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He’s the sexy alpha male in the corner office who goes through assistants faster than free donuts in the break room. I’m the assistant who was chosen to cover for his last fire. The owner of the company is clear - hook the biggest client in our firm’s history....

An der Sicuro Academy halten Russen und Italiener Abstand voneinander - sie sind schließlich erbitterte Feinde. Umso schockierter ist Polina Aminoff, als ihr Bruder verkündet, dass sie Dante Accardi heiraten soll, den Erben der italienischen Accardi-Familie. Dante, bekannt als Frauenheld, ist genauso unglücklich über die Verlobung wie Polina. Doch sein Vater hat klargemacht: Es ist seine Pflicht gegenüber der Familie.

Hollywood heartthrob Gavin Price invaded our small town, Sunrise Bay, like he owned it. Gavin was my biggest celebrity crush when I was young. He bears the charisma of an easygoing boy-next-door mixed with a rule-breaker personality both in person and on screen. For a moment, I thought maybe my fairy godmother sent him to me. Until he decided to run against my mother for mayor.

Der dritte Band der Mafia-Academy-Reihe von Bestsellerautorinnenduo P. Rayne Aria Costa, die jüngere Schwester des mächtigen Marcello Costa, spürt vom ersten Moment an eine dunkle Anziehung zu Gabriele Vitale. Doch er macht deutlich, dass er nichts mit ihr zu tun haben will – oder täuscht er nur vor, nicht interessiert zu sein? Als eine unbedachte Entscheidung die beiden zusammenbringt, bekommt Aria einen Einblick in Gabrieles dunkle Seite, die sie gleichzeitig anzieht und erschreckt.

Turn-ons...Party girls. Platinum blondes. Zero expectations. I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female, you'd have the perfect woman. Then why the hell does Ava Pearson an outdoorsy girl, a brunette, and a woman who screams stability and responsibility seem to be the only woman on my mind lately? I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix my son, my bar...well, that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me.

The Kingsmen’s best wide receiver. Rich AF. Hot as hell. A stallion in the sack. How do I know that last fact? I may have shared a one-night stand with him six months ago when I was rebounding from a broken heart.

Ihr Leben ist eine einzige Baustelle. Er hilft ihr, an den richtigen Schrauben zu drehen... Ein Wasserschaden bringt das Fass in Marlas Leben endgültig zum Überlaufen: Schlimm genug, dass sie von ihrem Mann betrogen wurde und mit ihren vier Kindern zurück in ihr Elternhaus ziehen musste. Aber jetzt steht auch noch Hank Greene vor der Tür, der heißeste Handwerker und Witwer in Sunrise Bay – und der Cousin ihres Ex. Die beiden fühlen sich genauso zueinander hingezogen wie schon vor zwanzig Jahren.

It was a fun Vegas getaway—until I woke up married to my ex-fiancé’s brother. After Watson brother #1 ditched me at the altar, I stopped believing in happily-ever-afters. So I have no clue how I ended up saying “I do” to Brooks—Watson brother #2—somewhere between tequila shots and bad decisions. Okay, that may not be true. Sheriff Watson has been a charming thorn in my side ever since his brother left our small ranch town in his rearview mirror. He’s a little too steady, a little too sweet, and way too intuitive because he sees through my facade.

Luca Bianco is a jerk. There I said it. Men like Luca are good for one thing only - a one-night stand - not commitment. I don’t care if my friend did pay good money at a charity bachelor auction for me to go on a date with him, I refuse to do it. That is until Luca offers me a deal I can’t refuse, and I agree to be his pretend fiancé. The heat that’s simmered between us for a decade ignites and I’m not sure even Luca will be able to kickstart my heart after I call code blue.

Who’s the mystery woman who's just walked into my brewery? I’m not the only one from my Alaskan small town asking themselves that question. But I’m positive that I’m the only one in Sunrise Bay undressing the pretty blonde in my head. Everything about her, from her make-up to her high heels, says she’s a fish out of water. Whispers and speculations run rampant until the secret of who she is gets uncovered. Then the rumor mill goes into overdrive when she announces she’s staying to open a bookstore in the building next to mine.

It’s Ford and Lena’s destination wedding, and every professional hockey player joining them for the big day is ready to let loose. But, between vacation hook-ups, one player falling into bed with the boss, and a surprise guest at the resort, there’s more action - and complications - than any of them could have predicted.

If you're having fun living your bachelor life in your Alaskan hometown and out of nowhere a woman shows up holding a baby she insists is yours, you need a plan - a birth plan. BP Step #1 - Lift your jaw off the floor. BP Step #2 - Figure out the baby's age - do the math. BP Step #3 - Try to remember the woman and, with any luck, her name. BP Step #4 - Double check that she's not confusing you with your twin brother. BP Step #5 - Ignore your five sisters' scowls as your entire family watches the drama unfold.

I never thought of myself as dad material. Until my one-night stand showed up in my small Alaskan town five months pregnant. But I don’t shy away from responsibility. First, because I’m a Greene, and not to boast, but we’re kind of a big deal in Sunrise Bay. Second, I’m the sheriff.

Lucky. The one adjective used to describe my entire hockey career. I prefer to call it hard work - at least I did until my game went to complete crap. I haven’t scored in eight games, and the team owner is talking about trading me. I’ve never believed in superstitions. Never needed one. I suppose I was “lucky” in that way. But now the best way to refer to me is desperate. I’d wear the same socks for an entire year just to be the high-scoring center I used to be. Imagine my surprise when after spending New Year’s Eve with a woman, I score a hat trick in the next game.

It was never my plan to wake up in a Vegas hotel room as Dominic Mancini’s wife. The man has brought me nothing but heartache since I was 16. At least we agree on one thing - a quickie annulment and we can both get on with our lives. I can go back to teaching little girls to dance, and he can go back to making millions in Wall Street. But sometimes, what happens in Vegas doesn’t stay in Vegas.

She was always the one. Or so I thought. Turns out my instincts were dead wrong. Years ago I was faced with the choice between two women. Both were perfect in opposite ways. One was carefree and against commitment. The other was a woman you’d bring home to mom. I was young, naïve, and stupid. I’m sure you can guess who I chose. Now, I’m older, wiser, and know what the hell I want. So, when the same two women pop back into my life, it’s my chance for a do-over. But they flipped the script.

Cristian Bianco has two things against him - he's a police officer and he's a police officer in the 18th District…meaning my dad is his boss. Growing up as the Commander's daughter and having his magnifying glass focused on everything I did was more than I could handle.

Dating is hard. Dating in your 30s is even harder. Dating in Chicago is harder still. I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after, but in the age of swiping right and Netflix and chill, I'm wondering if everything is as temporary as my marriage turned out to be. Truth is, there is one guy I can't get my mind off of. Roarke Baldwin has salt and pepper hair I've dreamed of running my hands through, and I'm pretty sure that if I checked, he really does have a six-pack of abs underneath his suit.

You might be wondering how you’ll know when your playboy ways are coming to an end. For some, it might be an unexpected pregnancy (ahem...you know who). For others, it might be finally landing the one woman you’ve always wanted (cough...I won’t mention any names). For me, it was the death of my mentor and the subsequent reading of his will. The signs were there. They always are. But I didn’t notice them until it was too late, and my demise was complete.

I’m the town widow. Not the only one, but the youngest by far. My husband died one year after our wedding, casting me as the charity case in my small Alaskan town.