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I met Sarah at the airport. Beautiful. Sexy. And a bit shy. She was wobbling on heels that looked a little too big, so I offered her my seat. At first, she rebuffed my invitation, but I convinced her to stay. My flight had been delayed and I assumed hers had too. I figured why not spend the time together. Five drinks led to a proposition - a hotel room and nothing more. After a mind-blowing night of the hottest sex I've ever had, I woke up alone and penniless. If she thinks things are over between us - she's wrong.

Logan McPherson is devastatingly handsome, fearless, and haunted by deadly ties. Elle Sterling is breathtakingly beautiful, determined, and in harm's way. They should have parted. They didn't. And now time is running out. One hundred sixty-eight hours. That's all that remains. While Logan fights to save them, Elle is forced to make a choice that could change everything.

A rough childhood branded Jasper Storm trouble. A bad boy. Not worth a damn. His love of cars was the only thing that could battle his delinquency. With the need for speed in his blood, he overcame his wayward ways. Mostly. Now that he's all grown up, the broken city of Detroit hails him as its shining star. And the man behind a new cutting-edge automobile is ready to turn this bankrupt town around.

Charlotte Lane was the tomboy who lived next door. Eyes the color of the summer sky. Mounds of curly blond hair. A little bit of sassy and a whole lot of sweet. She was my best friend. My confidant. My salvation. But when circumstances tore us apart, it put more than just miles between us. I hated her. Blamed her for my worst nightmare. And I never wanted to see her again. Then one wrong turn brought her back into my life, and now she's under my skin.

Circumstances brought Logan McPherson and Elle Sterling together, and their undeniable connection won't let them part. But when the past and the present collide, emotions run high - things are said, lines are crossed, and rules are broken. Both are focused on crushing the enemy, and the retribution is almost too much to bear. Still, there's no undoing what has already been done, and every action has a consequence. He loves her and she loves him, but love isn't a shield.

From New York Times best-selling author Kim Karr comes a flirty new love story. The whole stethoscope-and-white coat thing isn't my cup of tea. I prefer a man with an artistic vein in his body and 9-to-5 hours. And I can definitely do without the half-lidded, sleepy bedroom eyes. (Okay, so those are kind of sexy.) Tall, dark, and handsome doesn't change the fact that he's arrogant, cocky, and rude. Not that I care, but he's made it clear he wants nothing to do with a quirky girl like me, which is why he said no. Turns out no isn't an option.

Brooklyn James should know better. Born into Hollywood royalty, the brooding prince has a reputation as being a player. A manwhore. A womanizer. Adoring fans are his thing. His best friend's little sister is not. Even thinking about her the way he is isn't cool. Not cool at all. And yet every time she pouts those sexy lips at him, she turns him inside out. Makes him harder than he's ever been. Drives him to the brink of insanity.

Writing about Royals may seem like the dream job, but let me tell you - it’s not. Always looking for a way to crush the happily-ever-after, no thank you, I’m through. That’s why when my boss demands an exposé, on the most notorious prince around, I decide to march right up to her office to tell her I quit. Except...I get stuck in the elevator along the way. And I’m not alone. I’m with him. The guy I’m supposed to expose. The reason I’m quitting.

All I want to do is get to work on time. But he’s trying to steal my cab, and that’s not going to happen. In the midst of the battle, I discover I don’t have my wallet. So I bargain - a free ride for a kiss. His lips taste like mint, and when he tugs me closer, I can feel the hard muscles beneath his expensive suit. The kiss ends just as we reach our destination, and I’m so taken aback by the explosiveness of it, I rush out without so much as a good-bye.

The last time I saw my brother’s foe, he was getting punched in the nose for bedding my brother’s girl - who wasn’t really my brother’s girl. Now he’s on his knees, looking up at me, and I can’t help but smile. When the sinfully sexy man says hello, I say hello back. It’s the right thing to do after all. But when he asks me to take a ride with him, I know I should refuse.

The tabloids are reporting that I’ve taken the crown and run. That’s not entirely true. As you might have guessed, I’m not an ordinary girl, and I don’t lead an ordinary life but that doesn’t mean I always follow the rules. This time, though, I feel compelled to obey...which means I have to find a king to sit alongside my throne or lose it all. With only the clothes on my back, I head to the land of majestic playboys, where a royal rebel strides right into my life with his sultry eyes and sinful lips and turns my world right-side up.

There are three guaranteed ways to ruin a perfectly unstable marriage: 1. Tell your beautiful new bride she’s the devil. 2. Tie one on, and don’t come home. 3. Oh, and let’s not forget, uncover family secrets that rock both of your worlds. I really need a rewind because now my temporary wife is pissed as hell and wants a quickie divorce. Wooing her is my plan. Sending flowers, writing love notes, and even serenading her are some of the sure-fire methods I’ve learned from watching her favorite romantic comedies.

How to make a reluctant fiancée happy: Buy her a huge-ass diamond ring. Throw a balls-out engagement party. Make the wedding a quickie. Every girl dreams of getting married. Right? Not Paris Elizabeth Hollis Fairchild. And especially not to me. When it turns out she doesn't have a choice, the arranged nuptials dear old granny insisted on go off without a hitch. But that doesn't mean we're riding off into the sunset anytime soon. With both of our failing wineries merging and a contract that states only one family business can survive, we're spending a lot of time negotiating.

Turning 27. No problem. Inheriting my grandfather's winery. Been waiting all my life. Moving back to my hometown. I can handle it. Getting married to my old high-school sweetheart. Wait, what? We hate each other's guts. But I only have 30 days to turn my company around or lose it forever, so I don't have time to worry about that. Besides, she's days away from declaring bankruptcy, and merging is our only chance. There's a big problem though - only one winery can survive.

The NFL is full of rules. Rules I've never broken, never challenged, never even scratched...until the day Lucas Carrington crashes into my life with his hard body and I-don't-give-a-f--k attitude. After I almost injure my father's star player, I volunteer to make sure he's in top shape. At first, it's hell. I don't like his cockiness and his easy smile. I don't like the way he oozes sex or how his penetrating eyes follow me everywhere. But that doesn't stop me from wanting him. He's meant to be a distraction - something to occupy my mind for these precious few remaining hot summer nights.

Jace Bennett is the kind of man you'll love forever. Tall, dark, and brooding, he makes your lashes flutter and your heart pound. It could be that slow, sexy smile or his filthy, dirty mouth. It could be the way he makes you feel like you're the only one who matters. Or maybe it's because just one smoldering look makes you go weak in the knees. I haven't seen him since the day I walked away. And yet seeing him now, I can't deny I want him back. No matter how much time passes, he'll always be the hot college guy sitting on the counter at a frat house drinking a beer....

Everyone I know is married. It doesn't bother me. I like my life the way it is. But since I'm single, when my best friend and her husband finally decide to go on their dream honeymoon, she asks me to watch their three-year-old son, Max. Of course, I say yes. But what my best friend neglects to tell me is that I won't be babysitting alone. Thinking that Max might be too much for me to handle, her husband asks his only single friend, Nick, to help. Nick Carrington and I have met a couple of dozen times. I've never really given him a second thought.