Erik Preston had given up on ever trusting a woman again, but after he is hired to do some work around Sofia's house, he finds himself strangely fascinated by her.Together, as they fix up Sofia's house, they begin to patch up the holes in their hearts.But an excess of vodka, a lapse in judgment, and a one-night stand threaten to destroy the relationship they had begun to build together. Soon they will both learn what not to expect when you're expecting.

    That includes Seth, the father of her baby—a man who was supposed to be only a one-night-stand, a man who’s used to always getting his way.There’s a reason that Seth Thomas, a successful defense attorney, is often referred to as the Bulldozer. If something needs to happen, he makes it happen. That includes being part of his baby’s life—even if he never expected to be a father, even if Erin doesn’t really trust him.They’ll work out an arrangement in the best interest of their baby—and if they occasionally have sex, well, that’s just an added perk—but they both agree on one thing.What they have will never be love.

    With no job or social support, she flees to a small town in hopes of finding a good family for her unborn baby, but instead finds a man who is as broken as she is. Eric Gaylord returns to his home town for a respite after a tragic loss, but when his spitfire mother takes on an unknown woman as a business partner, he is forced to face the nightmare he’d left behind or risk losing the one woman who could heal his heart.

    Then comes marriage. Then comes a—Hold up. You’re joking right? As if life works off a neat little list like that, moving down, checking things off before jumping to the next task. We’re not married. We’re not lovers. Hell, we’re hardly even friends. Noah Wilson isn’t exactly “life partner” material, and he sure as hell isn’t “father material”. He’s my older brother’s best friend, and has been off limits, sworn off, locked in the highest tower and out of reach since we met over ten years ago. With his devilish good looks, tattoos, motorcycle, and trail of broken hearts and tears, I’ve had good reason to stay away from the bad boy my mother warned me about.Until one night. One stupid, regrettable night that changed both of our lives forever. And now I only have nine months to decide our fate, to see if Noah’s rebel heart is capable of anything more than a one night stand.This isn’t a love story. This is a life story. And life doesn’t go according to plan.

    Sweet. Romantic. Fall in love with the swoony heroes and sassy heroines of Jetty Beach. A brooding photographer with a secret. A playboy billionaire who doesn’t want to be tamed. A swoony small-town doctor looking for love. A retired Marine who’ll stop at nothing to win back the love of his life. You’ll find them all in this collection of four full-length novels in the Jetty Beach Romance series. This collection includes: Must Be Love Must Be Crazy Must Be Fate Must Be Home Must Be Love Ryan comes into Nicole’s life at precisely the wrong time. But she can’t get him out of her mind—or stay out of his bed. He makes her feel things she never imagined, but his sweet, sad eyes are hiding a secret that could tear them apart. It’s either a huge mistake, or it must be love. Must Be Crazy Melissa Simon was in a rut—until she met Jackson Bennett. A wealthy bachelor with a playboy reputation, his cocky attitude should not make her hot. But damn, it does. He wants to whisk her away for one crazy week. No strings. No expectations. It isn’t supposed to mean anything… Until it does. Must Be Fate When Clover meets Cody, she knows fate led her to Jetty Beach. Their chemistry is undeniable. But to a man like him—mature and put together—she’s a wild breeze who throws him off kilter. And to a woman like her—who never lets anyone in—he might want more than she can give. He might want everything. Must Be Home Hunter left Emma ten years ago, disappearing without a goodbye. Now they’re both back in town and Hunter knows one thing with certainty—he’s going to get her back. But second chances don’t come easy, and no matter how relentlessly he pursues her, she’s afraid of losing her heart to him again.

    But not when it's the bright, glaring stripe staring back at me on the pregnancy test. Then, pink is the colour of major oops, of morning sickness, of boyfriends who seemed decent but now are part of some Jerk Witness Protection Program. Still, I've got a few things going for me-bitter humour, a divine right to eat till I'm the size of Marlon Brando, and good friends who've managed to get me a job interview with one Damien Sharpton: in need of a personal assistant, and some say, a good, swift kick in the arse. If you want to make a lasting impression, by all means, toss your cookies in your future boss's wastebasket, which is located directly between his excruciatingly sexy legs. Apparently, Mr. Gorgeous-But-Unbearably-Anti-Social must like personal assistants who violate his trash can, because I got the job. And if I can avoid him via text messaging for the next seven months of health insurance, everything will be just fine. Except that he's just asked-no, insisted-that I go with him on a business trip to the Caribbean. Gulp. Ordinarily, this would be cause for celebration. Ordinarily, I'd shave my legs, pack my bikini, revel in day-glo drinks and my seething lust for Mr. Swarthy-And-Secretive. But there's nothing ordinary about this situation...which means it could be absolutely extraordinary...

