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I'm the unapproachable NHL captain with a reputation for chewing up reporters in interviews, forwards on the ice, and shutting down anyone who tries to get close to me. And that's how I like it—no feelings, no complications, and zero chance of reliving the grief I experienced when my wife passed away seven years ago. But sometimes the best laid plans go up in flames, and that's exactly what Collins Mackenzie does when she strolls into a bar one post-game night and gives me a taste of the cold shoulder I've bestowed on all those around me.

He’s an Army Ranger. She’s a baker. He’s organized and ridged. She’s messy and carefree. He doesn’t do relationships. She’s following her heart. His family chat blows up his phone. She just buried her last living relative. The holiday season doesn’t seem so jolly, as they venture from one mode of transportation to the next.

NASA engineer Dr. Jackie Darling Lee is a genius about many things...the male species is not one of them (despite the many cowboy romances she reads). Flynn West left his family’s rich ranching life behind after discovering his girlfriend’s gold digging ways. He’s taken women off his radar, until a wild-haired blonde drags his drunk little sister through his front door. The moment he sees those thick, black-framed glasses on that slender nose, Flynn’s captivated. Ignitions ignite, and not just from Flynn’s skills at hot-wiring cars.

Harlow Dawson went through something terrible while working a case in Los Angeles. She fell in love. To be fair, the love part wasn’t so bad, but the betrayal left her devastated and in police custody. She returned home to decide how to move forward. One thing was for certain. Her life wouldn’t include Jensen Wiley.

Includes all five books in the Vegas Aces: The Wide Receiver series: Rookie Mistake, Hidden Mistake, Honest Mistake, No Mistake, and Favorite Mistake.

I'd say I'm down on my luck, but that's an understatement. I'm flat on my ass. Homeless, hungry, and in hiding with my little sister at the age of 21, I've never been so desperate. I've hit rock bottom when I get an offer I can't refuse. Sell my body to save my sister? There's nothing I won't do to keep her safe. I make the rules, and I'm not afraid to defend myself if this rich guy crosses the line. But once I see beneath his cold, calculating façade, the lines aren't so clear anymore.

It wasn’t my expectation to fall into bed with the woman who won me at the bachelor auction. I was only doing my grandma a favor, not looking for more than a shared dinner with the winner. Then again, I wasn’t expecting someone as hot as Isla to be my date. She makes it clear that she’s down for a night in the sheets but bolts, leaving me holding my junk—literally. Which I figure, in the end, is all fine and good because love burned me before, and I have no plans to repeat that soul-crushing heartbreak.

I didn't think pulling off for a quick bite to eat in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere would change everything. I was wrong. Now, I'm running through the forest wearing nothing but a red cloak, being hunted by wolves. I'm desperate, terrified, and not ready to die. When they attack, I know this is it. Except…it isn't. Because the den of wolves that bite me somehow turns into men. Men who swear I'm just like them—a shifter. And as much as I don't want to believe them, I'm not sure they're wrong.

I, Dallas Colter, am kind of a massive A hole-and need help fixing that personality problem. With too much on my plate, the very last thing on my mind is a relationship-the football draft is looming, I never understood why my teammates bother with girlfriends. None of us had the time. When my sports agent suggests that being seen in public with a "respectable" girl would be good for my bad reputation, I couldn't think of a single person to help me out. The only girls I know aren't wifey material, and the ones who are? Might catch feelings. Except Ryann Winters.

Anaya Baker knows pain - she got her first taste when she was orphaned and put into foster care. Then it was forever embedded into her soul when she was sold to a sex-trafficking ring. Since being rescued, Anaya has dedicated her life to helping others, yet no amount of good she’s done has lessened her anguish. While on an assignment with the Peace Corps, she learns of a brothel posing as an orphanage and cannot turn her back. Not even the civil unrest or the death of her friend will stop her. Anaya has one mission: save the young girls from the horrors she herself had suffered.

