Marry the girl I’ve had a crush on my whole life? Check. Inherit a hundred-billion-dollar company? Check. Produce an heir… Wait, what? I have ninety days to knock up my brand-new fake wife. There’s only one problem—she hates my guts. And in the fine print of the contract? The requirement that we produce an heir. She can’t stand to be in the same room with me. Says she’ll never be in my bed. But I’ve never backed down from a challenge and I’m not about to start now. Mark my words—I’ll have her begging for me, and it won’t take ninety days. On the heels of her smash hit and New York Times bestselling SCREWED series, Kendall Ryan brings you HITCHED, a romantic comedy that delivers heart and heat. A NYC playboy turned business mogul has ninety days to win over the woman he's always desired in order to save his father's company. One tiny problem: She hates his guts.

Marry the girl I’ve had a crush on my whole life? Check. Inherit a hundred-billion-dollar company? Check. Produce an heir… Wait, what? I have ninety days to knock up my brand-new fake wife. There’s only one problem—she hates my guts. And in the fine print of the contract? The requirement that we produce an heir. She can’t stand to be in the same room with me. Says she’ll never be in my bed. But I’ve never backed down from a challenge and I’m not about to start now. Mark my words—I’ll have her begging for me, and it won’t take ninety days. On the heels of her smash hit and New York Times bestselling SCREWED series, Kendall Ryan brings you HITCHED, a romantic comedy that delivers heart and heat. A NYC playboy turned business mogul has ninety days to win over the woman he's always desired in order to save his father's company. One tiny problem: She hates his guts.

LONGLISTED FOR BOOKTOK AUTHOR OF THE YEARBridesmaids meets The Hangover in the laugh-out-loud rom-com of the yearWhat happens in Vegas . . . doesn't always stay there.Kate is the ultimate planner. She has her happily-ever-after all plotted out, starting with her dream wedding to successful dental surgeon, Norman, and an iconic Las Vegas hen party with her three best girlfriends. Even running into her DJ ex, Trevor Rush, the man who broke her heart nine years ago, won't ruin Kate's vision for the perfect girls' trip.But when an alcohol-fuelled night out leaves Kate and Trevor accidentally hitched, her plans are officially out the window. To make matters worse, Trevor has decided he wants Kate back, and won't sign the annulment papers until she agrees to go on three last dates with him.With her fairy tale wedding just days away, Kate is determined to fight her growing feelings for Trevor. But in the scorching heat of...

Marry the girl I’ve had a crush on my whole life? Check. Inherit a hundred-billion-dollar company? Check. Produce an heir… Wait, what? I have ninety days to knock up my brand-new fake wife. There’s only one problem—she hates my guts. And in the fine print of the contract? The requirement that we produce an heir. She can’t stand to be in the same room with me. Says she’ll never be in my bed. But I’ve never backed down from a challenge and I’m not about to start now. Mark my words—I’ll have her begging for me, and it won’t take ninety days. On the heels of her smash hit and New York Times bestselling SCREWED series, Kendall Ryan brings you HITCHED, a romantic comedy that delivers heart and heat. A NYC playboy turned business mogul has ninety days to win over the woman he's always desired in order to save his father's company. One tiny problem: She hates his guts.

He may be Prince Charming, but I hated his guts.And now? I wake up accidentally married to him!He's the cocky Prince everyone loves to hate.A walking, talking billboard for arrogance and excess.I wanted to tarnish his name, not take it for my own!And yet here I am, with his ring on my finger.I can't deny I find him irresistible.A few too many cocktails, and one night of passion was all it took,And a day later, we both wake up in the honeymoon suite,Stunning husband, and staggered wife.Part of me wants to work on the inside; bring him down from within,But the other part of me wonders...Could I remain married to him?Could I fall in love with him?