    After realizing that his last three serious girlfriends all dated him for his money, he’s determined to meet a woman who has no idea how rich he really is. In the meantime, though, he’ll keep dating Charlene Magill, a woman who comes from a wealthy family herself, but is about as sharp as a bowling ball.Lena Magill is the director of the local homeless shelter. Born to wealth, she turned her back on the life her father expected her to lead (i.e., marry rich man, have babies, join committees, drink self into oblivion out of boredom), and chose her own path, which includes her own job, her own apartment, and her neurotic dog, Winston. Lena still keeps one foot in the world of high society to appease her father, but it’s not out of any love for the company, the expectations, or the scintillating conversation. And for now, she’ll keep dating Chase, even though he’s as cold as stone, and thinks that she has the brains of a mouse. It keeps her father out of her hair, and prevents him from setting her up with yet another man who has a thick wallet, but no personality.When Chase hatches the idea of volunteering at a local charity to meet women, and when he shows up at a local homeless shelter, the last person he expects to run into is Charlene. Especially a feisty, dusty, and very dedicated Charlene, who is equally shocked to find the icy and formal Chase Hamilton standing in her shelter’s basement. And wearing jeans, no less.Enter two meddling grandfathers, Lena’s controlling father and frequently inebriated stepmother, an attempt at a blackmailed marriage, Chase’s gold-digger-dating baggage out the wazoo, and a doozy of a misunderstanding, and it’s a wonder that the shelter is still standing, that Winston doesn’t have a doggy stroke, or that these two crazy people finally have a chance at love.

    The only one capable of silencing his voices, the only person to ever have faith in who he was, until the day her faith turned to doubt and destroyed everything they’d made together. Declan O ’Connell was the only person Paige could be herself with. The only one she could rely on, until the day she was forced to make a choice that would condemn them both. They’ve had years apart, and second chances don’t belong to the damned. But when you come face to face with your savior, it’s almost impossible to walk away. In order to move beyond the sins of their past, and forever silence the demons in his head, they’ll have to risk it all. But with love, there are real reasons to be afraid and, sometimes… your salvation is your damnation. *Not a Cliff Hanger* *Adult Themes*

    But everything changes one sun-washed summer with two dramatic homecomings: Griffith Burnett—Tulpen Crossing's prodigal son, who's set his sights on Kelly—and Olivia, her beautiful, wayward and, as far as Kelly is concerned, unwelcome sister. Tempted by Griffith, annoyed by Olivia, Kelly is overwhelmed by the secrets that were so easy to keep when she was alone.But Olivia's return isn't as triumphant as she pretends. Her job has no future, and ever since her dad sent her away from the bad boy she loved, she has felt cut off from her past. She's determined to reclaim her man and her place in the family…whether her sister likes it or not. For ten years, she and Kelly have been strangers. Olivia will get by without her approval now.While Kelly and Olivia butt heads, their secrets tumble out in a big hot mess, revealing some truths that will change everything they thought they knew. Can they forgive each other—and themselves—and redefine what it means to be sisters?Told with Mallery's trademark heart and humor, the Tulip Sisters are in for the most colorful summer of their lives…

    As doctors, they're too busy saving the world to commit to anything more. Still, Kara knows exactly who to go to when she needs a little support. But one night she turns to Lucas and... everything changes. And once they've crossed that line to more than friends, it's impossible to go back.Their situation is even more tangled when Kara's job calls her away for several weeks. How can they talk about the new "them" when she's half a world away? She can't put off this discussion too long, however. Not after she discovers there's a baby to consider….

    After leaving his hellish roots behind him, Ronan found contentment when he started over. Thoughts of the past had been pushed down for so long; he hardly thought about it at all. He intended to keep it that way.When unexpected circumstances force Ronan to return to Colorado, the Keely he finds is no longer the adolescent girl he remembered. Torn between desire and fear, Ronan struggles with his feelings for Keely and his need to escape the town that scarred him so deeply years ago.Letting go is all Ronan's ever known. Will he realize a life with Keely is something he should hold onto at any cost?

