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I have a hot British bodyguard in my guest room. Could be worse, I guess. Like…bats in the attic? Though bats don’t rip your panties and ruin you for all other men. How did this happen? My sister married the prince he protects, so I now have an extra room and insisted my friend stay with me when she left her husband. Her husband is being a real a-hole about that. Which made the bodyguard all growly and he moved in to protect us. That sounds nice, I know. But he’s my ex.

A marriage proposal from a deliciously handsome and wickedly charming prince sounds like a fairytale. But for a nerdy scientist with severe social anxiety, it's a horror story. Prince Torin O'Grady, with his mischievous blue eyes and cocky grin, is always in the spotlight. And he needs to marry me to inherit the crown. But we have nothing in common. He's a future king. And I'm perfectly happy slogging through mud in my work boots. So why can't I stop thinking about him?

He's her best friend. A reformed bad boy turned hot teacher. And after one spur-of-the-moment Vegas wedding...her husband. Jordan Benoit and Fletcher Landry have been best friends since they were six. He's always been The Guy. When she needed picked up, cheered up, or lifted up - like literally, to see the stage at a concert - Fletcher was the guy. So when her boyfriend dumps her - on national TV - Fletcher immediately gets on a plane and comes to her rescue. And when she ends up in a Vegas wedding chapel and needs someone to say, "I do"...yep, Fletcher's the guy. Of course.

The gorgeous, brilliant woman I have dirty dreams about every damned night? She's supposed to marry my best friend. She's supposed to be queen someday. She's off-limits. But I can't walk away. I'm supposed to protect her. Maybe even be her friend. I should not be lusting after her. And I absolutely cannot fall in love with her.

He's the tattooed bad boy her mama warned her about. She's his hot mess - but mostly hot - next door neighbor. Until a two-night-stand gives them the surprise of a lifetime... Jillian Morris is a workaholic who forgets to watch the time. And to eat. And to change her shoes. And to keep even a house-plant alive. And to have any kind of a personal life. Now an eccentric millionaire has left her 16 million dollars. And eight penguins. Yes, real live penguins. She's a wildlife vet who specializes in penguins, so that makes sense. Kind of. She can, and does, keep penguins alive and well.

She needs a date to some swanky something or other. He's more of a fish-sticks-and-denim guy. But for a woman who's not afraid to get naughty in an elevator at a charity fundraiser, he can stand a couple days of smoked salmon and Armani. With their chemistry, there's no doubt they can pull off a fake relationship. They just need to remember that in the end, they're going in very opposite directions. But what could go wrong? It's just a weekend. It's just this one time. It's just for fun.

How do you get over a woman you never should have been, ahem, under in the first place? Just when FBI special agent Spencer Landry had decided to forget about investigative journalist Maxine "Max" Keller and their one hot night together, there's a threat made against her, and Spencer's protective instincts get all riled up. Again. So now they're shacking up on the Louisiana bayou and pretending to be in love so he can keep Max safe until the guy is apprehended.

What's the worst thing that could happen to two commitment-phobes? A one-night-stand set-up date - that ends in the ER instead of the bedroom. Now the girl who prides herself on not needing anyone for anything is stuck with a guilt-ridden playboy determined to take care of her until her wrist heals. In spite of his one-night-only rule with women. But hey, there's nothing wrong with making the best of being temporarily stuck together, is there? Because the key word is still temporarily.

Fiona knew Knox would be mad when she moved in next door. And not because she brought a collection of wild animals with her. And she was right. So she intended to leave him alone. Mostly. But he’s not ignoring her. He’s actively working to send her and her “ridiculous menagerie” (rude) right back out of town. Still, as hard as she tries, it’s impossible to stop thinking about the small town grump’s long hair and tattoos and that mouth.

He's a better-than-a-Boy-Scout, trauma surgeon extraordinaire. Who just punched a patient in the nose. She's the director of the ER. And is now in charge of keeping her star surgeon in line until his suspension is over. First order of business is prying his perfect ass off the bar stool...and keeping her huge crush on him under control. Except he refuses to move until she agrees to - and then loses - a bet for 48 hours of her undivided attention.

