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As one of the top paid defense-men in the NHL, my life has been a revolving door of beautiful women and no-strings-attached sex. Until Brynne. It was only supposed to be a one-night-fling. Hell, it wasn't even supposed to be that. I knew the cardinal rule. Don't touch the coach's daughter. And for years, I kept my hands to myself. It wasn't difficult considering Brynne Jacobs hates my guts.

I went searching for trouble and I found it. I just didn’t expect to find it in the form of Cillian Gallagher. The gorgeously tatted lead singer and guitarist of Wild Irish, Cillian is everything I’ve always tried to stay away from. He’s wild and dangerous. And exactly what I need to cross off number four on my bucket list. Kiss a complete stranger. It should have been that simple. But I wasn't prepared for the scorching heat that would ignite a passion, leaving us both gasping for air.

I waited my whole life for Zee St. James to open his eyes and see me. But Port Clover's official bad boy would never view me as anything more than his best friend's little sister. He shattered my heart into thousands of pieces when he left. And I spent years trying to forget him. Trying to banish the memory of that one kiss. I thought I'd moved on. But when he comes crashing back into my life, or rather my apartment - the one he still owns - I'm defenseless against him. Just when I think I might finally get my happily ever after, a web of secrets and betrayal threaten to unravel the hope I finally found in his arms. And I'm faced with the soul-baring question: Is loving Zee worth the torment he inflicts?

I know his type. Stuck up. Arrogant. The kind of guy who hasn't had to work for a damn thing his entire life. Even his name, Henry Caldwell III, reeks of privilege. And me? Well, let's just say I come with more baggage than a 747 and enough bullshit to fuel it. The problem is I want him. Crave him. It's the kind of pure, all-consuming, panty-soaking lust that can make a girl forget why she swore off men to begin with. He thinks I need saving. But this isn't a Cinderella story, and he's no Prince Charming. At least not mine.

It's been almost a year since I've seen her, the only woman that's ever gotten under my skin, and made me wish I was a better man. More than just the washed up hockey player, turned sports journalist whose body is almost as scarred as his soul. Now, she's pregnant with my brother's baby. A baby he wants nothing to do with. And he's asked me to clean up his mess. I have no intention of offering her the deal he's laid out. I have a deal of my own. One that will finally make her mine.

An angel. It’s the worst rainstorm in history when I find her unconscious in the woods. Sent from heaven. She’s lost and alone, a newborn baby in her arms. I will protect them. My cabin is their shelter from the storm. Under my care, no one can hurt them. Whatever the cost. But I’m not who she thinks I am. And if she finds out, she’ll keep on running. My home is her home, my heart her heart. And I sure as hell don’t want to break it.

Sophie has the whole girl-next-door look about her, mixed with a double dose of trouble. And while there's no denying she's hot, the last thing I should be thinking about is how smooth her sun-kissed skin would feel pressed against my body.

Was ist heißer als ein Rockstar? Irische Rockstars! Der Tod ihrer Schwester hat Delaney hart getroffen. Doch als sie dann auch noch ihren Verlobten mit einer anderen erwischt, will sie einfach nur noch weg. Kurzerhand bucht sie einen Flug nach Irland, fest entschlossen, die Bucket List ihrer Schwester abzuarbeiten. Auf einer einsamen Single-Track-Road kollidiert sie fast mit einem anderen Auto und sieht sich dem schlecht gelaunten, aber atemberaubend attraktiven Iren Cillian Gallagher gegenüber, der offenbar von amerikanischen Touristen gar nichts hält.

London is everything I should stay away from. Sweet, perfect, and my best friend’s girl. She’s also pregnant with his kid. A kid who will never know its dad - because of me. She spends her life fixing things...and I spend mine breaking them. The woman has this whole messed-up theory that she can heal me, but I’m not just damaged, I’m irreparably broken. And my love for her won’t just burn her this time, it could destroy us both.

