A killer with a white picket fence. Suburbia, a great place for a man with secrets to hide - while investing in some solid real estate. The biggest drawback? Neighbors. In this case, a neighbor with sexy curves and a bright smile. Good thing she's not his type. Single moms with annoying exes are on the do-not-date list. Stay away. Calvin wants to; it's just not happening. He can't help but find himself drawn to the chaos next door. And when danger threatens his suburban lifestyle, this assassin doesn't hesitate to act.

Almost dying puts some things in perspective for Reaper. For one, he is getting too old to be dodging bullets. And secondly, who will mourn him when he is gone? Maybe it's time to think about settling down. Problem is, exactly where does a retired assassin meet the right kind of lady? Charming Reaper Montgomery - the first - turns to a dating service to solve his problem and finds himself intrigued by the owner, especially when his first date with her ends with bullets flying. Between her secret past and his killer resume, they'll make a deadly match.

Once upon a time, Darren fell for a woman while in the world's most romantic city. In full view of the Eiffel tower, he had his heart torn from his chest and stomped on. Time for revenge. Francesca played Darren for a fool, but he won't let it happen again. Now that he's found her, she's going to pay for her actions. Problem is she's getting under his skin. Rubbing against his skin. Making him remember those Paris days and hotter nights. Before he can decide if he's crazy enough to fall in love with her again, everything explodes after the wedding.

How far would you go to keep a promise? Reed Bradford never should have made that promise. He’d barely survived the first time around, but now she was back, his best friend’s little sister, his one-time neighbor, and the woman that he never should have promised to protect. He never should have done a lot of things, like cross that line, but once he did.... There was no turning back.  

It’s true. I’m not what most people would call “pretty” and, well, high school was rough. Fast forward ten years and life is good, until a bunch of jerks think it’s hilarious to put the “butterface” (AKA me) on a wedding Kiss Cam with the hottest guy ever - and that old humiliation hits hard. I recognize him immediately. The hottest cop in Waterbury and totally out of my league. But then he kisses me. And we totally forget the room, the crowd, everything. Then he tells everyone we’ve been dating for months.