Her perfect man is a big, scarred alien war hero. Pity he only see's her as a warrior, not a woman...Kenna Reynolds loves life in the Imperial Court. The latharian culture fascinates her, and she values the friendships she's made amongst the sentinel women, most bonded to Latharian males, and a few with babies on the way. She wants that, but the male she wants—Xaandril, the emperor's champion—barely seems to notice her as a woman. As a warrior yes, but she's begun to lose all hope that he'll ever see her as a woman...She was his the moment he saw her. But how can he claim her when he's less than half a warrior?After losing his family years ago Xaandril, the emperor's champion, never thought he'd find love again. When the first humans are discovered to be compatible, Xaan decides to leave finding a mate among them to younger males. But one of the humans, Kenna, won't give up on him, not even when he's grievously...

Gray "Quick Shot" Woodson is the fastest gun west of the Mississippi. Unfortunately, he's ready to hang up his hat. Sure, being notorious has its perks. But the nomadic lifestyle—and people always tryin' to kill you—gets old real fast. Now he just wants to find a place to retire so he can spend his days the way the good Lord intended. Staring at the sunset. And napping.When his stubborn horse drags him into a hole-in-the-wall town called Desolation, something about the place calls to Gray, and he figures he might actually have a shot at a sleepy retirement.His optimism lasts about a minute and a half.Soon he finds himself embroiled in a town vendetta and married to a woman named Mercy. Who, judging by her aggravating personality, doesn't know the meaning of her own name. In fact, she's downright impossible. But dang it if his wife isn't irresistible. If only she'd stop trying to steal his guns and go after the bad guys herself. There...

Return to Cardwell Ranch for another killer thriller from New York Times bestselling author B.J. Daniels—plus a bonus story!Double Action DeputyWhen Montana deputy marshal Brick Savage asks homicide detective Maureen Mortensen to help him find the person who destroyed her family, she quickly accepts his offer. But as the stakes rise and they get closer to a truth more horrible than they ever expected, can they find the murderer before they become targets?Hitched!Following a trail of secrets back to his family ranch, Jack Winchester needs a cover to solve a decades-old mystery. Josey Smith offers him the perfect one—she'll pose as his wife for a week. Yet while the sparks flying between them are anything but fake, the danger they face is all too real...

A family desperate for the top. A dangerous game of cat & mouse. And a surprise relationship that proves both deadly, and a miracle, all at the same time.Caleb Harris is the most eligible bachelor according to most media, and I can see that that's gone to his head. The shocking part is that he's evidently coming after me. We're rival billionaires; him in bed with every woman in North Carolina, and in Scotland, and so far up his father's ass he can't see the light. Well, I'll show him. I see that his spies are paid well, since he found me in the armpit dive that my newly divorced best friend chose for her reverse engagement party. Just look at his smug smile and his 'so sure of myself' glance. As I approach him, he paints on a mug, trying to mask the fact that he's half corked. But I'm not showing him mercy. After a brief encounter, he tells me his da's plan, and I laugh in his face. In a million years, that's never gonna happen. But in a few months' time, it...

'How to Get Hitched in Ten Days was lovely from start to finish... a gorgeous novella.' – Reviewed the Book How not to get the girl... Meet Mikey, every girl's best friend – he bakes the creamiest cheesecake, loves movie nights and is a great dance partner. For Jasmine, Mikey is the perfect flatmate – he owns a 50s diner that turns out the best food around, gives the best bear hugs and amazing romance advice – after all they're scoping out the same hot guys! So when her boyfriend proposes in the worst possible way, Jazz knows her best friend will be there to pick up the pieces with gourmet popcorn, Pinot sleepovers and a shoulder to lean on. But Mikey isn't about to let Jasmine give up on love, and he's ready to do whatever it takes to mend her broken heart – even if it means helping the one person who sees him as the enemy... Because at the end of the day, all's fair in the pursuit of true love... right? What reviewers are saying about How to Get Hitched in Ten Days 'This is a...

THE RANCHER GETS HITCHEDAn M.B.A. didn't prepare beautiful, savvy Tracy Campbell for life on a Colorado ranch, especially not as the housekeeper! But how hard could it be? she asked herself. Then she scraped the exploded casserole off the ceiling. And learned what a challenge twins who didn't want a new mommy could be. And discovered how crazy a mule-headed, sexy rancher determined to stay a way from city women could make her. But even Zane couldn't deny the chemistry between them....AN AFFAIR OF CONVENIENCEMallory Reissen's daily planner said it all: meeting, meeting, have wild passionate sex with Cliff Young. Best friends, they agreed a no-strings-attached affair was the solution to busy careers and no time for dating. The problem was, once they'd concluded their intimate negotiations, they wanted each other again and again. But now their careers were getting in the way. Perhaps the only solution...

