If they stayed together for one year, Brad's uncle, a misguided matchmaker, promised to solve both their financial problems.Gwen filled Brad's ordered life with domesticity and fun, while he awakened a range of new emotions in her. Unintentionally, yet inevitably, they fell in love.It should have been perfect. But doubts and the very contract that had brought them together now threatened to drive them apart.

    Not even the cute brunette who links him to the baby in her arms can crack his icy heart.A baby on the doorstep is the least of Hannah Woods’s problems—she has to find the baby’s uncle, or the child will end up in foster care. She sleuths her way to the reclusive CEO’s doorstep only to find six feet of holiday sexy—and a door slammed in her face. But when Jackson comes around and urges they marry for little Emily’s sake, Hannah finds herself falling for the jaded billionaire and wishing for a holiday miracle of their own…

    "And I always get what I want."Since Nick's cruel rejection, Abby had built a satisfying new life for herself and little Jonathan. And now Nick needed his son and was quite ruthlessly blackmailing her into returning him.But he needn't think he'd have everything his own way; this time Abby was determined to show that she was more than a match for him. If only the old attraction between them weren't still so powerful...

    Sure, she may have been just a girl when she came to live with Calhoun Ballenger and his brother, but she had long since grown up and it was time Calhoun realized it. So she devised a plan to prove her independence--and capture his attention.But Abby's scheme backfired. She was far from the worldly women Calhoun usually spent time with, and his protective streak only seemed to intensify. How could she make him acknowledge his feelings for her without getting burned in the process?

    No one has a good time on a pirate ship. No one, that is, but the pirates. Yet there she was, Merry Wilding - kidnapped in error, taken from a ship bound from New York to England, spirited away in a barrel and swept aboard the infamous Black Joke....There she was, trembling with pleasure in the arms of her achingly handsome, sensationally sensual, golden-haired captor - Devon. From the storm-tossed Atlantic to the languid waters of the Gulf Stream, from a smuggler's den to a gilded mansion, Merry struggled to escape...to escape the prison of her own reckless passions, the bondage of sweet, bold desire...

    She only knew that her new husband's heart seemed to have little room for love.Yet somewhere behind Vince's harsh unrelenting exterior, Cara glimpsed a man who might someday need more than a pawn in a deadly game of revenge.

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    So when photographer Emma Sanders is granted exclusive access to his childhood home, he returns to Russia to ensure it stays hidden. Though she tries to keep her eye on the story, Nikolai's potent sexuality proves too much for Emma's untouched body to resist! But, convinced she only wanted a scoop, Nikolai casts Emma out, unaware she's pregnant! When the consequence of their recklessness is revealed, Nikolai will legitimize his heir—with a gold wedding ring!

    A widower with a small child and a busy medical career needed someone to make sure his domestic life ran smoothly. What she hadn't counted on was his decision to offer her the position. As his wife, she would have a comfortable lifestyle and everything that money could buy. But what was that, if Gijs couldn't offer her what she truly wanted�love?

    Intimidated and out of her depth in his glamorous world, Iona Guthrie has consigned their brief passionate affair to the recesses of her secret memories. But two years later the powerful Greek and the housekeeper find themselves together again under the same roof, and Luke has a startling proposition: he's looking for a wife and, as he discovered once before, Iona meets all his requirements....

    Crown Prince Lucca has married Alexandra Grigory in a sumptuous wedding. On the arm of her magnificent prince, Alexandra looks lovingly into his eyes. If only her convenient groom felt the same way she does!From the tip of her diamond-encrusted tiara to the toes of her satin slippers, she looks every inch the part. But she knows that only the love of Lucca will truly make her feel like a princess!

    It made it difficult for the beautiful woman to trust men, especially a man like Georg Nicolaos, whose arrogant countenance was simply infuriating.But when Lexi's ex-husband tried to blackmail her by threatening to destroy her family's name and her professional reputation, Lexi was forced to turn to Georg for advice. She agreed to fall in with his plans and go along with a pretend --their pretend--engagement. But was Georg sincere in his offer to help? Or were there ulterior motives behind the charade?

    Seems she and Dylan crossed wires, and he's on his way to New York. His twin, Hunter, saves the day and whisks her back to the family cattle station. Hunter's as easy on the eyes as Dylan, and even easier to talk to. Annie might have flown to Oz to meet one brother, but sparks are flying with the other. And while Hunter's not one to poach his brother's women, he can't keep his hands, lips, tongue, and other body parts off the sexy city girl. When lust leads to attachment, where does that leave Annie and Hunter when her vacation comes to an end—or when Dylan finds out?

    One was Jason Thomas, Duke of Torquay, whose skill and success in seduction had made him a legend of lordly licentiousness. The other was St. John Basil St. Charles, Marquis of Bessacarr, the devilish Duke's only rival as the foremost rake of the realm.These notorious gentlemen had made Regina fair game in a competition where all was considered legitimate strategy in winning her affection and capturing her virtue. And Regina's only chance of preserving her honor and protecting her heart was to turn the tables on her titled tempters--and change the dallying way Regency London played the game of love. . .