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We all have secrets. Like the fact that I portray myself as a simple florist, living a mundane life. Which is a far stretch from reality. My family is rock-god royalty. My father an ‘80s icon, my siblings all celebrities in their own right. Then there’s me, Lyric Griffin, hiding in plain sight, trying to be everything I’m not. Along comes Eddie, someone to whom I find myself completely attracted. I’m simply Lyric to him, not a princess of rock. He’s gorgeous, a little cocky, and knows what he wants - me.

With little more going for me than a lenient judge who assigned community service hours instead of jail, I had to get my life under control. That meant distancing myself from friends who weren’t ready to come clean.

If there’s a contest for two people who don’t belong together, Jasper and I would definitely win. Jasper’s tall, dark, and waaaay too handsome to be on my farm. He’s an uptight British big-shot, and my goat got mud all over him only minutes after he showed up. It’s safe to say we didn’t get off to the best start. To make matters complicated, Jasper owns half of my farm. I’m broke, he’s dripping with money, and I hate him on sight.

I have been called arrogant. Ruthless. Heartless. I don't consider those characteristics to be insults. If I am arrogant, ruthless, and heartless, then people cower down. I make my own rules and call all the shots. I suppose that's why people opt to call me by my last name. Havoc. It's very fitting for me. I wreak havoc on anyone who gets in my way. Right now, that person is a beautiful redhead who refuses to play by my rules. Doesn't she know I'm the only one who's allowed to break them?

Corporal Cole Morgan is a cocky jerk. He may have everyone else fooled, but I know better. After my sister died, I was left to sort out her affairs and pick up the pieces. Thirty days and then I’m on a one-way trip back to our hometown. Back to my perfectly planned life. Back to what family I have left. Everything was going according to plan, too. Until Cole, with his stupid green eyes, perfect hair, and ridiculous good looks, ruined everything.

Can what happens in Vegas stay in Vegas? Taking a well-earned break with her best friend, Sam Walker would never have expected to be faced with her brother, or his teammates, enjoying a pre-season stag party. Sam knows the single footballer mentality and didn't expect to be drawn to the charismatic one and only Jackson Taylor. One night. That's all he wanted. But after just one night with Sam, he knew once would never be enough!

I made my career on my own terms and ended it at the top of my game. Retirement should have been easy except the one person always in my corner walked away, taking my heart with him. The opportunity to host a satellite radio show gave me a new lease on life, and everything was great - until I was forced to interview a ghost from the past. He was always my ultimate dream, but instead he became my devastating heartbreak. With his interview over, I was ready to move on with my life. However, he had other plans.

Cold. Cruel. Fearless. Ed Mescal had been all those things. None of them fit. Rebel. That one did. To the people who loved him, he’d been a brother. A grandson. A friend. To Piper Warren, he thought, he’d been much more. But lies that get buried are old and ugly once they're unearthed, something Ed's enemies are about to discover. Now he's back, freed from the past and ready to reclaim the life and love stolen from him. If he can prove that even a rebel deserves a second chance.

Tall, bearded, and rock-star handsome, he is only looking to order two coffees to go when he walks into Peace Café. Instead, Tucker leaves with a pocket-rocket spitfire in his arms, returning her safely to Temecula wine country after their meet-cute takes a turn for the worse. Ophelia doesn’t date. She’s in a committed relationship, working on herself and her soon-to-be-open tiny-house Airbnb business, the Fainting Goat Ranch. Tucker wants a date.

Money doesn't buy happiness. Trust me, I've had it all my life and I have nothing. No love. No joy. No pizzaz. To make matters worse, my parents are pushing me to marry someone who doesn't even give me orgasms. Yes, it took me a while to figure out that I needed to stand up for myself. Which is why I was on my way to NYC, boyfriendless and out on my own for the very first time in my life

Real love is an illusion that left me heartbroken and a single mother. I tried, failed, and am finally picking up the pieces. No one will convince me I need to give love another chance, especially not the sexy-as-sin pilot who attempts to do just that. He is annoying and won’t go away. Why won’t he take a hint? And why am I letting him get under my skin? I should just forget him, but for some reason, I can’t. His ice-blue eyes are destroying the walls of protection around my heart.