    It led to a lot of fun, and Alex was always looking forward to what was coming next. That was, until the club is booked one night by a motorcycle club she’s only heard rumors about: the Hellhounds. Cain’s prerogative is to work hard, and play harder Cain Rodgers led a life of hedonism and luxury, just how he wanted it. Moving weapons to high-profile clients in the area tended to leave one with more money than they knew what to do with, but he seemed to be doing just fine spending it on all the girls, drugs, and alcohol he could dream of. But what was supposed to be just another reckless night out on the town with the boys ends up with more consequences than he could have ever imagined. Sometimes the right mistake is the sweetest sin A drunken, passionate evening is the norm for Cain, but everything still felt different with Alex. Without the time to find her before the Hellhounds move on out, he reluctantly leaves their encounter as a one night stand. Alex, however, has a whole new set of problems to deal with, and a pregnancy test is just the beginning of it… EXCERPT He picked me up as if I weighed nothing at all and carried me through my house to my bedroom where he placed me carefully in the center of the bed. He pulled back and simply looked at me, his eyes taking me in as if seeing me for the first time, his expression making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. I didn’t move, allowing him to look at me as I warmed with his gaze. I could feel the first tenuous connections forming between us and I smiled. Perhaps we were meant to be together. I held my arms out, offering myself to him, and his smile touched me. Not the smile of a man taking something he had won, but the smile of a man that was receiving a cherished gift. He leaned in and took my lips as his fingers drifted along my cheek, his touch gentle, as if he were handling the most delicate flower. He slowly undressed me, removing my button down blouse, jeans, and sneakers, his lips never long removed from my skin. I had managed to unbutton his shirt, but nothing else, and I wanted to feel his flesh against mine. I pulled him up by his arms and he came, his lips finding mine. I pushed his shirt over his shoulders and he allowed it to fall as I began to work on his belt. He allowed me to open his pants and I reached inside, taking his hardness into my hand, each beat of his heart a pulse in my hand. As I held him, he kissed me with intent, a kiss as erotic as any I ever had, and it practically took my breath. “I want you,” I whispered as I stared into his eyes. His smile returned and he beamed at me as his face softened. “I want you,” he whispered in return.

    A producer for Britain’s most popular morning show working under a nightmare boss, Tash is well-versed in the trials and tribulations of twenty-first century dating. She and her three best friends certainly haven’t lived the fairy tale they thought they would: there’s Andy, who’s hooked on passion, but too much of a tomboy to have moved much beyond the beer-drinking contest stage; Mel, stuck in a steady but loveless relationship; and Emma, endlessly waiting for her other half to propose. Their love lives are only complicated by the sort of men who seem to drift in and out: Andrew—suave, good-looking and head over heels in love . . . with himself; Simon, who is allergic to commitment but has a bad-boy nature that’s impossible to resist; and Adam—perfectly attractive, but too sweet to be sexy. The bestselling first novel that launched Jane Green, one of the brightest stars in contemporary women’s fiction, Straight Talking sets the record straight regarding the real world of dating, and follows the adventures of Tash and her friends as they search for fulfillment and the right kind of love. Funny, flirty, and ultimately tender, Straight Talking gets at the heart of modern romance.

    Matt Taylor’s motto:“I’m the king of the cut ‘n’ run. I wine them, dine them, then slide inside them, making sure I get up, get dressed and get out before they can even utter the words “second date.” Mia Roberts’ motto:“I’m queen of the chase. I meet them, greet them, date them and leave them. A social butterfly, I’m happily single and happy to stay that way.”The players have been found. The challenge has been set. Whatever happens, they’ll soon find out that playing the game can get you played in the best possible way.

    I call it the create-your-own-reality disease. Most of them start out normal, like you and me, but somewhere along the way they lose sight of up and down, left and right, and then eventually right and wrong. It's my job to fix that.Who hires me, Scarlett Barnes, otherwise known as ‘The Normalizer’? Agents usually. Producers sometimes. They know they can trust me to be professional, discreet, and above all, not personally involved with my clients. I come in, I take over their lives, and I get them back on track. Help them remember what it's like to be an average Joe.My latest job acquisition? His friends call him Tear-It-Up Kilgour, but I just call him Tarin - lead singer and guitarist for the band By Degrees. I have thirty days to get his butt back on planet earth before he loses his record deal, his movie contract, and possibly even his life. I've never failed so far, and I don't plan on failing this time either, even if Tarin has other ideas.Content Warning: This is a New Adult Romance, perhaps not suitable for younger readers due to foul language, sexual situations, drug use, and obnoxious rock-n-roll musicians.A message from Elle about this book: Every time I read another story about a Hollywood star or famous musician going off the deep end, I wonder how they got there. How it was that all the people around them weren’t able to or willing to stop it from happening. It must be easy when a person has more money than he or she can ever spend and people hanging around are leeches, for a person’s view of reality to get really skewed; and that’s a real shame for these talented people who have so much to share with the world. For years I’ve imagined this great job I could have where I’d hang out with celebrities who’ve lost track of the real world (the place where my readers and I live) and get them re-oriented, re-focused on what matters … clean the garbage out of their heads and their lives. Then of course, I couldn’t get that thought out of my head until I wrote a book about it, so here it is! By Degrees. The title of the book is actually the slogan of the Scottish clan Kilgour, something I learned on a trip I made there in the year this book was written.