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Getting cursed out in the middle of the airport isn’t exactly how I pictured meeting the man of my dreams. Then again, fate doesn’t seem to care much about my plans. Thanks to my failing health, I now have a lifetime of things to do, and a limited amount of time to do them. Rhys helps me live a little...and one by one we check off my list. From nude beaches to snorkeling to wedding crashing, I find myself falling for the outspoken stranger hard and fast.

He needs a wife so he can get his inheritance. I’m up to my eyeballs in debt with a sick father who needs treatment. When he offers me a million dollars to be his fake wife, am I supposed to say no?

My sister lives to ruin my life. That isn’t fair. It’s not her fault our dance instructor called me fat and awkward, and our parents funded Lisa’s training because I had a better head for business. So when Lisa went off the rails after her injury, it naturally came to me to track her down. The trail starts at the Spearmint Rhino - an upscale gentlemen’s club five minutes off the Las Vegas strip, where a group of hot Aussie soccer players are having a bachelor party. Hello, Chance Bateman!

A fresh start in Temecula, CA, was exactly what I needed to get over my breakup. I was looking forward to Palm Trees, fine wine, the beaches, and killer sunsets. But I never expected to run into handsome Levi Bateman while still on my way to California. The last thing I needed was a conceited passenger. I had a job to focus on. I knew Levi would be a distraction because we would be working in close proximity. He was so sure of himself, resisting him was even harder.

Carter Wright was used to being anything but Mr. Right. He wouldn’t exactly call himself a street rat, but his life had somehow become a rags-to-almost-riches story - one he’d rather keep to himself. The best part about being a stand-in to some of the wealthiest a-holes in New York? Access. To anything, and anyone, he wanted. And that certainly wasn’t Little Miss Moneybags, Presley Kincaid. No, he had his sights set on someone even hotter - her mother.

He was sent to put my body and dreams back together. Were they things I even wanted anymore? Spencer Broten was a pain in my backside from the moment we met. I was conned into going on a road trip with him. Within hours, I was realizing he wasn't just my trainer. He was much more. This unnamed, unplanned winding road turned into us getting to know each other as we truly were. Two broken bodies, two broken souls finding out we were more the same than different.

Tatum Trevino waltzed into my life like he owned it. The renowned soccer star showed up as my new coach and changed everything. Until rumors started flying about the bad-boy prodigy kicked off his team. I thought he was nothing but another cocky playboy, but there was another side to him under the facade. Late training sessions, secret getaways, and a delicious sleeve of tattoos led to temptation. We kept our relationship private, but I wasn’t the only secret he was keeping.

On the steps of the Eiffel Tower, the hottest man I’d ever seen referred to himself as a wanker on the phone, and a surge of heat grew inside me. And why did British slang suddenly sound like a name in my fantasies? When Mr. Wanker shows up on my train to Italy, we make a deal that he’ll take me to Monte Carlo and then we can continue onto Rome, together. My lonely honeymoon for one is now heating up.

When my college crush, Talbot Richardson, was elected to the United States Senate, I bragged a little too loudly that I knew him. Oops. Did I really know the sexiest, slickest guy on campus? Not a chance in hell. Unless knowing someone is following them around campus to see which dorm they live in, and which class they have at 8 a.m. on Wednesdays. Thanks to my big mouth, the paper I work for now expects me to do a story on him. Surely he’ll meet with me since we went to college together? Right? Logical assumption, except that he doesn’t know me from a hole in the wall.

London’s most eligible bachelor, Ryder Winston Noble, is working on a special project at Morgan Financial Holdings in New York City, and I managed to land a job on his team. For a recent technology grad like me, working alongside the crazy hot, self-made billionaire and computer genius is the opportunity of a lifetime.

As a political blogger living in Manhattan, I have no time to date. My few free hours are spent with best friend Soraya and her husband, Graham. Love has no place in this equation. Then Prince Zan walks into the coffee shop. He’s confident and different from other men, making it clear from our first conversation royal lineage won’t stand in his way. I know better than to be carried away by green eyes and soft lips. But if that’s the case, how did I end up in his bed?

The first time I met Benson LaCroix, he sat in a bar wearing “cocky player” like a cheap cologne. The second time, he stood in a locker room in nothing but a jockstrap and a scowl. Apparently, the Miami Storm’s star pitcher isn’t too thrilled his new boss is the woman who turned him down.

Ethan West is a man of few words. He justifies nothing for no one. He's determined to enter the political race in New York. Not even the astute and gorgeous Maya Armstrong will stop him. A bitter ex-lover blows up his playboy lifestyle to the media and tries to ruin his chances with any woman that enters his life. As the host of Spotlight with Maya, it’s Maya's job to take people to task and hold them accountable, but when billionaire banker turned candidate Ethan West sits on her proverbial couch, sparks fly in more ways than one.

Flying the friendly skies has been more than just a job to me. It’s my home. Ten years ago I ran away from everything I’ve known and vowed never to return. That is, until my flight is cancelled due to weather, and I’m stuck in San Francisco. Fate is not on my side when I end up in an Uber ride share with the one man I thought I’d never see again. Zack Hunt was my high school sweetheart, and the boy I walked away from without a note saying goodbye. Except, he’s no longer a boy. No, this man is gorgeous, intense, and heated at the sight of me.

Louis wants what his parents had: all-encompassing love. He never believed he’d find it until a chance meeting with a man in his childhood vacation spot. Unfortunately, a brief encounter is all they have before Mal disappears. When Louis unexpectedly meets up with him again, he refuses to let go, not willing to trust that fate would allow them to meet a third time.

Florence Harris thought if she ever fell in love it would be with someone sweet, dependable, boring. Nope. Turns out she likes arrogant, annoying, ego-so-big-it-wouldn’t-fit-in-the-ocean Eli Lennox. Just because he saved her life he thinks it gives him permission to meddle in it. He’s determined to save her from herself. Problem is she thinks she’s beyond saving. She’s beautiful, intelligent, and the sexiest woman Eli had ever laid eyes on, and she turns him down flat when he asks her out. That doesn’t happen to him often. Or ever.

Money doesn't buy happiness. Trust me, I've had it all my life and I have nothing. No love. No joy. No pizzaz. To make matters worse, my parents are pushing me to marry someone who doesn't even give me orgasms. Yes, it took me a while to figure out that I needed to stand up for myself. Which is why I was on my way to NYC, boyfriendless and out on my own for the very first time in my life

I was done with love. My acrimonious break up with my ex-wife, Alexa, had seen to that. Not only had she been the most unfaithful woman a man could have said “I do” to, but she kept insinuating that I had cheated on her. As the son of an earl, I knew I’d have to remarry one day and have a male child to carry on the family name. But next time I won't be caught up with ridiculous feelings.

I have been called arrogant. Ruthless. Heartless. I don't consider those characteristics to be insults. If I am arrogant, ruthless, and heartless, then people cower down. I make my own rules and call all the shots. I suppose that's why people opt to call me by my last name. Havoc. It's very fitting for me. I wreak havoc on anyone who gets in my way. Right now, that person is a beautiful redhead who refuses to play by my rules. Doesn't she know I'm the only one who's allowed to break them?

I’m probably not the first runaway bride to get discovered hiding in the back of a stranger’s pickup truck. And Maverick should probably dump me on the side of the road and be on his way. Instead, he agrees to give me a ride across the country. I quickly learn that Maverick isn’t just a sexy football star. He’s also bossy as hell with a surprising sweet side.