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Oberbrandmeister Vincent Corelli hat ein Aggressionsproblem. Zumindest ist der Einsatzleiter der Wache 21 davon überzeugt und verdonnert ihn kurzerhand zum Anti-Aggressions-Training. In einer Gruppentherapie soll Vincent lernen, seine Wut in den Griff zu kriegen und sich tief verborgenen Ängsten zu stellen. Allerdings liegt dem grimmigen Draufgänger nichts ferner als das. Vor allem, weil ausgerechnet seine Therapeutin Tessa Gefühle in ihm weckt, die er eigentlich nie wieder empfinden wollte.

There are a few things that life doesn’t prepare you for. Like what to do when a super-hot guy catches you sneaking around in his basement, or what to do when a mysterious package shows up with tickets to a hockey game (because, apparently, he’s a professional athlete). Nor how to handle it when you get to the game and realize he’s freaking famous, since half of the 20,000 people in the stands are wearing his jersey.

I make my living writing romance. I prefer my heroes to remain fictional. But Gus Taylor is better than anything I could have dreamed up. Sexy and funny and dauntingly handsome. My little girl and I have been on our own for a long time and that's how I want to keep it. But Gus Taylor makes me question everything I believe.

I steer clear of relationships, especially the messy ones. I keep things simple, and it works for me. Until I agree to help out Cosette Dubois by pretending to date her. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Kind and sweet and smart and talented. Fake boyfriend… no problem. I'm a giver that way. Throw in a crazy ex, a Botox-injected mother who hates me, a snaggletoothed dog who can turn on a dime, and a woman I can't stop thinking about.

My trip to Mexico for my cousin's wedding was only supposed to be a few days of obligation and oceanside. I wasn't expecting Luke. Wasn't expecting the hot hockey player, with the smirks and the tattoos, who kept bumping into me. And I certainly wasn't expecting to spend a night on the beach, under the stars, underneath him. It was magical, but I thought it would end there. Instead, we exchanged numbers and stayed in touch. So when Luke invited me to watch him play in Vegas, I went. And it was great. Until we woke up the next morning and found the wedding certificate in my pocket.

I flee for my life when I leave Chicago, escaping a lifetime of misery. From the moment my eyes land on Mya Whitfield—I'm done for. Don't even get me started on watching her play the cello. I've never envied anything like I envy that enormous piece of wood between her legs. Move over, cello… There's a new man in town.

Reese Landry is Orleans University's arrogant all-star catcher. I'm the one girl he can't seem to catch. If anything, it only makes him want me more. He's disgustingly rich, stupidly charming, and everyone loves him. Except me. Then life throws me the ultimate curveball: He's my new temporary roomie. I thought it was going to be easy, keeping him at a distance. Turns out, I was wrong.

Having grown up the baby sister to four brothers and with a dude for a best friend, I know how to read men like the back of my hand. When I have a sexy make-out session with Beckham, my best friend, all my intuition about men goes out the window. We never thought we would cross that line, but OMG those lips, his scent, his taste—it's all I can think about. Seriously, he could bend me like Beckham, and I would so let him. So when he offers a solution to my sexual drought with S-E-X, I have to consider it. Right?

Lake Jones has the perfect job, an addiction to binge-watching Netflix, and the world's ugliest cat. She's also a bit sexually frustrated. Until… Fate bestows a breath of mercy upon her in the form of Minnesota's NFL starting quarterback. But this gift is no stranger. Lake met Cage Monaghan three years earlier.

My friends have convinced me: no more hockey players. With a dad who is the Head Coach for the Minnesota Sleet, it seemed like an easy decision. My friends have also convinced me that the best way to boost my fragile self-esteem is through a one-night stand. A dating app. A hotel bar. A sexy-as-hell man who’s sweet, and funny...and did I mention sexy-as-hell?

Emma Kingsley is the most infuriating woman I've ever known. Stubborn, arrogant, and sexy as sin. She drives me crazy. And she's determined to hate me. The funny thing is—I can't get enough. But the woman has more walls up than the royal palace. Lucky for her, I make a living tearing down walls. And I just found my favorite project.