After a very satisfying long-distance relationship (following their very public relationship in Almost Romance), Kate Lewis and Ian Furnukle agree it's time to get hitched. Except their jobs are thousands of miles apart. And their trial run of living together didn't go so well. And one of them has cold feet. But that's nothing that true love (and some explosive chemistry) can't fix. If only love were a science. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Each book in the Clover Park STUDS series can be read as a stand-alone novel, except for Ian & Kate, who are much more fun to read in order. Ian & Kate first appear in Almost in Love, have a Happy-For-Now experience in Almost Romance, and find their Happy-Ever-After in Almost Hitched. No cliffhangers! Each story has a satisfying tender ending. The Clover Park STUDS Series Book 1: Almost in Love Book 2: Almost Married Book 3: Almost Over It Book 4: Almost Romance Book 5:...

He needs to get married! Rand Taggart has been swindled out of a fortune but if he's happily married by his thirtieth birthday--coming up in just a couple of weeks--he'll inherit a second fortune. His great-grandpa's Texas ranch.She's ready to help him out! Maxine Rafferty's sister has been implicated in the swindle and insists Rand is at the bottom of it. Loyal Maxi figures the only way to clear her sister's name is to get the goods on Rand. When he proposes a brief marriage of convenience, she agrees. The closer she is to him, the easier to find out what she needs to know.Rand gains his inheritance, and Maxi, with Rand's help, lures the real swindler into a trap--leaving them free to pick up their lives where they left off.Except that Rand and Maxi can't seem to ditch each other as easily as they got hitched!

Life hasn’t been easy for twenty-three year old Ellie Jacobs since her boyfriend, Fletch, walked out of her life two years earlier. She’s stuck in a consulting job she hates, buried under crushing student loans, and still longing for Fletch despite her best efforts to leave the past behind.Letting go is hard when everywhere she turns, there’s a reminder of Fletch - from his face on gossip magazines to everyone being obsessed with his company, GroundFloor.So when Ellie finds herself at a mutual friend’s wedding with Fletch, she decides to grin and bear it for the sake of the bride and groom. But years of anger have piled up, and Ellie doesn’t know if she can last the weekend without going crazy or lashing out.However, as the wedding weekend progresses, Ellie realizes anger can only take you so far, but love can take you farther.

Half-faery, Willow Harper, is the youngest of the Harper siblings. Just like them, she has no control over when her gift will manifest, turning her into an inanimate wooden object. Fortunately, she has Bruce, a full faery male who has the ability to subdue her gifts. Though she hides her heart, Bruce is been assigned to work by her side on every Harper Security case. It was only a matter of time before Willow and Bruce hooked up after hours. Agreeing to a no-strings relationship, they know that commitment just isn't for them. Agent Kane Wilcox has been tracking the identity of an arts smuggler for over a year. He's reached a dead end, but Willow Harper moves on and around the target’s property easily since she befriended the target’s daughter months ago. What isn’t convenient is the way Willow makes him feel, or the unprecedented attraction Kane has for black-eyed Bruce. As the case progresses, one thing becomes clear, Bruce and Willow want him. But how can they juggle a three person relationship and still catch the thief? Kane is in it for keeps. When the case is over, will Willow and Bruce walk away, leaving Kane standing alone?  

Luke Lydell, former state cop, current cowboy and part-time private investigator, was supposed to be Claire Buchanan's joke bachelorette gift from her four sisters, her bridesmaids--a last hurrah before her Christmas wedding to wealthy rancher Clive Stoddard. But Luke wasn't laughing. Growing up an orphan dumped on the steps of Lost Springs Ranch for troubled boys, he'd always wanted Claire, a rich rancher's daughter, for his own. So this time, he's playing for keeps....

