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I’m overworked, overwhelmed, and I have zero time for shenanigans...like waking up in Vegas drunk-married to my ex? How did this happen? No idea. But now Yom wants me to stay on as his fake wife for 90 days—while he buys my estranged father’s hockey team. And he's offering me five million dollars for the possibly life-ruining inconvenience.

I’ve always been the outcast in my cloistered Canadian village. So, after an especially humiliating rejection, I sign up for a Bridal Exchange trip to Scotland, a wolf kingdom desperate for she-wolf brides to reverse their zero birth population crisis. But even the threat of extinction isn't enough to make any of the Scottish Wolves want a 6-foot-tall, plus-sized she-wolf with a quirky whittling hobby.

Una romance hurt/comfort dolce e piccante, tre volte più intensa, per un’eroina matura che ha disperatamente bisogno del suo personale Beary Fresh Start. Piccola Cosa Vuota. È questo che sono diventata per sopravvivere al mio matrimonio violento. Vuota. Accondiscendente. Sottomessa. Una volta ero riuscita a scappare. Ho fatto finire il mio ex in prigione, ho ottenuto il divorzio, mi sono ricostruita una vita e anche il rapporto con le mie figlie. Poi lui è uscito di prigione e mi ha ritrovata. L’ho ripreso con me. Felicemente. Almeno, questo è quello che ho detto alle mie figlie. ...

Ciao, sono Holly, e circa sei settimane fa ho capito di essere il personaggio secondario di uno di quei film natalizi smielati in cui un’eroina ingenua e carina visita una piccola città, si innamora di un tizio qualsiasi appena conosciuto e decide di restarci per sempre. Già, proprio quel cliché romantico da diabete? Lei è mia sorella minore. Così, quando smette di rispondere alle mie chiamate e ai miei messaggi, mi prendo una pausa dal mio lavoro in città per rintracciarla e trascinarla fuori dalla setta—cioè, dall’affascinante paesino di montagna dove ha deciso di stabilirsi ...

Ciao, sono Lark, un’insegnante neurodivergente che tiene la sua vita in scatoline ordinate e codificate per colore dentro un’app di produttività. Insegnare alla Barrington Prep? Blu. Corso di laurea magistrale? Verde. Famiglia e unica amica? Giallo. Incontri con Mr. Good Time, il mio Dom mascherato e anonimo? Rosso. Ogni blocco di tempo ha perfettamente senso. In modo pratico, razionale… persino la mia situationship D/s senza impegno. Finché la mia ginecologa non mi sgancia una bomba: sono ancora sulla soglia dei trent’anni, ma una rara patologia mi sta spingendo a passo di carica...

I’m not truly one of the devout, bonneted brides who traveled to my sister’s wedding in Scotland hoping to find a pious mate in her adopted kingdom pack. Honestly, I only signed up for the free plane ticket and a place to lay low until I could sneak off and start the academic life I’ve been secretly planning for years.

Holt Calson was born with an 11-figure spoon in his mouth to one of the wealthiest families in the world. The night we met, I only had 11 dollars in my purse, and it was all the money I had in the world. We were never supposed to meet, much less be together. But Holt didn't care. He just wanted me.

When social worker Sam McKinley meets hockey player Nikolai Rustanov, it’s fire at first sight—a fire Sam totally runs away from as quickly as her heels can carry her. All Sam has ever wanted is a nice, normal family with a nice, normal man. The arrogant Russian hockey player who claims he doesn’t believe in love right before he offers to “eat her for breakfast,” is about as far from that as a girl can get. But some fires just can’t be put out.

Holt Calson was born with an 11-figure spoon in his mouth to one of the wealthiest families in the world. The night we met, I only had 11 dollars in my purse, and it was all the money I had in the world. We were never supposed to meet, much less be together. But Holt didn't care. He just wanted me. What Calsons want, Calsons get. Several years after that fateful summer, I'm happy and thriving in a solid relationship with a good guy—until my billionaire ex, Holt Calson, shows up at the resort where I'm working as a Kids Club manager. I've moved on, but he definitely hasn't.

