I've been a recluse since the accident, but there was a wedding I refused to miss. I just never expected to come home with the bride. Now, I have a runaway bride in my Montana cabin who needs time to lick her wounds. Summer Kerrigan is as bright as her name, even on her worst days. Too bad she's been off-limits since she dated my brother in high school. It doesn't matter that fifteen years have passed since we lost him. She was his. She'll never be mine.

I left for a weekend in Las Vegas and came back with a husband. Gideon James isn't just any husband. He's the wealthy CEO of a Vegas casino and hotel, he's devastating in a suit—and he's Bourbon Canyon, Montana's very own prodigal son. Now he's returning to claim the land my brothers are in the middle of purchasing from his father. With me at his side, Gideon will finally be able to stop the sale.

Josie Hayes is always on the run. From bad decisions. From heartbreak. From cowboys. Her latest escape was supposed to be a quiet reset at her family's cabin in Tennessee—not a reckless detour at a smoky backwoods bar and definitely not a collision with Lincoln Carter. Rugged and magnetic, he's temptation in a cowboy hat, and his slow smile makes forgetting her rules far too easy. Their connection is instant, electric, and impossible to ignore. What starts with teasing glances and lingering touches spirals into a series of nights that feel like more—too much more.

Sean "Ax" Hunter is both a former Marine and Sergeant at Arms for the Hounds of Hell MC. His mind works like a twisted hamster wheel. Dates, facts, faces, and memories are all vivid and constant. Nothing holds his attention long, until the night a Georgia storm forces him into an upscale club, and suddenly his attention belongs solely to her.

Sam Rider is mouthy, bossy, uppity as shit, and I have no choice but to deal with her smart-mouth since she’s my daughter’s teacher. Sam waltzes into our small town on a temporary contract equipped with brochures and more change than a single dad can handle. I never trusted anybody to tell me what to do and I sure as hell won’t start with Sam, ten years younger, a city girl and only in Starlight Canyon for the short haul. I have to watch those sinful pink lips tell me what’s right for three solid months and she won’t stop until I change my mind.

Working as the head trainer at Lodestar Ranch is my chance to prove I have what it takes to be a woman in a man's world. The only problem? My boss is the world's grumpiest cowboy… and I can't keep my eyes off him.

Get married. Have a child. These are the only two rules to get my inheritance. Neither of which I want. My billionaire life doesn’t play well with either idea. But no one asked me. My father’s company is up for grabs, and whichever of my brothers makes it to the finish line first wins. In no time, I’ve found the perfect woman to play my fake fiancée, while I figure things out. Beautiful. Smart. Strong. Everything I crave in a relationship and more. But there’s a problem. She’s got a past I can’t ignore.

He fired one shot. I saw everything. Now, I dance for the Devil of Vegas. I'm Isla Hart, a ballet dancer about to get my big break—until one wrong turn backstage lands me as an unwilling witness to murder. He's Vincent Moretti, ice-blooded king of the Vegas Strip, but he doesn't silence me. Instead, he locks me in his glass-walled penthouse above the city, surrounded by silk sheets, steel rules, and a view of his empire. He demands obedience. I plan an escape. But the most untouchable man in Nevada soon discovers his one fatal weakness—me. Meanwhile... Gangs circle. A dirty cop digs. ...

Bash Everette's reputation precedes him as a reckless, irresponsible, eternal bachelor who never takes anything seriously. Only he's been living in his personal form of hell. One where the days meld together into a sea of everlasting boredom. That's until he catches Anastasia Volkov, disguised as her brother, attempting to steal from the Order of Saints. Shattering every preconceived notion he has of the perfect society princess. She's like a live wire, shocking his heart back to life, stealing every ounce of his attention.

My kids are a**holes. Yeah, I said it. I said the thing no father is supposed to say about their children, and I'll say it again because I miss my wife. Serena's checked out and now resides in "yes, dear" robot mode, complete with a new eye twitch. Reason being the impish elves we spawned are currently sucking the life out of her—daily. Thanks to Gracie and Peyton, my patience is hanging by the last orange bulb on a very thin green wire. Thank God we're headed to Triple Falls. A week of Ruby's eggnog and a little change of scenery could be just what the woman I love needs.

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.

There's nothing wrong with playing the game--except when you know you're about to lose. As a little girl, I dreamed of becoming many things. A twenty-five-year-old photographer struggling to make ends meet with a mountain of legal fees wasn't one of them. Making questionable decisions wasn't either. After hanging up my camera, I start a job I loathe that has me questioning my morals on a daily basis. Until I run into Chicago's newest bad-boy goalie whose reputation is a trainwreck--Emory Olson.

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time—and that moment changed me forever. After walking in on a masked man murdering my neighbor, I went back to the one place I swore I'd never step foot in again. Citrus Cove. The sleepy town hasn't changed much, but the people have. Including my old high school bully, Cameron Harlow. He's the last person I want to see. He should be the last person I want.

Charlie Montgomery is one grumpy rancher. Calloused hands, stubborn heart, the definition of a true cowboy. He dislikes me from the second we meet. Warns me away from his tiny town of Resurrection, Montana. Well, what he doesn't know is I'm armed with a bucket list and a secret. There's no way I'm leaving. I'll just keep my distance. Only in a small town that distance doesn’t last for long. Because I owe him a favor: Work for him for three months and help him save his home. Runaway Ranch. But our close confines mean I see what's under all that strong. I see the real Charlie Montgomery.

I’ve spent my life putting others first. So when my father runs for New York City mayor—on a promise to take down the city’s most notorious crime family—I do what I always do: push my own dreams aside to help him win. Until I wind up at the wrong party. Trapped in a bedroom with Romolo Ferraro—the dangerous, merciless youngest son of the man my father has sworn to destroy. He terrifies me. He fascinates me. Six foot four and covered in tattoos, he’s everything I should avoid.