My ex’s best friend just paid a million dollars for a date with me. I’ve known Beckett Pearce for two years. I’ve disliked him for just as long. He’s been voted New York’s most eligible bachelor twice. And it’s not just his billions they want him for. He’s an eleven in a ten world, but I can’t imagine anything worse than dating him. He may have money, power, and good looks, but he’s also arrogant and infuriating. Yet here I am. On a million-dollar date with my ex’s best friend.

Fallon McCarthy has climbed the corporate ladder. She’s had the office with the view, the staff, and the plaque on her door. The unexpected loss of her grandmother taught her that there’s more to life than meetings and conference calls, so she quit and is happy to be a nomad, checking off items on her bucket list as she takes jobs teaching yoga in each place she lands in. She’s happy being free and has no interest in being tied down. When Noah King gets the call that an eagle has been injured, he’s not expecting to find a beautiful stranger standing vigil when he arrives.

It takes everything I have not to keep touching her whenever we’re together. But the pull is more than physical. We barely know each other, but I know there’s something calling me to her. Surprisingly, it’s not about what I can see. When I’m with her, I see myself differently. I thought I knew a lot about women, but Jenny’s a masterclass.

Declan Crenshaw went from orphan, to Special Forces soldier, to the CIA’s golden child. Life was perfect—almost. He shouldn’t have pushed his luck and simply enjoyed the bounty fate had given him—a beautiful wife, sweet baby girl, and more love than he ever dreamed he’d know. Until a threat he never saw coming obliterated his world. His wife and child murdered. His soul shattered, he was left hollow. With his morality stripped away, he became the perfect black-ops mercenary—soulless.

Introvert Dion is a quiet storm that’s been building for thirty-five years. Behind the shyness hides passion, and a wild love from a gentle soul that no woman has been able to uncover. Then he lays eyes on an exotic young beauty, gazing in Santini’s Delicatessen window. Christmas just came early. Anya is an impressive cook, good with children, and thrives in new situations. Lately, her fantasies of the sexy guy working the deli have made the season brighter. Maybe an innocent flirt would be a fun way to end her time in St. Helena.

It started on Halloween when I saw her, dressed as a witch, walking alone down a darkened road. She looked like trouble and temptation wrapped in mystery. From that first glance to our last goodnight, something shifted. For the first time in a long time, the shadows lifted. If older women are made of this kind of magic, I’ve been casting my line in the wrong waters. When we kissed, it wasn’t just sparks—it was equal ground. No games. No masks. Just us.

St. Helena's new veterinarian is six feet of handsome with a big side of sexy. But the widower isn't using his gifts. His focus is his young son, Max. Moving back to his hometown has provided the boy with stability and a big extended family. Farrah cared for her ailing parents for a hard six years. With a friend's offer of a job in a more affordable location, she's about to sell her inherited home. She wants to have an adventure, and maybe she'll find it in a fresh start.

There had been a time I’d been happy - blissfully happy - then a single act of brutality tore Thaddeus Bench from my life. Emerson Pierce was my own personal hell. The agony of her betrayal, still as sharp as it was the day I’d come home to find her gone. Now, my team needs answers from Emerson to stop a criminal mastermind. And I can’t trust a damn thing that comes out of her pretty mouth. Emerson’s no longer the sweet girl I fell for - she’s the girlfriend of a notorious drug runner and dog fighter. Or, at least that’s what I thought.

My new neighbor hasn’t gotten the memo about me. She’s a walking, talking firecracker, and I can’t help but imagine what that feistiness is like in bed. She’s full of dangerous curves and a smart mouth that draws me to her like nothing I’ve ever felt. We couldn’t be more different. I’m a grumpy asshole, and she’s a sassy princess, but somehow, she sees through me, and our spark is undeniable. The question is...will we light up like pretty fireworks or a devastating explosion?

Football has been my life. Not that I ever had a choice in the matter. When your dad is a retired, future Hall-of-Fame quarterback, the gridiron tends to weave its way into your DNA. I always loved the game, but I could do without the spotlight that comes with being Peyton Johnson, the great Reed Johnson's daughter. To make matters worse, when my dad retired from the NFL, he decided his second calling was to take over the head coaching gig at my high school, where he had coached my boyfriend for the last three years. Correction—my ex-boyfriend.