Planning the most talked about wedding of the year is enough to make engineer Frith Taylor break out in a cold sweat. She's used to construction sites, not wedding fairs! But estate manager George Challoner's offer of help is one that's too good to resist.George may be the rebel of the prestigious Challoner family, but his insanely good looks are giving Frith wedding fever! Charm personified, he's making her feel things she hasn't dared feel before. Maybe her little sister's wedding won't be the only one Frith's planning…?About the AuthorJessica Hart had a haphazard early career that took her around the world in a variety of interesting but very lowly jobs, all of which have provided inspiration on which to draw when it comes to the settings and plots of her stories. She eventually stumbled into writing as a way of funding a PhD in medieval history, but was quickly hooked on romance and is now a full-time author based in York. If you’d like to know more about Jessica, visit her website: www.jessicahart.co.uk Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.I was having a good day until George Challoner turned up.It had rained almost every day since I had arrived in Yorkshire, but that morning I woke to a bright, breezy day. By some miracle Audrey had started first time, and I hummed as I drove along the country lanes lined with jaunty daffodils to Whellerby Hall.When I arrived at the site, Frank, the lugubrious foreman, had even smiled—a first. Well, his face relaxed slightly in response to my cheery greeting, but in my current mood I was prepared to count it a smile. Progress, anyway.The ready-mixed concrete arrived bang on time. I stood and watched carefully as the men started pouring it into the reinforced steel raft for the foundations. They clearly knew what they were doing, and I had already checked the quality of the concrete. After a frenzied couple of weeks, I could tell Hugh that the project was back on schedule.Phew.Everything was going to plan. I had it all worked out.1. Get site experience.2. Get job overseas on major construction project.3. Get promoted to senior engineer.And because I was an expert planner, I had made sure all my goals were Specific, Measurable, Attainable, Realistic and Time-bound. I was aiming for promotion by the time I was thirty, an overseas job by the end of the year, and I was already getting site experience with the new conference and visitor centre on the Whellerby Hall estate.True, things had got off to a shaky start. Endless rain, unreliable suppliers and a construction team made up of dour Yorkshiremen who had apparently missed out on a century of women's liberation and made no secret of their reluctance to take orders from a female. My attempts to involve them in team-building exercises had not gone down well.For a while, I admit, I had wondered if I had made a terrible mistake leaving the massive firm in London, but my plan was clear. I badly needed some site experience, and the Whellerby project was too good an opportunity to miss.And now it might all just be coming together, I congratulated myself, checking another grid off on my clipboard. I'd won a knock-down-drag-out fight with the concrete supplier, which might account for Frank's—sort of—smile and now we could start building.Perhaps I could let myself relax, just a little.That was when George arrived.He drove the battered Land Rover as if it were a Lamborghini, swinging into the site and parking—deliberately squint, I was sure!—next to Audrey in a flurry of mud and gravel.I pressed my lips together in disapproval. George Challoner was allegedly the estate manager, although as far as I could see this involved little more than turning up at inconvenient moments and distracting everyone else who was actually trying to do some work.He was also my neighbour. I'd been delighted at first to be given my own cottage on the estate. I was only working on the project until Hugh Morrison, my old mentor, had recovered from his heart attack, and I didn't want to get involved with expensive long-term lets so a tied cottage for no rent made perfect sense.I was less delighted to discover that George Challoner lived on the other side of the wall, his cottage a mirror image of mine under a single slate roof. It wasn't that he was a noisy neighbour, but I was always so aware of him, and it wasn't because he was attractive, if that's what you're thinking.I was prepared to admit that he was extremely easy on the eye. My own preference was for dark-haired men, while George was lean and rangy with hair the colour of old gold and ridiculously blue eyes, but, still, I could see that he was good-looking.OK, he was very good-looking. Too good-looking.I didn't trust good-looking men. I'd fallen for a dazzling veneer once before, and it wasn't a mistake I intended to make again.I watched balefully as George waved and strode across to join me at the foundations. The men had all brightened at his approach and were shouting boisterous abuse at him. Even Frank grinned, the traitor.I sighed. What was it with men? The ruder they were, the more they seemed to like each other.'Hey, Frank, don't look now but your foundations are full of holes,' said George, peering down at the steel cages.'They're supposed to be that way,' I said, even though I knew he was joking. I hated the way George always made me feel buttoned-up. 