A bullet to the gut lands me in hospital. Those bastards thought they could end me, Instead they land me in the arms of the angel of ER. Doctor Nora is sweet, sinful, and . . . not interested. Or so she says. But as the enforcer of the steel cobras, women can’t resist me. One look, one smile, and panties drop. But when she risks her career and life to protect me, I know Nora is exactly what I need. When I first meet Jet, he’s bleeding out all over the ER. He’s also naked and so damned hot it should be a crime. Well, he is a criminal. He makes me forget I’m a doctor—I want to do more than just to make him well. But damnit, I took an oath—one that has nothing to do with steamy sponge baths! One blue-eyed glance, one sweet smile, and my resolve isn’t the only thing that’s shaking. I see the real man, see beyond his hard exterior, He may be the exact dose of medicine to cure my ailing heart.

Aria Being a superstar in a famous TV series is miserable. The money is good, but the fact my dad is my manager could make any girl cry. So I sneak off to Sand Dollar Beach with my best friend, Betsy and my second best friend, Floundy. It's all fun and games until Betsy rushes off to find the hottest man around. Did I mention that it was after a night of drinking and my clothes were on backwards? And, yeah, he’s THAT hot. The best part? He doesn't even know who I am. Elliott These women are hotter than sin. And ripe for the pickin’. Just like low hanging fruit. But I’m not here for a relationship. Oh, no. I just want to have a good time where no one knows my name. Then, I run into the most stunning red head attached to the sweetest pup I’ve ever met. She does something to me and I’m not talking about my prince parts. She’s the stuff fairy tales are made of. There are only two issues: she’s still a virgin (which I can gladly fix) and our families hate each other (which I can’t). But I’m gonna make her dreams come true. No matter what.

Johnny Hatter’s a player. Just ask anyone. I’m also a world class (clothing) designer. Until critics start to say I’ve lost my touch/I'm washed up. Now the company wants to bring in someone else. But I don’t like to share. Just ask my ex—the woman who’s out to destroy me. Or as I call her, the queen of smashing hearts. My charmed life becomes more like a curse, Taking a turn down a dark rabbit hole. Until Alice walks in. She’s everything that’s good and innocent. And I want her so bad. It’d never work. But I’d give it all up for one chance.

I'm screwed. And banging Mia Doyle is my best defense. Deported? After all these years? Damn it. This sh-t doesn’t happen to the rich and powerful. I’m not going back. But, they say the only way I can stay is if I marry someone. Mia's supposed to be off limits. Company policy. But she’s one of the few women who can tolerate me. F-ck policies. I'm the boss, and I do who—and where—I want. No questions asked. It’s a win-win. She’s got something I need—I’ve got something she wants. Two can play this game. And I’ve got the upper hand—or at least I think I do. Now, all I have to do is get her to say yes and get the feds to believe our fake love is real... then try to convince my heart it’s fake.