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My new boss has it all. In spades. Gorgeous green eyes? Check. Hard-and-sexy body? Check. Intelligence? Check. Success? A big fat billionaire.... Check. Too bad I haven't started out on the best foot. My big mouth has already turned him against me, and tempting good looks and success aside, Trent Turner is no peach either. He's stubborn and thick-headed, and son of a fruitcake, he thinks he knows everything there is to know about the hotel business. But that's not all. See, he isn't just my billionaire boss from hell. He's my new neighbor, too.

Shelby Hunt has the perfect life, married to the perfect man. At least, that's what anyone would think, looking at her. They couldn't possibly know about the past five years of lonely nights, or the divorce papers still sitting unsigned on her husband's desk, or the shady business practices he's brought home on more than one occasion - often in the form of scary men with loaded guns and briefcases full of laundered cash.

Dr. Will Cummings is the star of a medical reality show that's practically blown up overnight in popularity, and I'm the new nurse at his practice. Unfortunately for me, I'm also the nurse who made a completely awkward first impression by introducing myself while he was in the middle of a pap smear and ending the day by accidentally showing him my ta-tas. Yes, that's right. I gave my new boss a peep show. Gah. You'd think I'd have already put in my resignation and moved to Alaska, but no. I'm still here, getting to know just how much more Dr. Will is than a handsome face.

For Delilah Sinclair, catching a man's attention has never been a problem. It's the part that comes later - the happily-ever-after part - that always seems to trip her up. All her friends may be settling down, but this fiery redhead has no intentions of ever being tamed...Until she meets a man just as wild. Luca "Blaze" Buchanan is the best fighter to come out of Boston in years. Men want to be him, women want to be with him, and no one smart ever bets against him.

Gwen's barely gotten a taste of normal when her resident god shows up with an assignment. The bridge between the human world and the world of the gods is weakening, and the nine hosts of Heimdall must find each other if they hope to fix it. One small problem - Gwen and the Keens must travel to another world to find Heimdall's remaining hosts. Gwen has always relied on books for her education, but no amount of reading can prepare her for what waits outside the human world.

Museum curator Summer Bennett knows that happily ever afters are not make-believe. After all, her siblings all found their soul mates, so she's optimistic her Prince Charming will come along too...eventually. In the meantime, she focuses on her job and her volunteering - which brings her face-to-face with one of Hollywood's hottest A-listers. When Alexander Westbrook flashes America's favorite panty-melting smile, Summer's entire body responds.

Kylie's best friend Braxton is the hottest man she's ever known, with a rock hard body and a smile that melts the panties off every woman he meets. Except Kylie. Mostly. Kylie is anxious to get off the dating carousel and find something real. Despite the way Braxton tends to suck the air from her lungs, she knows he's trouble. He's just another player, and she's tired of the game. But Braxton isn't the man she thinks. The real reason he's sh*t with women is simple. None of the women he's with are the one he wants. None of them are Kylie.

Phillip: I never expected to be the prime target of a bachelor auction, compliments of my outrageous sister-in-law, the new queen. I don't care if the internet has turned me into a royal hottie meme, I am not a piece of meat. So when the first eager single woman arrives at the palace, I send her packing. Only the damn woman refuses to leave. Ruby: Why would I want to buy a date with an arrogant rude prince? I'm here to do a job, which I desperately need, and no delusional prince is going to stand in my way. Obviously, the "royal hottie" believes the hype.

Gwen has spent her life on the road, picking up and moving every few months when her mother has a mental break. They take care of each other. They don't need anyone else. Or so Gwen believes...until her mother announces she's met a man online. When they arrive at his opulent home, Gwen is plunged into a world that seems too good to be true. Suddenly she's living in a mansion overlooking the beach and eating foods she's only read about in paperback novels. Her mother's new man has a gorgeous daughter and four irresistible sons who apparently don't mind her complete social incompetence. But the family they've joined has more than its share of secrets.

Asher Norrell is my dream man - hot, brilliant, and charming, every big, strapping inch of him. Too bad he thinks of me as a platonic buddy. I'm no femme fatale. Nope, I'm the tomboy who shoots hoops with the guys, not the love bunny who sits on their laps. But, oh, well. I guess it's all for the best. Because I just got engaged. Even if the marriage won't be quite...the usual kind. I just wonder if Asher will be pissed when he finds out who my fiance is.