'The steel takes the tensile stress.''I wish I had something to take my stress,' said George. He had an irritating ability to give the impression that he was laughing while keeping a perfectly straight face. Something to do with the glinting blue eyes, I thought, or perhaps the almost imperceptible deepening of the creases around his eyes. Or the smile that seemed to be permanently tugging at the corner of his mouth.Whatever it was, I wished he wouldn't do it. It made me feel…ruffled.Besides, I had never met anybody less stressed. George Challoner was one of those charmed individuals for whom life was a breezy business. He never seemed to take anything seriously. God only knew why Lord Whellerby had made him estate manager. I was sure George was just playing at it, amusing himself between sunning himself on the deck of a yacht or playing roulette in some swish casino. I knew his type.'What can we do for you, George?' I said briskly. 'As you can see, we're rather busy here today.''The guys are busy,' said George, nodding at the foundations where the men had gone back to pouring the concrete. 'You're just watching.''I'm supervising,' I said with emphasis. 'That's my job.''Good job, just watching everyone else do the work.'I knew quite well that he was just trying to wind me up, but I ground my teeth anyway. 'I'm the site engineer,' I said. 'That means I have to make sure everything is done properly.''A bit like being an estate manager, you mean?' said George. 'Except you get to wear a hard hat.''I don't see that my job has anything in common with yours,' I said coldly. 'And talking of hard hats, if you must come onto the site, you should be wearing one. I've reminded you about that before.'George cast a look around the site. Beyond the foundations where the concrete mixer churned, it was a sea of mud. It had been cleared the previous autumn and was now littered with machinery and piles of reinforcing wires. 'I'm taller than everything here,' he objected. 'I can't see a single thing that could fall on my head.''You could trip over and knock your head on a rock,' I said, adding under my breath, 'with any luck.''I heard that!' George grinned, and I clutched my clipboard tighter to my chest and put up my chin. 'I never had to wear a hard hat when Hugh Morrison was overseeing,' he said provocatively.'That was before we'd started construction, and, in any case, that was up to Hugh. This is my site now, and I like to follow correct procedures.'I promise you, I wasn't always unbearably pompous, but there was just something about George that rubbed me up the wrong way.'Now, that's a useful thing to know,' he exclaimed. 'Maybe that's where I've been going wrong!'His gaze rested on my face. Nobody had the right to have eyes that blue, I thought crossly as I fought the colour that was stealing along my cheekbones. My fine, fair skin was the bane of my life. The slightest thing and I'd end up blushing like a schoolgirl.'So what's the correct procedure for asking you out?' he asked, leaning forward confidentially as if he really expected me to tell him.I kept my composure. Making a big play of looking over at the foundations and then checking something off my list, I said coolly: 'You ask me out, and I say no.''I've tried that,' he objected.He had. The first night I arrived, he had popped round to suggest a drink at the pub in the village. He asked me every time he saw me. I was sure it was just to annoy me now. Any normal man would have got the point by then.'Then I'm not sure what I can suggest.''Come on, we're neighbours,' said George. 'We should be friendly.''It's precisely because we're neighbours that I don't think it's a good idea,' I said, making another mark on my clipboard. George wasn't to know it was meaningless. 'You live right next door to me. If we went for a drink and you turned out to be some kind of weirdo, I'd never be able to get away from you.' 'Weirdo?'He was doing his best to sound outraged, but he didn't fool me. I could tell he was trying not to laugh.Pushing my hair behind my ears, I glared at him.'Maybe weirdo isn't quite the right word,' I allowed, 'but you know what I mean.''I see.' George pretended to ponder. 'So you think that after one date, I might never leave you alone? I might pester you to go out again or fall madly in love with you?'My beastly cheeks were turning pink again, I could feel it. 'I don't think that's very likely.' 'Why not?'I looked down at my clipboard, wishing that he would stop asking awkward questions and just go away.'I'm not the kind of girl men fall madly in love with,' I said evenly after a moment.Sadly, all too true.George pursed his lips and his eyes danced. 'OK, so if you're not worried about me falling for you, maybe you're worried you'll fall madly in love with me.''I can assure you that's not going to happen!' I snapped.'That sounds like a challenge to me.''It certainly isn't,' I said. 'I'm just saying that you're not my type.'Of course, he couldn't leave it there, could he? 'What is your type, t...