Things come easily to Tony Steele. Money. Women. A good time. It's all a piece of cake. Until that cake turns into the wedding cake of Tony's best friend and the woman of Tony's dreams, Reese Chaplin.

A runaway bride, wearing a freakin’ tiara, and carrying a stolen lion cub, of all things. This was not how rowdy, bad-boy-turned-small-town-cop Zander Landry expected his day to go. He really didn’t expect his night to end with her sleeping in his bed after her near-kidnapping. But his intense attraction to her and the feelings of protectiveness she stirs up? Oh, yeah, he knew those were coming. She’s stunning, whip-smart, and trouble with a capital T. The gorgeous hellion soon discovers just how dirty things can get in the bayou.

What happens when a smoking hot, but grouchy vet meets a sunny and sassy optimist? An opposites attract, grumpy boss, small town romance that's otterly irresistible. Broody wildlife veterinarian Griffin Foster is done. Done trying to save the world. Done getting attached. He's been fired twice for standing his ground and now he's going to be content - by God - in small-town Louisiana, in a small veterinary practice, where there will only be small problems. Quiet and boring, though? Um, no. He's been adopted by a loud, crazy Cajun family with a tiny petting zoo for him to care for.

She's his dream girl. Except for the fact that she's way too young for him. And way too sweet. And his best friend's little sister. He's everything she's ever wanted. Except for the fact that he's convinced they're totally wrong for each other. And the stubborn-as-hell thing. And the her-brother-will-kill-them part. But then she discovers cotton candy-flavored body powder, pink fur wedges, and nipples clamps, and everything changes. Well, except the her-brother-will-kill-them part.

Phoebe Sherwood is in love with the perfect man. Well, except for the fact that he's in love with someone else. But Phoebe isn't the type to let a little detail like that keep her from getting what she wants. And as she's plotting how to get him back, she meets the perfect solution: Joe Spencer. The city boy is in town to retrieve his sort-of fiancée - the woman who stole Phoebe's man - and when he hears Phoebe's plan to reclaim their respective soul mates, he's in.

Josh Landry is one of the hottest bartenders in New Orleans. He’s shown many a female tourist that things are definitely big and easy down here. And he’s now been celibate for a year. Because he finally met her. Yes, her. The One. But, after nothing more than a hot good-night kiss and a promise to meet up again next year if they’re both still interested, she went home to Iowa. It’s been a long year.

Travis Bennett is exactly the kind of guy Lauren Davis has been avoiding for the past nine years. Religiously. Stubbornly. Successfully. She knows too well how easy it is to let lust ruin perfectly laid plans. And a small-town farmer with no ambitions beyond the borders of his own cornfield is not going to change her mind. She's got important stuff to do. Her company is literally working to stop world hunger. Her plans are much bigger than Sapphire Falls. No matter how hot those farmers might be.

A small-town single mom like me has no business believing in fairy tales. But the very handsome, charming, dirty-talking prince (yes, seriously) I met nineteen months ago now has his fine ass and panty-melting grin planted on my front porch. He’s been searching for me ever since I snuck out after our hot, fantasy-filled weekend together. And, dammit, that’s a little romantic. Now that he’s found me, he wants to pick up where we left off. Because he thinks he’s in love with me.

At least one good thing has come from Levi Spencer's car accident - it seems to have knocked some sense into him. He's ready to leave his wild Vegas playboy ways behind and become a new man. And he knows just the place to do it...his brother Joe's new hometown. He's never spent time in a place described as quaint or idyllic, and now he intends to revel in every charming, sweet thing he can find. Like the homegrown country girl his brother sets him up with for the Christmas formal.

There's nothing like summertime in Sapphire Falls, and Tucker Bennett is looking forward to hosting his best friend's four young sons for the next three months. This is their first trip to Tuck's farm since their father's passing, and he's fully prepared to step up for the boys. He's also thrilled by the instant attraction to their aunt Delaney. He's only ever wanted three things in life - his farm, a wife, and kids. He's already got the farm.