Then he shows up unexpectedly and his brother wrangles him onto the auction block to support my fundraiser. Bidding on the billionaire might be my only chance to find out what drove him away all those years ago. But will my heart be able to handle the truth?GrantI thought everything I needed was far, far away from Broken Bend, Texas. When my brother guilts me into making the trip home for my foster mom’s retirement, the truth knocks me over the head in the form of Eliza Robbins. She’s the one I left behind… the one I haven’t been able to stop thinking about for twelve long years. After one night, will I be able to walk away again?Ever wanted to spend a single night with the bachelor of your dreams? The men of Broken Bend are going on the auction block for a great cause. Find out what happens when the winning bidders claim their prize in the One Night Series. Each book is a complete story and can be read alone.

    They’re a family that grows every time a wayward soul crosses their path, and now I’m an honorary member. A former spy, I was married at twenty-two—a father at twenty-six and a widow by thirty. To say my life is in transition would be an understatement. Winding up in small-town Vermont was a curveball I didn’t see coming, but I’m learning that the Westbrooks take their motto of Welcome to the Chaos seriously, and I’m in over my head. Having taken down one of the most notorious crime families of our generation, I thought it prepared me for anything. Then I met Ari, and Ari met the Westbrooks, and their chaos consumed us. My daughter will always come first, but when Ari gets under my skin, will I find the courage to love again? Or will the lure and danger of my old profession prove to be the only commitment I’m able to make?

    You go on that abysmal reality show with me, I get your recording contract all squared away and we separate after that. During that time, you play doting wife, I b@ng whoever I like, and if you’re lucky, it will be you at some point.”When billionaire producer Cayden “Cash” Coltrane speaks these words to me, I’m in shock.Not exactly the proposal you dream of as a little girl from a small town.But he’s being slammed in the New York media when his latest victim on the long list of high profile women he’s dated and destroyed tells the public what a scumbag he is.Now I’m supposed to be the one to help him clean up his notorious playboy image.An innocent singer who’s never had a more romantic adventure than a hot kiss.But when you’re single, broke, and desperately looking to get a record deal, you do crazy things.Such as fake-marrying a man who is as intimidating as he is devastatingly handsome.So it’s all sunshine and rainbows when we pretend to be Mr. and Mrs. Right on television.Yet one thing is for sure: I will never fall for Mr. Grumpalicious in real life.At least, that’s what I thought.I shouldn’t want him, but when he touches me, the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.I should tell him to leave me alone, but when he opens his heart, I can’t turn him away.And then I give him the gift of being my first.This whole deal turns out to be a disaster in the making, with a whole lot of enemies-to-lovers-style complications and is-this-fake-or-real questions.Speaking of complications: It seems like the media found out about our sweet little wedding lie. Would now be a good time to tell Cayden that my morning sickness is anything but fake?

    

    Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happy ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!

    It is the first book in the Wrong Place, Right Time series.

    His focus is on raising his daughter as a single dad, and keeping his offshore oil rig crew safe. As his crew evacuates in advance of Hurricane Julian, a category five monster barreling down on the gulf, disaster strikes. Two of his crewmen are critically injured. He needs to get them to safety before the hurricane hits. When the aeromedical rescue helicopter pilot turns out to be a woman, he’s surprised. When she falls into his arms, his entire body takes notice. The tough, gorgeous, pilot is everything Aiden thought he’d never have—or want—again. Can Ariel be the one? His second chance at love?Too bad the storm seems to have other plans for them…Ariel Black doesn’t believe in love.With a category five hurricane barreling down on the Gulf, helicopter pilot, Ariel Black, is on a mission to evacuate wounded men from an oil rig. When the massive storm arrives ahead of schedule, it grounds Ariel’s helicopter, trapping them on the oil rig. She and her men, along with Aiden and his wounded, must ride out the storm. It’s the worst possible time to fall in love, but she does. Ariel falls hard…right into the installation manager’s arms. Aiden Cole makes her heart race, her pulse pound, and the butterflies in her stomach soar. Could he be the one?Will the storm of the century destroy Aiden and Ariel’s chance at happily ever after? Or does fate have something else in store?Saving Ariel, a steamy, second chance, contemporary romantic suspense, about love at first sight. It features a protective hero and the smart, feisty heroine who steals his heart.Get your copy today and let the binge-reading begin.(Saving Ariel was previously published as 'Aiden.')

    There are right and wrong ways to do things, and I always make sure that I'm on the right side. My brothers call me a wet blanket. They say I'm buttoned-up, boring, and that I don't know how to let loose. There's a reason I'm that way, and she just walked through my door. With one wild night, I've thrown all my moral guidelines out the window. Now I'm stuck with her and there's no possible way this could work between us. We're complete opposites in every way, but damn she's sexy. Not that it matters. There will never be more between us. One of us will end up killing the other first.KatAfter a long shift in the cancer ward at the children's hospital, I just want to let loose. My friend set me up on a date, and I gladly took it to let off some steam. I've got a fun outfit and I'm ready to let loose. But my one night of fun was spoiled the minute he walked through that door. I was just looking for a good time, and I got him instead. He's good-looking, but that's about all that he has going for him. He's not at all my type, and now he seems to think that I'm some loose whore. It was one night! But I'm stuck with him, so I have to find a way to make this work. If I don't figure out a way to make the man loosen up, I'll go insane.