On the day Jake Cooper said "I do" to his beautiful bride, Mariah, their future happiness seemed certain. But Jake always wondered what she wasn't telling him. And what it would take for the truth to come out... Hoping to build a new life with Jake, Mariah thought she was free of the demons from her past. But when they were kidnapped and held at gunpoint, Mariah knew it was time she came clean -- whatever the consequences. Her vow to confess was cut short, though, when bullets started flying and they were forced to run for their lives. Desperate to survive and not fall victim to the man hunting them, Mariah realized just how much she'd gained having Jake in her life. And how much they both had to lose.

Big mouth. Big heart. Big wedding. Big problems. It's the wedding of the century! Things are looking up at last for Lizzie Nichols. She has a career she loves in the field of her choice (wedding gown restoration), and the love of her life, Jean-Luc, has finally proposed. Life's become a dizzying whirl of wedding gown fittings-although, oddly, not necessarily her own-as Lizzie prepares (sort of) for her dream wedding at her fiancé's chateau in the south of France. But the dream soon becomes a nightmare as the best man-with whom Lizzie might once accidentally have slept… no, really, just slept-announces his total lack of support for the couple, a sentiment the maid of honor happens to second; Lizzie's Midwestern family can't understand why she doesn't want to have her wedding in the family backyard; her future, oh-so-proper French in-laws seem to be slowly trying to lure the groom away from medical school and back into investment banking-in France; and Lizzie finds herself wondering if her Prince Charming really is as charming as she once believed. Is Lizzie really ready to embrace her new role as Bride? Or is she destined to fall into another man's arms… and into the trap of becoming a Bad Girl instead? One thing's for sure: this is a wedding no one is likely to forget-if it ever even happens at all.

According to Mama, a Gone with the Wind-themed wedding—including a ring-bearing Pomeranian—is just fine for her fifth trip down the aisle. But what's a bridezilla to do when the caterer is murdered? Thanks to the nonstop gossip train in their small Florida town, Mama's gator-wrestling daughter Mace is getting the dirt on who did it. Prime suspects are two East Coast Yankees: the bridegroom's cousin C'ndee who's sorely lacking in Southern charm and her gorgeous nephew Christopher whose family may be linked to the Mafia.

In a rut? Follow Addie Sewell's 10-step plan! 1. Refuse to be the Scary Cat Lady. Don't buy a cat. 2. Step out of your comfort zone. 3. Use a friend's wedding to start your New Spontaneous Life. 4. Prepare to seduce The One Who Got Away (TOWGA). 5. Avoid Derek Bates. Sure, he's hot...but he's not why you're here! 6. Seriously. Stop looking at Derek like he's sex-on-a-stick. 7. Seduce TOWGA by slipping into his bed naked. (You can do it!) 8. Don't panic--you accidentally ended up in Derek's bed instead. 9. Okay, maybe you're enjoying being in Derek's bed a little too much. But he does feel really, really incredible. 10. Abort plan. Just go with it. The Wrong Bed.

Following a trail of secrets back to his family ranch, Jack Winchester needed a cover to solve a decades-old mystery. And Josey Smith offered him the perfect one -- if she would agree to pose as his wife for a week. The gorgeous redhead was up to her neck in trouble, and Jack protected what was his, pretend marriage or not. On the run from a killer, Josey had no choice but to accept Jack's proposal. She no longer trusted herself to tell the good guys from the bad, but the handsome, blue-eyed cowboy made her feel safe. Yet it soon became apparent that the sparks that flew between them were anything but fake, and the danger they faced was all too real....