What if Cinderella went to the ball…and got pregnant?

The invitation is meant for someone else. The dress is borrowed. The clock is ticking. What Elle should do is sneak right back out of the Royal Ball and make her way home. Unfortunately, what she does is sneak into the castle. A chance encounter leads her right into the Crown Prince’s arms…and things heat up, fast. But when the clock strikes midnight, Elle remembers her curfew—one that, if broken, will get her kicked off the rowing team for good. No team, no scholarship, no future. So, she runs.

The problem? Prince Charlie isn’t done with Elle. Not for a minute. Not even when he finds out she’s carrying his heir.

Being trapped under house arrest in a haunted Victorian seems like a Halloween nightmare. But not when Silvana’s got three VERY sizzling locals to keep her company…

Inheriting my great-grandfather’s mansion seemed like the perfect escape from my troubled past, especially since I could renovate while under house arrest. But when I left warm, sunny Miami for a cold house deep in the New Hampshire wilderness? I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Enter Cyrus, the leather-clad, motorcycle-riding loner who just so happens to have contracting experience. Between his piercing ice blue eyes and those of his broad-shouldered, just-as-gorgeous friend Nolan, the sheriff’s deputy, the two of them are willing to take turns keeping me in line.

Then there’s Hudson, spiritualist and amateur ghost-hunter, the third friend to round out their hot little trio. With jet black hair and dark, glimmering eyes, I find myself melting into a puddle whenever I’m around him. Or any of them, really. But especially when all three are with me at once.

It’s all fun and games until my past shows up to drag me back into trouble, which was bound to happen. And the old Victorian my great-grandfather built holds secrets of its own, some of which are as fascinating as they are terrifying.

Can a girl find love wearing an ankle-monitor with a radius three beautiful hunks wide? Or am I doomed to spend Halloween in my haunted house in the darkened wood all alone?

I’m too old for this s***.

As Hollywood’s favorite leading man, I’m slated for a full week of non-stop cons, interviews, and hotel-hopping to promote my latest movie. I’ve got jetlag just thinking about it. I want to be in my own bed, in my own house, with my own boyfriend. Nico and I have been dating for years. But no one knows. We live–and love–in the closet. Hollywood. Politics. Paparazzi. It’s all one big show.

As if that isn’t enough, my agent has set me up with a fake fiancée for the PR circus. Only my “fiancée” turns out to be Nico’s “more-than-friends” friend from college.

And when the three of us are together…there’s a chemistry I can’t ignore.

Aubrey spent her whole life suffering in the role of the ‘perfect’ daughter…until one night changed everything.

In an instant, the boy she thought she loved betrays her. Then she’s sent off halfway across the country to live with her brother who allows her more freedom than she knows how to handle.

Now, for the first time, no one is telling her what to wear, how to act, or what to say. But as Aubrey finds herself being torn apart between three rival boys that each want her to themselves, she starts to wonder if she’s ready to take a leap into love again.

Determined not to let the past control her future, she learns to let go and live life according to her rules. But can she embrace her future while still haunted by her past?

First, hate. Then, want. But in the end? Heartbreak.

My celebrity life was supposed to be easy, and this movie was the biggest break of my career. But from the moment Officer Levi Fox gave me a speeding ticket on my way into town, he’s been nothing but a thorn in my side. Dominant. Cocky. Callous. Midnight blue eyes, a bad attitude, and muscles for days, he’s exactly the kind of man I should avoid.

But as the Cold, Montana Police Department’s official movie liaison, he’s taken up a permanent place in my life that I can’t shake. We fight. A lot. Then, we kiss—and my carefully crafted hate toward him no longer feels so much like hate. I’m falling. But how often do alpha-jerks cushion the landing?

Fierce. Scarred. Ginormous grump. And I get to tell him he’s a father…

Brilliant life decisions–falling for the bad guy. Leo damn Regis. Hated scourge of Heart’s Edge. A wall with arms and legs. Hercules dipped in ink. Incandescent eyes. The legend, the outcast, the boy I loved.

But the man they call “Nine” isn’t the villain they think. He saved my life and seared my heart once upon a messed up time. We planned our great escape. He made promises in diamond. Then a sucker punch of fate said Nope to our fairy tale. I’m not here to kiss and make up. I’m looking for my missing sister. Only one hulking, gravel-voiced man has the clues. Ugh. I so don’t need Leo’s protection. Don’t even get me started on his oh-so-secret past.

The best part? He doesn’t have a clue what I’m hiding. It’s got ten little fingers and ten little toes and eyes just like his. I’m no beauty. He’s too beast. Fun times ahead. They say you can’t run forever. Sometimes you stand. Sometimes you fight. And sometimes an unbroken hero barges back in to lay down the law…