It’s Valentine’s Day weekend, and Charlotte and Seth are not looking for romance. Armed with emotional-support bear spray, Charlotte is in self-imposed isolation and on guard from men. Having a stalker can do that to a person’s nerves. Just across the hall and giving off woodsy vibes is Seth, a recently divorced arborist. As in today recently. Heights, he’s fine with. Trust? Not so much.

Lana Fleming’s sister has vanished from the set of TV’s hottest show, and no one seems to care. Desperate for answers, Lana sneaks in as an extra, only to get stranded with Griffin Hart, an A-list action star with a reputation for good abs and bad decisions. Though Griffin didn’t expect to be cast as a librarian’s sidekick in a real-life thriller, he’s weirdly into it—and into her. Even more unsettling—she sees right through his playboy persona. But their meet-cute soon turns deadly when they uncover a Hollywood scandal for the ages.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Liv’s happy with life in her thirties. She has two cats, one BFF, and no boyfriend, which is just how she likes it. Plus, she loves working at a not-for-profit software company where she can be her authentically autistic self. This is her happy ever after. But when her beloved firm merges with a repulsive rival, Liv finds herself competing with her sort-of-ex for the top job. Sure, Finn had been Liv’s best friend, with his nerdy good looks and their shared love of Tolkien, but there was that one night, their song, and … well, she doesn’t like to talk about it.

Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Since I'm not going to fall for Dylan Stafford, it shouldn't matter that he shovels my driveway or looks at me like he could devour me. One kiss later—I, Marlow Taylor, am completely screwed.

West Brooks stands for everything I despise. He's a meathead jock whose silence says it all: He only cares about himself and his football season. So, why can't I say no when he offers me his help? I should run the other way. I should tell him exactly what I think of him for ruining my life. Instead, I agree to his terms because he might be the only person who can get me what I want.

Two things matter to me: hockey and getting my stick wet off the ice, if you catch my drift. But then I meet Sophie Porter. She’s the Bashers team doctor–and the daughter of my head coach. And she’s got a proposition for me: fake date so that she can set boundaries with her overprotective dad. It’s an easy “yes” for me. I’d never have a chance with this beautiful and brilliant woman in real life. She’s a good girl with a naughty streak–my weakness. She makes me feel wanted and safe.

Revenge is finally within reach when the man I ache to ruin offers his daughter for marriage. A woman who stands for everything I despise but, in a strange twist of fate, turns out to be nothing like the ugly rumors surrounding her.

Devin Walker. He was my new neighbor, and the hottest defensive lineman Covey U had to offer, and I had no idea. Too bad we were in some kind of prank war that meant we had to keep everything a secret from my new roommates.

The first time I meet Damien Bellini, he offers to erase half my father's debt if I dance for him. That one dance sparks his obsession with me. He's the last man I should fall for, a cold-blooded killer who works for the Lombardi crime family. But whenever I'm with him, he makes my blood burn hot. What he doesn't know is that my uncle is the head of the Boston mob. When he demands I marry Damien for the sake of a contract, I refuse. My refusal creates a domino effect, and my world comes crashing down. Just when I think it's over, I get a wedding invitation that changes everything.

Football players are treated like royalty in our small town, which makes Beckham Carver their king. As the new quarterback of the Braysen Bulldogs, he's also my boyfriend's biggest rival. Add that to the list of reasons I should stay far away from him. But when my truck breaks down, Beckham makes me an offer I can't refuse: He'll repair my pickup in exchange for me tutoring him. I have only one stipulation—no one, including my boyfriend, can find out.

In this sweet and steamy bundle of nostalgic romcoms, five found family friends make their mark in the small southern town dubbed the Hollywood of the South, even as they drift apart, fall in love, and come together again.

Wallowing in grief for too long can be hazardous. It's why I allowed my brother to talk me into accepting a new client. Our security firm needed the money, and the endorsement from a famous director could steer our company to new heights.

Ten years ago, I was trapped between the boy I grew up with and the most forbidden man in my life. The comfort and familiarity of my best friend versus a 'once in lifetime' kind of love with a boy bound for greatness. I chose wrong. When a tragic accident and a manipulative man took away my free will, I fought to retain my identity. Bit by bit, he erased it. Erased me. Drowning us both in shared misery. His abrupt death should have freed the bonds, but instead they continue to tighten.

A part-time professor and photojournalist, Hayden immerses himself in work, finding it easier to face the world from behind his camera lens. When his one-night fling walks into his classroom four days later, his carefully constructed walls begin to crumble. Carefree frat boy Tyler Statler loves a good time. He's eager to take advantage of everything college life offers before embarking on his dream job as a music journalist. But when the bright-eyed stranger from a few nights before turns out to be his new professor, his world changes.

Liam had everything figured out, finish school, and secure an NHL contract. It all seemed so simple until he meets Charlotte. The girl who was supposed to be just one night of fun that led to so much more. Now Liam will have to choose to follow his dreams or listen to his heart.

As the Death Dealer of the Oath Keepers MC, it's my job to handle the threats coming our way. I'm used to responsibility as a single father to my little girl. The most difficult part of my life has been remaining alive, so she has someone to care for her. The moment Flame crashes into my life, I realize death isn't the only thing threatening to take my daughter from me. However, Flame will soon realize I'm the Death Dealer for a reason. I don't play well with others, not even a fiery redhead with a body made for sin.

Seven years after her family's murders, Eva is attacked by a magical creature and abducted to the faerie realm. When a handsome fae saves her, Bash reveals that he must bring Eva to her faerie soulmate to stop a world-ending Curse. She relents, but only for the opportunity to find answers about her parents' deaths.

I execute many roles: owner of the NHL's Carolina Reapers, CFO of Silas Tech, and genuine fan of all things professional sports. One thing I'm not? Chaotic. I've made my billions off of structure, discipline, and very little risk. So when a friend asks if bombshell romance author Daisy Lewis can shadow me for a month while researching characters for her upcoming release, I don't hesitate to say yes. I mean, she's an author, it's ninety percent typing and quiet time, right? Wrong.