“Why would a professional hockey player fly out here, seduce me, and then vanish again?”

I can’t believe I fell for a liar. I was an idiot. A blinded-by-lust, hopeful idiot who threw myself into bed with a sexy stranger, invited him to dinner with my entire family, and then woke up alone to a note. I hope you can forgive me for lying. Ha. Like that’s ever going to happen. If Beau French or Evanko or whatever the hell his name is ever shows his hot, bearded face in this town again, I’ll make sure he regrets it.

To be fair, I practically threw myself at his crotch. And okay, fine. Getting naked with him was the first time I’d felt anything worth feeling since losing my little sister. It’s almost kinda nice to be fueled by the fires of rage instead of the numbness of grief. But I’m certainly not going to thank him for lying and then sneaking out of my bed like a thief in the midafternoon. Thankfully, I have my older sister’s Christmas wedding to distract me. There’s no way he’d show his face there. Besides, there’s no excuse good enough to make me forgive him.

The name’s Barrett Callahan. Yeah, that Barrett Callahan—the one the press dubbed “Bare” after those naked sexting pictures surfaced. At twenty-five, I was armed with an MBA from Harvard, an executive position at my father’s Fortune 500 company, a penthouse, and a different piece of delectable eye candy in my bed every weekend. I had a life most men dreamed of. But then my father decided to run for president, and my playboy lifestyle became a liability to his campaign that was built on family values.

​​My “makeover” comes in the form of a fake fiancée who I don’t even get to choose–one who is an uptight, choirgirl acting priss but also sexy-as-hell.

Bri McAndrews is the envy of every girl at Chamberlain and the one every guy wants at their side. What most people don’t know is that there’s so much more to her than the picture-perfect life everyone sees on the surface. Being the daughter of a power-hungry senator has her under constant scrutiny. Even though she’s used to being in the spotlight, it’s becoming harder to meet her father’s expectations. When Trey Donovan stereotypes her as just another spoiled, rich kid, she’s more than determined to show him he’s wrong about her, and she doesn’t care about the consequences it will have for her at home.

After giving the most popular guy in school a beat down he’ll never forget, Trey Donovan becomes more than just the new, all-star quarterback at Chamberlain. He’s the bad boy from the south side every girl is dying to have on their arm. Unfazed by his new popularity, Trey isn’t about to let his guard down. But keeping everyone at a distance becomes a challenge, especially whenever Bri is nearby. She’s way out of his social stratosphere and the one girl he shouldn’t even consider pursuing.

As Bri and Trey grow closer, more than a few vengeful people have a problem with it. Can their budding new relationship survive when so many people are set on keeping them apart?

He’s the big man on campus—in more than one way. The pressure is real, seeing that his father was basically college jock royalty. And he plays the part of being an absolute alpha-hole. But underneath that jock-like exterior and thick muscle is someone I could see myself with. At least for the night.

Homecoming week, I get my chance. Everyone warned me to stay away from this handsome hunk, but I’m taking my chances. Unfortunately for me, I end up with a secret surprise. His baby. No way in hell I’m telling the college hottie the truth. It might ruin his future playing football. Besides, my father never wanted kids. My new love affair probably doesn’t either. But he is persistent and I’m left to do one thing—ghost him.

He doesn’t take that lightly and I found out that he’s not just willing to fight for his future, but for ours too.

Focusing on my future is getting harder and harder with the campus bad boy wanting all of me.

He’s not just bad either. There’s a darkness in him I don’t want in my life. Yet, I’m drawn to him like a moth to the flame. Messy black hair. Piercing green eyes. Sinfully sexy with rockstar appeal. He’s the poster child for hot, broken, and rich. Stay away ladies. This bastard is the most notorious student on campus. His rich, ivy league heritage has everyone pre-judging him. And maybe they should. But, as always with the worst guy in the room, there’s more to him than meets the eye.

I have plans for a big future, and they don’t include him. He’s got other ideas though… Wicked, wicked plans.

Dear Letter Girl, I need to see you. When can we meet?

Her response never came. My secret pen pal with a dirty mind has ghosted me. I’ve roped Jules, my sweet as pie next door neighbor, to help me track her down. There’s only one problem–I’m falling for her. The tortoise shell glasses, out of this world curves and delicious treats are making the search for The Letter Girl even harder.

My notes were supposed to be a one time thing. A little too much wine and naughty thoughts on a winter’s night. I never thought Berk would write back. I wanted to tell him it was me, but the fear of rejection kept my lips sealed. Now he’s enlisted my help to track down The Letter Girl and our search has him hot on my, ahem, her trail. She’s the girl next door. He’s my secret pen pal.

Truth is on a collision course with their hearts and it’s only a matter of time before one of them gets wrecked…

Rule #1: Teammate’s siblings are off-limits.

Haley has had enough hockey to last her for the rest of her life. The last thing she wants when she arrives at college is to live in her brother’s shadow but that’s nearly impossible when his face is everywhere she turns. Reid’s only focus has been one thing, make it to the NHL, until he meets the one woman that has the power to distract him. The only problem, she’s his best friend’s sister.

As much as she hates to admit it, Haley can’t stop thinking about the one person on campus she should avoid. Reid doesn’t seem to care about the reasons why they shouldn’t be together, and the longer she looks into his sapphire eyes the harder it is to resist him.

Are they willing to risk the wrath of the team or lose each other?

Her willingness to blackmail me into her bed is shocking. But I can’t help myself.

I’ve worked my face off to make a name for myself in the architect world, and finally it’s landed me the perfect job—teaching at my local university. Not a day goes by when a student doesn’t flirt and try their hand at winning my heart, if only for a night. But I know the rules, and I follow them closely. No way in hell I’m giving up this sweet gig. My newest student has stolen my attention and has me thinking things I should never think. And her flirting goes to a new level. She’s defiant, dark, and not afraid of a little blackmail to get what she wants.

The young woman is beyond beautiful and everything I fantasize about, but I have a secret I want to keep hidden. Unfortunately for me, she knows it and is more than happy to use it to get what she wants most—me. What started out as a one-time payment turns into a burning need neither of us can ignore. I just hope this girl is the type that doesn’t kiss and tell. Otherwise, I’m ruined.

My sister’s death was ruled an accident, but it was all a lie…

They’re the kings of Welhurst University, heirs to the most powerful, corrupt, and ruthless families in Ascendence Bay. Each of them is stunningly gorgeous, rich, and talented.

Nobody is that perfect. All of them hide dark, dangerous secrets. And I’m going to expose them. I’m going to make everyone see exactly who they are.

Hate me all you want, ’cause loving me might just be harder.

No one is standing in my way of being the first to graduate from an Ivy League school. Especially not my flaming-hot first love. With his golden blond hair, tanned skin, sparkling blue eyes, and surfer’s body, every girl wants him and every guy wants to be him. It doesn’t hurt that he has a boatload of money backing him up or that his family name is on the gym at our college.

When we meet again, there’s nothing left of the boy I used to know in the man he’s become. He looks at me like I’m the enemy and I know I am because, once upon a time, I broke his heart. Now, he’s out for revenge and he won’t stop until he gets it.

Bring it, wicked rich bad boy. Bring it.