Marry a man I barely know to save my family from ruin. It might’ve been simple, if my betrothed were anybody else. On our wedding day, my husband-to-be arrived at the courthouse like a black cloud rolling over Manhattan. Walt didn’t crack smiles or pepper in pleasantries as we exchanged hollow vows in front of the judge. His disdain for me was so palpable I assumed we’d walk out of that ceremony and resume our regularly scheduled programming. But then fate was like, Hold my beer. I got this.

I’m an up-and-coming plus-sized designer who gets strong-armed into playing nanny for a month so I’ll have enough money to put my fashion line into production. Sounds like an easy plan. Only, the dad of that baby is my first crush. The star of my late-night fantasies beneath the sheets. The guy who never noticed I was alive. Charles Harlow. Older. Rich as sin. Sex on a stick. And my stepbrother. I can handle this. One month caring for an adorable baby and my money troubles will be solved. It’s living with three chiseled alphas that might be my downfall.

I just announced my engagement to a hot billionaire. Yes, you read that right. A billionaire. My family is ecstatic and already celebrating. Only they don't know the truth. My engagement is faker than my Chanel handbag. My fake fiancé, Jackson Pruitt, is paying me to pretend to be in love with him so he can inherit his family's company. How cliché! My parents are planning free trips to Fiji. I'm counting down the days to end this thing. They don't know he's the same man I had a one-night stand with. Or the man who was super annoyed when Lenny at the bodega gave me his number.

I've always been the wingman, backing up my best friend on and off the ice. Fighting for every shift, I never minded his easy wins or his rise to stardom until Claudia Campbell walks into our lives. She's a game-changer. Itching to escape her stifling family's grip, Claudia's not looking for anything serious. But when the campus hockey star makes his move, she puts her dreams on hold. Me? I'm the bonus, the solid guy she can trust. Marty LeBrun, the best friend who's always there. But I want to be more than that, even if it means keeping quiet about my buddy's wild side.

Margot Noble needs some relief from running her family winery. Enter Luke: sexy, charming, and best of all, a stranger, promising to be the perfect one-night stand she'll never have to see again. That is, until Luke walks in the next morning as their newest hire. With the attraction still bubbling between them, Margot is finding it a challenge to keep things professional. Luke Williams had it all, but when burnout causes him to quit his high-salary tech job in Silicon Valley and move back to Napa, he doesn't want to tell the world, or his mom, why he's now working at a winery.

My name is Sarah Dearly, and trouble is my middle name. Last month, the world’s worst blind date turned me into a vampire. Then I may have, accidentally, ignited a war between local bloodsuckers and a group of murderously misguided vampire hunters who’ve nicknamed me the Slayer of Slayers. Now the vampire council is using me as bait to draw out the hunters’ badass leader, while my gorgeous 600-year-old boyfriend, Thierry seems to be blowing me off, and my super-hot, fanged friend Quinn wants to turn my self-defense lessons into make-out sessions.

I've spent eight years wishing I'd fall out of love with Derek Knightley. Blowing out birthday candles, chasing after shooting stars, making it rain spare change into mall fountains - every time it's the same wish: Forget about Derek. But the day he walks back into my life, I realize there are two things time has yet to soften: my feelings for him and his chiseled jawline. It's infuriating that my heart still races when he walks into a room. I refuse to fall prey to old unrequited love, so I decide the less I'm around him, the better. Avoidance is key.

My name is Sarah Dearly, and I’m having a week from hell—literally. My blind date bit me and turned me into a vampire, and now I’m being chased all over the city by vampire hunters who want to introduce me to their wooden stakes.

Dr. Russell has a bad reputation around our hospital. I try to avoid him and his temper at all costs. It’s just as easy to admire his sexy, grip-it-while-he’s-ravishing-you hair and chiseled jaw from a healthy distance. Unfortunately, my plan crumbles when my trusty ol’ boss decides to swap his white coat for a Hawaiian shirt. His retirement leaves me with two terrible options: Switch specialties and spend months retraining or take an open position as Dr. Russell’s surgical assistant.