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Max: We have a code word at The Last Stand Saloon—Red Sonja—and the guys know to send up the alert on any six foot tall redhead that enters my bar. Only this time when they call it, I’m not expecting the woman who broke my heart to walk in eight months pregnant with divorce paperwork in hand. Yes, we had an arrangement that did not include forever, but I mean to change her mind.

Beckett Feldmore, the star forward of the NHL team the Cranes, is known for his athletic skills on the ice and his off-ice charm. When a knee injury jeopardizes his future in the sport, he finds himself drawn to the team’s beautiful new doctor. She’s not easily swayed by his cocky persona, and Beckett can’t help but be captivated by her, finding her indifference a challenge.

What's the best group to form a defense force? If you said a bloodthirsty bunnygirl, a timid drowblin (half drow-half goblin), and a human bloke named Owen, he'd ask you if you understood the question. But that's what Peach Valley's got. Luckily for him, one skeleton a day is so easy to deal with that it leaves ample time to sample the delights of the village. Like swimming in the lake with the crazy bunny who makes him laugh, or shopping trips with the shy drowblin he's getting out of her shell.

A house on the French Riviera. Three weeks stuck with her ex-boyfriend with no escape. Memories that refuse to go away, and anger that was never resolved.

I’m used to people giving me and my dog wide berth, considering nothing about our appearance is unnerving. We’re both big, strong, and give the impression we’re looking for trouble, even when we’re not. So, when a gorgeous redhead baby-talks the beast between my legs—the Rottweiler—of course, I’m intrigued.

Ending my marriage is one of the best things I’ve ever done, and I vowed never to settle for anything less than I deserved again. In fact, taking time for myself—with no distractions—was all I needed. Of course, I never saw him coming. Gorgeous and amusing, he convinced me to agree to five rules.

As an author, words have always been my escape. In my mind, I've lived the many versions of happily ever afters I've written for the world to listen to. I've created swoon-worthy men who would do anything for the women they love. The worlds I've created have left women wishing the stories I've penned were real. Yet my life outside the pages is void of romance and dictated by fear—something I have in abundance while my trust is scarce. I'm terrified of the horrors that could break me and avoid them at all costs. But he found me anyway.

What happens in Vegas is the start of their happily ever-after...This is a collection of steamy short contemporary romance stories complete with instalove and a guaranteed happily ever-after. If you're looking for a great lunchtime listen, or something to spark sexy dreams before bed, you’ll want to download these.

Troy: I did a damn good job of falling into obscurity two years ago, so I can’t believe, of all the women to walk into the Last Stand Saloon, that it’s her. I don’t believe in coincidences, but I do believe in fate. And what could be more fated than the woman of my dreams walking into the one place outside of the rodeo circuit that has ever felt like home to me?

I'm chilling behind the counter while a thicc goth babe saunters amongst the magical merchandise. Possessing a mysterious new power is pretty cool, too, especially when I'm the only person in the world who can wield it.

He’s a widower attending a medical conference. She’s a recent divorcee hoping to get her groove back. He’s noticed her before, but this time is different, with an empty ring finger to prove it. Can he convince her they’re meant for more than a week long love affair? Jack: I’ve attended this medical office convention before, but this is the first time I’m feeling bold. But I didn’t expect the shy woman I’ve been checking out for the last couple of years to not only be available, but interested in a Vegas fling.

Time has never been on Azahara’s side. Exhausted from her relentless pursuit to break from the clutches of an obsessive god's curse, she has all but given up hope of freedom. Until Kaed, a half-blood Elf, saves her from certain death. They find themselves bound together by a force they could never have anticipated. As their journey unfolds, the upcoming conflict will test this newfound connection to prove it be her salvation or her downfall.

Once upon a time he was her brother's best friend. He taught her to put the worm on the hook. He let her follow them around. But they grew up, and he broke her heart when she needed him the most. Now he's back, and he owns half of her business. And he wants a chance to redeem himself. Can she trust him with her family's legacy and her heart?

Corey: Dawn’s been my best friend since high school, the one constant in my life, and the only woman I’ve ever been myself with. She’s also way out of my league, but I’ve realized over the last few weeks I love her. And while I don’t want to lose our friendship, no other woman will ever come close, and I’ll never be all in on a relationship while the what-if with Dawn hangs over my head. So I have to deal with the what-if.

Raven was a dancer at one of the clubs the Diamondbacks own. As their VP when things started going sideways with our manager, I came in and Raven stepped up to the plate, helping us out. I took one look at her and I knew she was special. She may have deserved better than me, but I wasn’t about to let anyone else have her. When her past catches up with her, you better believe I’m going to shield and protect her with everything I am. Because when a Diamondback claims his old lady—it’s forever.

Not bothering to look at me, the man raised his hand up and flipped me off. Your loss. I thought as I watched his hand come back down to rest on the bar. Changing my grip on the handle of the knife and exposing the blade, I brought it down on his fingers, lopping off three of them just above the middle joint. The man yelled out furiously and gripped his, newly shortened, fingers in his other hand as he whipped himself around to face me again.

Vincent doesn’t have time for yet another nameless, faceless assistant to drop the ball, so when his newest hire doesn’t show up, he decides to call and give her a piece of his mind. Juniper just bought a used iPhone from a friend of a friend when the opportunity of a lifetime rang. All she did is answer. And lie a little bit about who she is. Now, Juniper has a job that actually pays the bills, including her mother’s expensive cancer treatments. When Vincent comes to the rescue of his new assistant, she breaks down his walls with her warmth and sweetness.

How in the world can someone tell a million romance tales and not have love? But then, like in chapter 20 in a good book, it happens. She walks up while I’m deep in thought and bam! It was a dimly lit bar and a rainy night. As soon as I laid eyes on her, a muse formed in my mind, and I had to talk to her. What? I’m a romance writer. Cut me some slack! Little did I know, though I should have, she rocked my world in ways I couldn’t create on paper or otherwise. She’d been with a lot of Mr. Wrongs, but maybe, just maybe, it was time for her to find Mr. Write.

He’s a guitar player who works odd hours. She’s his curvy new neighbor with a mouthy co-dependent husky. Miscommunication taints their initial meeting, but will their physical attraction allow them a second chance at a first impression?

He’s a deli owner who had his ass handed to him by a feral cat. She’s a veterinarian who’s heard about his beef stick. She convinces him to give the frisky feline and her new kittens a temporary home, but can he convince her to stay once the kittens are grown?