Snowed in with the three of them? Maybe this blizzard won’t be so bad.

It was just supposed to be a one-night stand. Some no-strings-attached fun to help me get over my ex. And after the sizzling night Hunter and I had? Soon the only thing I can think about is when I’m going to see him again.

But a blizzard descended on our mountain cabin in the middle of the night. Now Hunter and I are snowed in together. And we’re not the only ones. His two colleagues are staying in the cabin next door. And they’re even more handsome and flirty than he is.

Help is still days away–if not weeks. The four of us are going to have to find ways to pass the time. And the boys have some creative ideas on what to do with me.

Can we survive until rescue arrives? Or will we fall in love along the way?

Dear Santa:

It’s okay that I have to spend Christmas by myself. Alone. In my apartment. Quarantined.

No gifts. No cheer. No feast. But really. It’s fine.

And I’ll continue to ignore my hot next door neighbors. Three guys who make my knees weak. Even though they invited me over for a holiday feast.

I mean, we’re supposed to be in quarantine, right? Or not. Don’t I deserve a present or two or three? I think I do.

Merry f***ing Christmas

Love,

Me

It was supposed to be a winter getaway at a ski resort. Until my friends bailed on me. Now I’m stuck in our ski chalet with three strangers. But after seeing what these guys look like? Suddenly I don’t mind as much.

Jack, the suave French-Canadian ski instructor who pronounces my name like it’s a bottle of expensive red wine. Seth, the goofy blond snowboarder with Olympic aspirations–who’s surprisingly chiseled underneath his baggy clothes. Aiden, the deliciously-muscular rogue who has a secret reason for visiting the ski resort.

It’s chilly on the ski slopes, but hot and heavy in the bedroom.

Can I juggle these three men over the holidays? Or will their love overwhelm me like an avalanche?

I didn’t know I had three ripped, gorgeous stepbrothers until I’d already crossed the mind-blowing line.

A sexy photoshoot is not supposed to end with the model showing me all of his best positions. Especially not so soon after my break up. After what my ex did, I’ve concluded that men aren’t worth my time or trust.

Except Mason is fun and sexy as hell. When he smiles, his dimples and blue eyes melt a little bit of the ice inside me, and when he takes his shirt off, well damn! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more sculpted body in real life. I resist his flirtation until I’ve had a few drinks. Then my body silences my brain. It tells me that it’s time to have some fun.

And it is. Oh, it is. More fun than I’ve ever had. More than I actually think I can bear.

But when I wake, Mason is gone, and I’m feeling sore in more ways than one. I bury the ache in my heart and head to my mom’s beach house for brunch and to meet my stepbrothers for the first time.

Coming face to face with Mason over coffee and bacon is humiliating enough. Finding out he’s an identical triplet and that there are now three sexy alpha-holes to avoid is three times the misery.

It’s easy to think the worst of them, but Miller is as perceptive as he is gorgeous, and Max, with his tattoos and piercings, shows me just how protective a man can be.

They warm my heart and show me that there’s so much more to relationships than heartache until trouble rears its ugly head, and everything falls apart.

A headstrong woman with a mysterious past. Three gorgeous construction workers, still mourning the death of their shared wife. Some things were just meant to be.

It was the renovation job of a lifetime – a historic manor in Rhode Island, complete with three ripped, musclebound bosses, each more handsome than the next. They were more like brothers than lifelong friends. Men who shared everything together, including their own wicked little secret.

Working for them is one thing. Living with them, quite another. When boundaries are crossed and curtains of restraint fall, our overwhelming attraction leads to unspeakably hot encounters throughout the ancient grounds. And when I discover their ultimate secret – that these men have shared everything in their lives? I can’t help but wonder if I might be that last, perfect piece of a very butterfly-inducing puzzle.

Bryce. Camden. Roderick. I can’t get them out of my mind. Not that I have to, because all three are bent on seducing me, loving me, taking me into their lives to fill that dark, hollow void. A cold, lonely void I unfortunately know so very well.

Can four wounded souls come together and find the strength to heal old wounds? Or will the ghosts of our shattered pasts come back to haunt our one shot at true happiness?

It was pushing midnight at the bar, and I was looking to make a mistake. Then he walked in.