Aria Dixon is an artistic free-spirit who likes to have fun with men - in the bedroom. Once she's had her fun she moves on - until she tries to sneak into one man's apartment, only to discover he knows more about her than she thinks. Sure, this guy is rich and gorgeous, but is he worth hanging around for?

I'm a modern 23-year-old princess bound by rules more suited to medieval times. My father's declining health means I will soon be queen, but, as a woman, I will not be allowed to rule alone. I can only claim my birthright by marrying the man chosen for me - a business tycoon useful to our kingdom. If I do not comply, my younger cousin will take my place simply because he's a man. I never met a man tempting enough to risk a kingdom...and then I meet him.

First thing you should know about me: I'm on my honeymoon on Villroy Island without my groom, which was a no-brainer given how my ex-fiance decided to "accidentally" fall in love with my best friend. I don't want to talk about it. Second thing: I'm a romance author on a generously extended deadline, and I've sworn to use this time away productively. I'm about to admit defeat when a prince with an image problem falls into my lap. And for some crazy reason, it's decided that me posing as his fiance would be a good idea.

Being a rock god isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's become a soulless grind. Which is why I'm now on my mate's houseboat, far away from the spotlight, hoping to find my way back to the music. Yeah. Not gonna happen. I've just discovered a stowaway on board, and I can't believe who she is. A bloody princess? And the prim little woman won't leave the boat, so I make an offer to scare her off - a no-strings fling. Only she says yes. I say no, and she promptly locks herself in my bedroom. I swear I'm dropping her off at the next port. She's trouble wrapped in a pretty, virginal package.

Gabriel: I am the crown prince of Villroy, heir to a kingdom, bound by duty to marry and produce an heir. I expected a quiet arrangement through royal channels, instead I got a palace full of women vying for my hand. This undignified circus is beneath a man of my stature! Proof being that a saucy, ill-mannered woman wearing body-hugging clothes is in the lead. Anna: The plan sounded simple: Pose as my friend, pick up her inheritance, and return with the cash to keep her out of jail. Suddenly I'm in a battle royale with a bunch of crazy competitive women for riches beyond our dreams.

Bonded from birth and marked with a curse. Our bond was inevitable no matter who tried to keep us apart. The only way to save my family now is to work with my mate, the one person I'm meant to avoid at all costs. We're volatile and unpredictable, but we're stronger together than apart. I don't know that I can trust her, but it seems I have no other choice. This war is bigger than the Jarreau name. As humans close in on our territories, it's time our family accepts that no wolf fights alone.

There are three things you need to know about Anna. 1) She's a bounty hunter with adrenaline junkie habits, 2) She's the "awkward" twin, and 3) She's a thief - kind of. Darius designs security systems for Cipher Security, and the strange and remarkable woman he met the night the painting was stolen is as intriguing a mystery as his hunt for the thief is. But the lady has no filter, and she knows she can't lie to the man who looks like a Disney prince and kisses like fairytales are true.

Every family has a black sheep - even the royal ones. In the royal family of Denmark, that black sheep is me. Princess Stella, the scandalous divorcee, the only single mom in the family. It doesn't bother me what people say. It's always been me and my daughter against the world. Then that world of mine gets turned upside down. Prince Orlando of Monaco, whom the media has dubbed "The Royal Rogue" for many good reasons, comes to stay. The lewd words that leave his lips are inappropriate in any company. He seems to enjoy getting under my skin - and pretty soon, under my royal bedclothes as well.

Wes Sullivan is a military hero with a terrible secret. Every day, it tightens its grip around his neck. So he doesn't have time for a person like Whitney. She's a spontaneous risk-taker who likes to destroy a person's routine. Forget that. Forget her. The feeling is mutual. Wes is too serious. Too controlling. Too military. And worst of all? He's her best friend's older brother. But times are tight, and she needs a roommate. Wes needs a place to live. She has the room. She can resist him. For now....

The last time I saw Declan St. James was at our rehearsal dinner. That was shortly before he jilted me at the altar. To avoid the swarm of whispers and finger pointing every time I dared to show my face in public, I fled two hours south to Atlanta and never looked back. Over the last decade, I'd planned hundreds of scenarios about how our next meeting would go down. But being elbow deep in a cow's ass was not one of them.