Love doesn't hurt. Expectations do. Those words were scribbled on the outside of her English binder, but I knew even then that they may as well have been tattooed on the fragments of her heart. My girl was broken, damaged, and yet I loved her. Foolishly, I'd thought I'd be able to banish her darkness, but I'd only chased it away for a few moments in the sun. I was too damn young to understand the demons she was fighting. But I'd soon be faced with my own darkness. Instead of me healing her, she would break me.

Heartbreaker. Playboy. Reckless. Wild and rough. Those are just a few of the names she's called me, but I don't care as long as I get what I want - her heart. She deserves more than I can give. Problem is she's all I want. The smart thing would be to stay away. And believe me I've tried. I've kept my distance for four years...and time's up.

I had it all planned out. I'd find a girl, marry her, get the white picket fence and make a family. But then a baby is dropped off at my doorstep. My baby. Turns out I'm more than an NFL quarterback - I'm a father. And my daughter's mother is missing. Or she ran away. No one knows, not even her sister Aria Ryan. Aria carries a gentle grace that doesn't match her story. She has every reason to run - her sister has made her life a living hell. But Aria is different. And I want her to stay.

Yeah, I'm cocky. I have a reason to be. Women love me and not just because I play for one of the most popular rock bands in the world, but because I know exactly how to make a woman's body sing in ways she never thought possible.

Mackenzie Brooks is everything I've ever wanted. Three years ago, she walked out of my life. No explanation. Just gone. With the biggest fight of my career only weeks away, she walked back in. I'll do anything to protect her. Destroy anyone who tries to hurt her. When it comes to Mac, there isn't a line I won't cross. I've loved her my entire life, and now that's she's back I won't let her go. She refuses to speak about the past, or the secrets she's hiding. I know she's planning on running again. But when you love someone, you stay and fight. Even if you're fighting blind.

She's a single mom carrying it all on her own with an ex on her heels. I want to help - be the man she needs - but I'm all wrong for her. She knows it, and I know it. But people can change, can’t they?

He’s fighting for their fairytale. Charlotte Hayes lost her slipper - err shoe - the first night she met Spencer Beckett, a.k.a. Princeton Charming. She fell into his arms and their lives were changed. Forever. One kiss and she was smitten. One date and she was head over heels. One tragedy and her heart was his. They may want the same thing, but someone is determined to take what they’ve fought so hard for - and now Charlie is fighting for her life.

Spencer Beckett may have fallen hard for Charlotte Hayes, but one lie has their relationship crashing to the ground. Their glass castle is about to shatter. Breaking Spencer's heart in the process. When tragedy strikes, Charlie needs a man who won't let let her down. Even Princes need second chances...but there's still a knight fighting for her honor, asking for her hand. Who will be there when she needs saving? And what happens if she tries to save herself?

With one kiss, Spencer Beckett swept Charlotte Hayes off her feet. But dating Princeton Charming comes with a cost. And Charlie can barely afford her life, let alone the drama that comes with being Spencer's girlfriend. His family won't accept her. His friends think she's trouble. And she's doubting her place in his exclusive world. When a stalker's threats become increasingly serious, Charlie needs more than a prince. She needs a white knight. And Spencer isn't the only guy vying for Charlie's affections. This is no fairy tale.

We have reputations for a reason. His? Spencer Beckett: Princeton Charming. Ivy League Playboy. Rich AF. Hers? Charlotte Hayes: Campus sweetheart. Virgin. Working her booty off to get through this last semester. When a bet pushes these two together, it's fire and ice...and Charlotte is melting. Fast. But Charlotte has a chip on her shoulder. She doesn't believe that fairy tales exist in the real world.

One rock god. One girl from his past. One ocean that can't keep them apart. I've been in love with Owen Gallagher since I was twelve years old. Before the world knew his name. Even though it's been years since I've been back to Ireland, I never forgot my Irish crush. The boy who saved me from his bully of a brother is now a dark, sexy, tattooed rock star who shreds the guitar like a true master. A night of anonymity. One night to live my forbidden fantasies. He'll be furious when he finds out my true identity. But I'm not the same, shy little girl he remembers, and I have every intention of tempting my own Wild Irish.