Her ex is back and he wants revenge. But what will he do when he finds out the real reason she dumped him…And about their secret baby? Alexei Rustanov, wants nothing more than to leave his past behind, including the sassy Texas beauty, Eva St. James, who so callously broke his heart back when he was a poor grad student.

Everyone knows me as Amber Reynolds, the fierce and determined law student, who won’t let her blindness hold her back. My friends and colleagues encourage and applaud me, but I never feel clean. Because they don’t know who I really am… or the true reason I’m blind. You see, my father used to hurt people, until one day he kidnapped and brutalized the wrong boy. And the men who came to get him destroyed our lives. I’ve been given a new identity, but deep down inside, I know I will never be clean… An unexpected romance has made me start to believe that maybe happily ever after is possible.

Holt Calson was born with an 11-figure spoon in his mouth to one of the wealthiest families in the world. The night we met, I only had 11 dollars in my purse, and it was all the money I had in the world. We were never supposed to meet, much less be together. But Holt didn't care. He just wanted me.

I used to be a sensible, responsible good girl who kept her nose buried in textbooks and worked hard to make her father’s dreams come true. Then Keane happened. He was a crude, rude, ruthless Southie bully who only cared about his hockey career and pucking his way through a string of girls. I hated him and I thought he hated me, but then one unexpected spring break kiss changed everything. Moving across the country to go to med school and eventually marrying Keane’s total opposite seemed like the right things to do at the time.

A few years ago, having a curvy prisoner in my home wouldn’t have been a problem. A few years ago I wasn’t broken, damaged beyond all repair. I thought I was dead inside…until she came along and awakened me in ways I never thought were possible for a brute like me. But what will become of us when her past and mine collide? Can a monster like me ever become the man she deserves?

Since our divorce, my ex-husband has become one of the most powerful crime bosses on the eastern seaboard. He's not someone you want to cross, and I did a good job of avoiding him for five long years. But then I lied to him. When he caught me in that lie, I admitted it. Finally told him the truth. And he immediately made me his prisoner.

Her ruthless country singer...everyone thinks Colin Fairgood is exactly what his PR machine tells them—a country superstar with a killer smile and dazzling blue eyes. But I met him before his country makeover and the fame. Colin has a dark side...one that takes me places I've never been. One that makes me want to do very bad things with him. One that makes me scared of him. And even more scared of myself. I don't know what kind of endgame he's running on my heart, but he's definitely playing for keeps.

Since aging out of the foster care system and becoming a nurse, all I dreamed of was marrying a nice doctor and moving to a two-story house in the suburbs. So how did a dangerous biker gang criminal end up handcuffed to my bed? And why did I agree to let that animal teach me how to...ahem...do things. Wicked things. In the very same bed he’s been handcuffed to in order to keep me safe? Long story. And I’m truly scared to find out how it will end.

Victor. No last name. Totally mysterious. He doesn't talk. He's insanely hot. And now...I'm supposed to be spending every Thursday with him??? When my dad asked me to tutor the son of an important business associate, I thought I was agreeing to teach a little kid. Victor's definitely not a kid. In fact, it's hard to believe we're even the same age. He's way more powerful than any boy I've ever met.

When a shockingly sexy amnesia patient shows up at my hospital, he flips my heart switch on like no one ever has before. Now I'm happier than I've ever been and seriously considering a future with someone who doesn't have a past. But when the shocking truth about his real identity finally comes out...

Him: She showed up in my dark world and pulled me into her light. Then she ran away. For six long years, she kept herself hidden from me. She is my wife. Did she really think I would just let her go? Nyet. She belongs to me, and now that I have found her, I will make her pay for destroying me. Her: He's the domineering monster I had to escape. The only place he and I work right is in bed. And now that he's found me, he's determined to take every scrap of dignity I have left. So why can't I stop wanting him?