    

    Now, I don’t know how to get past the loss to move on with my life. To realize I still have a life worth living. I just need to open up and let my family in. Including Tags. Will I get the chance to do that?Colby ‘Tags’ JohnsonI have everything I want in my life; the club, my tattoo shop, and plenty of free pussy. My life is lived a day at a time, and I bust my ass to ensure the tattoo shop, Blazing Ink, I run is as successful as possible. Until Victoria come to work for me. Then all hell breaks loose, and I realize I’ve been living without something important; the love of a good woman. Will I finally get what I want? Or will everything be ripped apart before it really begins?*Trigger Warning*There is violence against women in this book. If this is a trigger for you, please do not read this book.

    Just last week I was living the high life. That was before my swindling father bilked me out of my trust fund, and now I’m penniless. When I told my grandmother about my plight, she reminded me of a clause in her will stating that whoever gives her a great-grandbaby first will inherit her fortune.I’ve always wanted to be a mother. To have a family. Now I just need to beat my competitive cousin to the delivery room.Oh, and I need a father for this baby.Good thing my best friend’s devilishly handsome brother needs an injection of cash to keep his construction company afloat. I’ve had a secret crush on Hudson since before I needed a bra. It might be awkward at first, but hopefully fifty million dollars will be enough to convince him to get me pregnant. I can’t wait to start practicing…

    He’s the former basketball team captain and my high school sweetheart. We broke up when we went to different colleges. He has a business and a three-year-old girl named Annabelle now. His ex-wife is out of the picture, and somehow we end up tangling the sheets together.Now I’m pregnant and don’t know how to tell him the news.

    Now, I’m married to an infuriatingly cocky billionaire.It started with an innocent crush. The popular boy from the wealthy side of town.And a dorky girl he teased mercilessly.Fast forward and the boy I wanted is now a man.Nothing like the star of my teenage fantasies.He's ruggedly handsome and charming.Charismatic. Confident. Sexy. I figured there's no way he’d ever notice me.Turns out he did.In fact, he needs me to be his new fake wife!He says I'll get my dream job if I agree.One problem remains. This was supposed to be a temporary arrangement. But the two little babies growing in my belly are here to stay. Did I make the biggest mistake of my life?

    It's my fault for falling for a filthy rich and obscenely handsome Manhattan type.Silly of me to think Preston had something more beneath his immaculate suit than just a chiseled body.But what a body. I still wake up sweating from dreams about the night we shared.I thought knowing I'll never experience one again was torture enough. I was wrong. Because working with him every single day is definitely worse. I hate that he thinks he can order me around or that he still thinks I belong to him.And I really hate that he stays late in the office when I try to bury myself in work to stop thinking about him.Most of all though, I hate seeing glimpses of the man I once believed he was.Hints of true passion and charm beneath Mr. Billionaire's stone-cold demeanor. But it doesn't matter how many evenings we spend together in the office. There is absolutely no way I'm falling for him again. No cheating, no cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed!

    Right?How many sparkling ciders would it take to drown my misery? I might have found out if a handsome stranger hadn’t taken the barstool next to me.He didn’t flinch at my choice of drink. Said all the right things. And when I confessed why I was sitting alone at the bar, he pulled out an engagement ring. Too soon? No worries.It wasn’t actually an engagement ring.It was adjustable, and it’s fake diamond made Cubic Zirconia seem like an extravagant option.It was a piece of costume jewelry from a machine at the front of a grocery store. He’d gotten the trinket for his daughter.But the way he looked into my eyes when he slid it onto my finger hit me deeper than anything my ex had ever done.According to nearly everyone, by the time the clock struck midnight and ushered out the horrendous year, the engagement ring they expected to see on my finger would be from my former boyfriend. He was back in town and everyone seemed to know he was going to make amends and pop the question.But he was a former boyfriend for a reason.And the ring sliding on my finger wasn’t from him.Was it wrong to undermine his proposal in such a silly way?Was it wrong to dream of my fake fiancé being something more?And was I foolish to believe my knight in shining armor had shown up that fateful night purely by chance?Is there anything better than falling in love? Finding another HEA? I'll always give you a dirty-sweet story to keep your heart full and your windows steamed!Her Midnight Mistake is part of the Hot for Curves series of New Year's Eve romances. We're ready to move on from 2020 and wanted to bring you some sexy stories to help pass the time while we wait for the stroke of midnight!