The life of a playboy pilot most definitely has its ups and downs...quite literally and figuratively. The lack of attachment and platinum membership in the mile-high club can be satisfying, but I find it's lonely, never having anyone to go home to. No matter how I look at it, my taking-it-easy outlook on life seems perfect. What becomes a problem is when punches are thrown one stupid night and suddenly - I, a big-shot pilot - can’t see.

Ben Schilling hasn’t always been a superhero; it just sort of happened one day as he walked home from the subway. Since then, he’s found himself doing good deeds whenever necessary. Sometimes he sees an opportunity to help. Allison Kirby doesn’t need anyone’s help. So, when some jackass tries to help her get her stiletto unstuck from the grate in the sidewalk, she did what any self-respecting woman would do - she decked him.

Life as a CIA operative might be exciting, but living under the radar gets lonely. Meeting someone, much less having a relationship, is the most impossible mission of all. There was someone...once. But she was looking for a white picket fence and I was headed for war. Now, my years of service to my country are catching up with me and I’m ready for a change. I just never expected that change to be Shannon, or that she would be in trouble.

Tatum Trevino waltzed into my life like he owned it. The renowned soccer star showed up as my new coach and changed everything. Until rumors started flying about the bad-boy prodigy kicked off his team. I thought he was nothing but another cocky playboy, but there was another side to him under the facade. Late training sessions, secret getaways, and a delicious sleeve of tattoos led to temptation. We kept our relationship private, but I wasn’t the only secret he was keeping.

The plane took off, and I couldn't stop trembling, despite the soothing sound of the pilot singing a Beatles song over the intercom. My name is Bianca “Binx” Moretti, and I hack from the rich to give to the poor - mostly. Only I hacked from the wrong rich guy and was literally on the flight for my life. When Xander Hawke took the seat next to me, he tried to charm me with his smooth-talking ways and dimpled cheeks. Yeah, he’s drop-dead gorgeous, but he's also arrogant as hell.

They call me Mister Masher. I’m the homerun king on the field...and off. With a glitzy life full of parties, money, and beautiful women, settling down was the farthest thing from my mind...until I met her. Fiery redhead Addie has the kind of luscious curves that turn my thoughts to a line drive up the middle. But every charming pitch I throw at the single mom is a swing and a miss. I soon learn Addison’s son is critically ill, and she is willing to make any sacrifice necessary to ensure he gets the best possible care.

I want Knox Wright. My best friend’s brother, my boss...the man who breaks my still-shattered heart. Knox was a college hockey legend and, now, he’s one of the most successful architects in decades. I was the new hire whose desperate need to move on from that night drove me to succeed. I never should have accepted the position, not once I looked into Knox Wright’s eyes and felt the heat deep in my belly...but I did. Because Knox makes me feel alive. And as I fall under Knox’s spell, our relationship turns intense and deep...and secret.

“What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?” When Ryder DeLuca posed that question to me at my cousin’s wedding reception, the last thing I expected was to end up in his bed. I was the kind of woman who lived inside the lines - until I broke the rules for a smooth-talking, creative Casanova. I really shouldn’t have been surprised when I woke up alone in his hotel room. Three years later, our worlds collided once more, and this time, I wasn’t only caught off guard by Ryder’s sexy, dimpled smirk, but also by the little boy standing at his side.

I’m sick of following suit, doing everything my dad thinks I should. I’m my own woman, and I know just how I’m going to prove it. I went through six years of college to earn my master’s in business to please him, while I wanted a degree in interior design, so I worked my tush off and received my bachelor’s in that, too. Now that I’m 24, I’m going to do a 180 in my life and take a job I never saw myself doing, just to please me. It really can’t be too hard to serve food to people, make beds, and use a feather duster...can it?