 days to turn my company around or lose it forever, so I don't have time to worry about that. Besides, she's days away from declaring bankruptcy, and merging is our only chance. There's a big problem though - only one winery can survive.

How to make a reluctant fiancée happy: Buy her a huge-ass diamond ring. Throw a balls-out engagement party. Make the wedding a quickie. Every girl dreams of getting married. Right? Not Paris Elizabeth Hollis Fairchild. And especially not to me. When it turns out she doesn't have a choice, the arranged nuptials dear old granny insisted on go off without a hitch. But that doesn't mean we're riding off into the sunset anytime soon. With both of our failing wineries merging and a contract that states only one family business can survive, we're spending a lot of time negotiating.

Summer Bright is just a name on a tombstone. A whispered mystery on the long-forgotten Woodbury Lane. Her ghost teases me with fear and perfection. She knows I'm not strong enough to do what I should've done years ago. The Bullets are united once more, bonded by their demand for blood. There's a vulnerability in their friendship though. Gavriel craves control. Blaise fears losing me. Ryker fights his guilt. Callum's moral compass will get us killed. Chesterbrook may be where the old me died, but it's also where I learned that hell isn't a place.

Sunshine. It's a nickname I haven't heard since I lived on Woodbury Lane, where the houses were pretty, but the secrets? Deadly. It was a pet name known only to the Bullets. Rough, violent, and ruthless, they laid claim to the town - and my heart. I wasn't supposed to fall for a boy from the wrong side of the tracks‚ especially not four of them. But they were the only ones who understood that sometimes hell hides in plain sight.

I've spent my whole damn life making the wrong calls. Not that anyone ever notices—whether on the track or back home, I'm always in the shadow of my perfect big brother. But anonymity has its perks sometimes...like when the firmly off-limits ex of my biggest rival finally looks my way.

I hated fire. I hated how the smoke wrapped around my naked body, stinging my skin with defiant embers. I hated the smell of burnt flesh, the ashes heavy on my tongue, my charred soul like splinters deep in my chest. She’s dead, Juliet. There’s nothing else you can do.

When she fell in love and married her childhood best friend on a whim in Vegas, Tia innocently thought love conquered all. Turns out, that was a crushing lie. Her world shattered as she and Andrew were torn apart by secrets and mistakes. Ten years later, Tia has left the pain behind and carved out a new life with Mr. Perfect. The only thing standing between her and happily ever after? A divorce from Andrew.