Lexa Lewis turns to a one-night stand to blow off some steam after losing her job. Casimiro is the perfect man for the task: tall, handsome, and smiling like he knows exactly what Lexa’s thinking. By the time she follows him to the bathroom neither of them need to say a word to know what the other wants.

If only the affair ended there.

Never expecting to see him again, Lexa is shocked when Casimiro and his team of safety auditors show up at Blackrock Energy, the site of her new job. And when her boss suggests they rent the spare rooms in Lexa’s house, she has no choice but to agree rather than admit what had happened with the burly contractor. Now she has to resist the temptation of having four muscled, charming men walking around her condo.

But Casimiro and the others—Kai Mendelssohn, Tex Matthews, and Jason Padmore—aren’t just at Blackrock for a routine safety audit. They have other motives surrounding the huge drilling company, and it means not getting involved with anyone working there. Yet Casimiro can’t stop thinking about Lexa and the way she felt that night at the bar…

As Lexa discovers what their real mission is, she must choose between helping the men with whom she’s falling in love or remaining loyal to her new job. Will she decide which course of action is right, or will she lose both her job and her lovers in the process?

We shared the same grim goal: the destruction of Xander Kyrkos. It was only a matter of time before we shared each other…

Two gorgeous Navy SEALS, with the same grim vendetta. A strapping Army Ranger on a mission of unimaginable vengeance. They saved me from my own destruction. Took me under their wing… and then into their beds, as well.

Now they share me together, mind, body, and soul. As girlfriend. As lover. As the partner who binds them, writhing helplessly beneath their panty-dropping good looks and dripping hot touch.

Holden is the square-jawed leader, strong and beautiful, tormented by an inescapable past. Randall is the pilot – a total loose cannon – sharp-tongued, tattooed, and devilishly handsome. Finally there’s Marcus, the silent giant with a chest and shoulders to die for. An ex-Army Ranger turned dark mercenary, struggling desperately to right his wrongs.

Four damaged people, bound by the same promise of revenge. Coming together after having our lives shattered by three horrific events… forged by the fires of tragedy and passion, into unstoppable weapons to accomplish our ultimate goal.

Can one girl be this insanely lucky? And can four lost souls pull love – and a sizzling hot reverse harem arrangement – from the dark depths of utter despair?

Three chiseled Navy SEAL alphas. One lucky college girl.

I went to a Barcelona nightclub to celebrate my last week abroad. And the Navy SEALs I met there? They gave me the send-off of my life. Cairo, the olive-skinned and amber-eyed sailor whose muscles make my stomach squirm. Hunter, the chiseled blond beauty with the boy-next-door smile. Logan, their distinguished Lieutenant Commander who has the most experience of the three.

But my three new lovers have some vicious enemies. Catalan terrorists who want to blow up Barcelona. Men who want to kill the SEALs—and me too.

Now my powerful SEALs insist on protecting me. Even if it means keeping me from my own vacation plans. Is their vigorous protection just paranoia? Or will these three alphas do anything to keep their woman safe?

WANTED: Shared girlfriend for exclusive 3-on-1 live-in relationship.

The ad was right there in black and white, sending a flock of butterflies fluttering through my stomach. ‘Three young authors seeking an extremely open-minded female for an exclusive, sinful, and very unorthodox arrangement.’

Only these weren’t any three authors. These were my employers. The same three hot guys I’d been working for as a personal chef, at their secluded Spanish villa.

And they were absolutely gorgeous.

There was Chase, dark-haired and beautiful, with a supermodel’s face and a whole ocean of ripped abdominals I could sink my teeth into.

Nathan was his mirror image, the wavy-blond surfer with a panty-melting smile… not to mention a lithe, impossibly tan body I just wanted to hold against me.

Rounding them out was Burke; tall and brooding. A muscle-bound giant with smarmy good looks and a matching, razor-sharp wit. A total monster… inside the bedroom and out.

Their ad doesn’t even seem real… until it actually is. Until I’m goaded into answering it, unable to bear the thought of another female just wandering in and being this insanely lucky.

Three of them… one of me. Sharing me. Possessing me. The guys are just too hot, too perfect.

Too mine.