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Charli: My workplace eliminated my position the same month my relationship ended. With nothing keeping me in Richmond, Virginia, I get in my car and head northeast, unsure of where I'll end up. Until I walk into The Busy Bean Cafe. With the Help Wanted sign and the quote on the wall meant for me, I know I've found my new home.

All she wanted was to improve her skills when it came to the C.I was the girl next door…with a few extra pounds. My job was demanding and kept me on my toes, but when I was deep in a case, it left me little time for relationships. And because of that, I had some complaints in the bedroom.

I was a basic bitch. My job was fast-paced, stressful, and a time suck, but I loved it. What I didn’t love was there was little time for the best kind of stress relief. I was looking for a little D in my life. Okay, I was looking for a big D, but only for a limited time. Because I needed three things. I needed someone who didn’t know me professionally. I needed nothing but casual, and, most importantly, I needed to come.

It started with a not-so-innocent text I sent to the guy I was casually dating. Things had been moving slowly, and it was time to spice things up. Me: I need you to come over. I want to feel you inside me. Him: Who is this? Me: Indy. Who’s this? Him: Wrong number. Me: Oh crap. I’m sorry. Him: I’m not. What’s your address? Now, I have to decide whether I want to block him and text the guy I meant to in the first place. Or do something outrageously bold and tell him to come over. Me: . . .

I arrive at my workplace with my armor in place and a professional smile on my face, but Seth Crawford is not what I expected. He doesn’t look like a CEO or act like a CEO, and he doesn’t treat me like he’s the CEO. And when I accompany him on a business trip, he shows me what it would be like to be more than his assistant.

What I’d gained in my professional life, I’d lost in my personal one. Which meant I’d lost the man who knew my body as well as his own. The man who knew every single thing that turned me on and how to make me come. Too bad for me because, now, he was the guy no one could live up to.

Next in line to lead the vampire species, Princess Naya Kensington has always abided by her royal responsibilities. At the urging of her best friend, Naya breaks the rules and crosses the line when she goes to a human nightclub. Following a chance encounter, Naya alters her life with a singular act forged from lust and blood. Vaughn Llewelyn has secrets and obligations of his own, but he ignores them when he spots Naya across the nightclub. He wants her in a way he's never felt before.

An average romance author? Lately, the only romance action I’ve gotten is from my novels. A gorgeous cover model? He’s handsome and nice and way out of my league. A serious crush? I should know better, yet, I can’t help but fall for him. A chance I can make him mine? Only one way to find out. Put him on a book cover and ask him to a book signing.

The Goal: Find a fake girlfriend to prove to my boss I’m not a flight risk. The Plan: Blackmail Sloan Zehler when I catch her messing with my brother’s car. The Agreement: Five Dates. The Execution: Pretend to date, pretend to care for each other, but no sex. And definitely don’t fall in love.

My First Mistake: Breaking up with my boyfriend right before I turn thirty. My Second Mistake: Requesting my expert-in-the-sack best friend, Griffin, give me a leg-shaking orgasm as a birthday gift. My Third Mistake: Lying to myself that I wouldn’t fall for my best friend just because we slept together. My Fourth Mistake: Accidentally telling Griffin I love him. And losing our friendship forever.

After my husband and I split, he ignored our divorce decree and hasn’t paid me a single dime owed to me. But when my former brother-in-law tells me he needs a fake wife to get his inheritance and save the family business from my ex’s hands, I can’t volunteer fast enough.

As an only child, my mother wants me to get married…like, yesterday. But after my last two boyfriends cheated on me, I am done with dating, done with men, and done with romance. But I’d have better luck convincing my mom that the sky is green than getting her to understand I’m happy being single.

I’m a hopeless romantic who loves making love, and I often fall for guys who don’t want to be serious. So, I promise myself no more one-night stands and no more heartbreak. But when I sneak away from a boring work party, only to end up sleeping with the handsome guy from the hotel bar, I fail at the first step in my new plan. When I get up in the morning, I stick to my strategy, and I don’t ask for his phone number or his last name. Even if he did give me a night I’ll never forget, I’m determined to be strong. Except he turns out to be my new roommate, and now, he’s living with me.

At this point in my life, I’ve accepted that I’m going to die alone. But I’d rather be single than be with someone who wants to change me from being a strong woman to a submissive one. And Sebastian Creed is all alpha, all the time. Planning this fundraiser with him is going to be a challenge because he’s not willing to give in and neither am I. But our libidos don’t get the message, and soon, our butting heads turns to bumping uglies. Except the more we have sex, the more a part of me wants to lose all control.

After returning home due to her father's illness, Elise Phillips reunites with her college friends, including Luke Long. Luke was a player back then, and Elise had always prided herself on not being another notch on his bedpost. Luke is still gorgeous though, and he knows it. And he checks all her boxes - intelligent and sexy with muscles and a hard body.

Dear Lydia, I need help with my neighbor. She doesn’t like me, but I can’t stop thinking about having sex with her. Half of me wants to screw her, and the other half wants to choke her. Or choke her while I screw her. How do I put her out of my mind?