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Movie star Aiden Hunt is as arrogant as he is handsome. It also turns out that: He’s my stepbrother. We hate each other on sight. I have to move in with him, his twin brother, and their best friend. When my career goes up in flames, I have no choice but to call my estranged father. He gets me a job on the set of a movie, but there’s a catch. The stepbrothers I never wanted to meet work there, too. Leading man Aiden Hunt is known as much for his good looks as the high-octane movies he makes.

I know the way I feel is wrong, and I try to push it all aside. I find another man and even go so far as getting engaged. It’s what I need; a normal relationship that leads to a normal life. Except that isn’t what I get. My fiancé doesn’t turn up to our engagement party, and guess who’s there to pick up the pieces. Jared and Jamie are my amazing, perfect, twin stepbrothers, and they know excellent ways to make me feel better. Even my wildest imaginings have never come close.

When I discover my boyfriend Eddie has a side chick, I’m humiliated and furious. But I dry my tears and pull up my big girl panties. I don’t want him back, but I want him out of my head and my heart. Time to turn to every woman’s medicine in a time of crisis: chocolate and cocktails. But my friends have other ideas. They tell me the best kind of healing is the hot, sweaty, toe-curling, mind-blowing kind. So, on a drunken night, I take a chance and kiss three hotter-than-sin men until my knees are weak and my pulse is racing.

They call him Big D because he is. Tall and broad, with muscles so thick and good, all I can think about is getting a grip on his biceps and squeezing. Then there’s the other reason. All the girls talk about it. I’m not sure how everyone knows he’s hung like a horse, but they do. I try not to think about it because he’s a popular football player who everybody knows, and I’m just a work-focused history major who likes to stay mostly invisible at school.

It’s my sister’s wedding, and I know I shouldn’t be fantasizing about the identical twins who are standing next to my brother-in-law-to-be, but I can’t help myself. They are totally gorgeous with their steel gray eyes and bodies that make my lady parts clench. Tall and broad, it’s all I can do to keep upright in their presence. Fantasies are one thing, but reality is a whole other ball game. I’m done with making stupid mistakes over men. I might enjoy imagining Callum and Liam giving me a wedding night to remember, but that’s as far as it goes.

Felix. The alpha-male billionaire. He didn't pay any attention to me, but why would he? The prom king. The captain of the football team. A girl like me? I wasn't even on his radar...not until he knew he couldn't have me. When our parents got married, everything changed. Felix and I moved in together. We became step siblings. My secret desire became my forbidden taboo. I hid it away, denied it existed, and tried to ignore my feelings and move on, but I couldn't.

With a name like Sabrina, I embrace all things spooky. I love black cats, haunted houses, and crisp, fall nights that send a tingle down your spine. I never pass up a chance to celebrate Halloween, but at the dark and decadent costume party at Club Red, I might be in over my head, witch's hat and all. I've been to the male revue club before, but tonight it's full of dozens more men, mingling among the crowd, all of them so gorgeous it's scary.

He’s a good cop but a very BAD BOY. When gorgeous Officer Carlisle pulls me over for speeding, I tell him how sorry I am. That doesn’t stop him from telling me to step out of the car for a full-body search so he can check me for offensive weapons. I want to ask him if a hungry kitty constitutes an offensive weapon because, damn, mine just wants to eat him up! Those eyes should be enough to get him arrested; forget his cheekbones and delicious full lips that stay serious, even when I’m sassing him. And his hands. When he runs those rough palms against my thighs, I actually moan.

I've seen my stepbrother's gorgeous, ripped body before, and I've been half in love with him since he moved into my house. He’s cocky and sexy, and when he calls me princess, I want to punch him in the mouth. But I’ve never seen a dick that big, and now that I have, I can’t seem to think of anything else.

As soon as she gets him back, Dante disappears again. This time he's on a business trip to California, and although he's left Sash with his credit card, and as much money as she wants to spend, two weeks has passed and he still hasn't called. Sash wants to follow Dante's rules and demonstrate that she can trust him, but the wait is agonizing and she has her limits. When she can't take it anymore, she knows what she needs to do. She decides to fly to L.A. and surprise him.

When I start a new job as the Ink Factor tattoo parlor receptionist, I have no idea what to expect. My skin is virgin, so I've never stepped foot into a place like it. But it's not the graffitied walls or the crazy loud music that overwhelms me; it's the eight huge, sexy, tattooed men who own it.

A sexy photoshoot is not supposed to end with the model showing me all of his best positions. Especially not so soon after my break up. After what my ex did, I’ve concluded that men aren’t worth my time or trust. Except Mason is fun and sexy as hell. When he smiles, his dimples and blue eyes melt a little bit of the ice inside me, and when he takes his shirt off, well damn!

I don't want to be at this ridiculous frat party, and I certainly don't deserve to get it in the neck from a rude girl in a sparkly purple dress. But when she pushes me away, I feel like I'd do anything to get in her bed. And when I find out she's forbidden fruit, I want her even more. I tell myself I'm only looking to fill her mouth with something other than smart talk, but it turns out my little spitfire has way more to her than meets the eye.

After the most embarrassing moment of my life (a public and very unexpected "O" while riding on Logan Evans' shoulders!), the Evans brothers offer to take me on practice dates so I can get some experience with the opposite sex.

Dane, Dylan, and Drew are triplets. It’s almost impossible to tell them apart. Dark. Daring. Defined. They leave me dazed. The other D’s I hear whispered on the wind are what make me hotter than a BBQ in Satan’s backyard. Devilish. Depraved. Deviant. I know they like to share more than just a family bucket of KFC, and I can’t help but wish it was me they thought was finger-licking good.

A visit to a strip club starts the wildest four nights of my life. Four nights that change things forever. In less than a week, I go from having zero experience with men to being teased that I collect them like some women collect shoes. First, there’s Garrett, my also-inexperienced IT department coworker who offers to accompany me to Club Red because he thinks I’m in need of a protector. Then there’s Trevor, a performer in the male revue show, whose panty-dropping dance moves are rivaled only by his playful and caring spirit.

When Mom tells me she’s getting married and moving to Antigua, I don’t know what to do. My friends are all in relationships, and I can’t afford to pay rent on my own. With no other options, I reluctantly accept my stepfather’s offer to move in with his sons. I imagine two preppy guys who look like their dad, so I’m not expecting the five huge men who greet me at the door to their mansion.

As if falling in love with two people instead of one wasn't complicated enough, before I pluck up the courage to tell them how I feel, they decide to accept a football scholarship and move out of state. Finally, as though someone’s playing a cruel joke on me, I find out they are about to become my stepbrothers.

When I fly cross-country, I’m expecting my dad to be at the airport to collect me. Instead, I’m faced with five huge stepbrothers who’ve tripled in size since I last saw them. Jameson, Jessie, and Joshua are triplets with wicked green eyes and bodies made for games. Their younger twin brothers, Kyle and Kameron are even bigger with piercing blue eyes and thighs so thick I practically swoon.

I can't believe I was duped into spending the Christmas holidays with my stepbrother. I never wanted to see him again. Not after he humiliated me two years ago. Before we became step-siblings, I was foolish enough to fall for his pretense of having feelings for me, which I, too, had for him.But it all turned out to be a cruel joke, leaving me emotionally scarred, I have hated him ever since. Now our parents are married and I find out that we will be spending an entire week together.