Gray doesn’t make friends with women. He has sex with them. Until Ivy. The last thing star tight-end Gray Grayson wants to do is drive his agent’s daughter’s bubblegum pink car. But he needs the wheels and she’s studying abroad. Something he explains when she sends him an irate text to let him know exactly how much pain she’ll put him in if he crashes her beloved ride. Before he knows it, Ivy Mackenzie has become his best texting bud. But then Ivy comes home and everything goes haywire. Because the only thing Gray can think of is being with Ivy. Ivy doesn’t have sex with friends. Especially not with a certain football player. No matter how hot he makes her… Gray drives Ivy crazy. He’s irreverent, sex on a stick, and completely off limits. Because, Ivy has one golden rule: never get involved with one of her father’s clients. A rule that’s proving harder to keep now that Gray is doing his best to seduce her. Her best friend is fast becoming the most irresistible guy she’s ever met. Which means Gray is going to have to use all his skills to get himself out of the friend zone and into Ivy’s heart. Game on

Libby I found Killian drunk and sprawled out on my lawn like some lost prince. With the face of a god and the arrogance to match, the pest won't leave. Sexy, charming, and just a little bit dirty, he's slowly wearing me down, making me crave more. He could be mine if I dare to claim him. Problem is, the world thinks he's theirs. How do you keep an idol when everyone is intent on taking him away? Killian As lead singer for the biggest rock band in the world, I lived a life of dreams. It all fell apart with one fateful decision. Now everything is in shambles. Until Liberty. She's grouchy, a recluse --and kind of cute. Scratch that. When I get my hands on her, she is scorching hot and more addictive than all the fans who've screamed my name. The world is clamoring for me to get back on stage, but I'm not willing to leave her. I've got to find a way to coax the hermit from her shell and keep her with me. Because, with Libby, everything has changed. Everything.

Brenna There are some people in life who know exactly how to push your buttons. For me, it's Rye Peterson. We can't spend more than ten minutes together before we're at each other's throats, which makes working together that much harder. Rye is the bassist for Kill John, the biggest rock band in the world, and I am his publicist. It doesn't help that the man is gorgeous, funny, talented, and...never takes anything seriously. Avoidance is key. But everything changes when he overhears something he shouldn't: a confession made in a moment of weakness. Now the man I've tried so hard to ignore is offering me the greatest temptation of all—him. Rye Brenna James is the one. The one I can't have. The one I can't get out of my mind. Believe me, I've tried; the woman loathes me. I managed well enough—until I heard her say she's as lonely as I am. That she needed to be touched, held, satisfied. And I could...

Once two souls are joined...When Adam's soul mate rejected him, there was more at stake than his heart. After seven hundred years of searching, his true match would have ended the curse that keeps his spirit in chains. But beautiful, stubborn Eliza May fled-and now Adam is doomed to an eternity of anguish, his only hope for salvation gone...Their hearts will beat together forever...No matter how devilishly irresistible Adam was, Eliza couldn't stand the thought of relinquishing her freedom forever. So she escaped. But she soon discovers she is being hunted-by someone far more dangerous. The only man who can help is the one man she vowed never to see again. Now Adam's kindness is an unexpected refuge, and Eliza finds that some vows are made to be broken...

The rules: no kissing on the mouth, no staying the night, no telling anyone, and above all… No falling in love. Anna Jones just wants to finish college and figure out her life. Falling for star quarterback Drew Baylor is certainly not on her to do list. Confident and charming, he lives in the limelight and is way too gorgeous for his own good. If only she could ignore his heated stares and stop thinking about doing hot and dirty things with him. Easy, right? Too bad he’s committed to making her break every rule… Football has been good to Drew. It’s given him recognition, two National Championships, and the Heisman. But what he really craves is sexy yet prickly Anna Jones. Her cutting humor and blatant disregard for his fame turns him on like nothing else. But there’s one problem: she's shut him down. Completely. That is until a chance encounter leads to the hottest sex of their lives, along with the possibility of something great. Unfortunately, Anna wants it to remain a hook up. Now it’s up to Drew to tempt her with more: more sex, more satisfaction, more time with him. Until she’s truly hooked. It's a good thing Drew knows all about winning. All’s fair in love and football…Game on.

The fourth book in Kristen Callihan’s Darkest London series set in Victorian London will appeal to fans of New York Times bestselling authors Amanda Quick, Gail Carriger, and Hannah Howell.

Once the night comes . . . Will Thorne is living a nightmare, his sanity slowly being drained away by a force he can't control. His talents have made him the perfect assassin for hire. But as he loses his grip on reality, there is no calming him-until he finds his next target: the mysterious Holly Evernight.Love must cast aside the shadowsHolly cannot fathom who would put a contract on her life, yet the moment she touches Will, the connection between them is elemental, undeniable-and she's the only one who can tame his bouts of madness. But other assassins are coming for Holly. Will must transform from killer to protector and find the man who wants Holly dead . . . or his only chance for redemption will be lost.

A beard-related dare and one hot-as-hell kiss changes everything. NFL center Ethan Dexter's focus has always been on playing football and little else. Except when it comes to one particular woman. The lovely Fiona Mackenzie might not care about his fame, but she's also never looked at him as anything more than one of her brother-in-law's best friends. That ends now. Fi doesn't know what to make of Dex. The bearded, tattooed, mountain of man-muscle looks more like a biker than a football player. Rumor has it he's a virgin, but she finds that hard to believe. Because from the moment he decides to turn his quiet intensity on her she's left weak at the knees and aching to see his famous control fully unleashed. Fi ought to guard her heart and walk away; they live vastly different lives in separate cities. And Dex is looking for a forever girl. But Dex has upped his game and is using all his considerable charm to convince Fi he's her forever man. Game On Contemporary Romance with a HEA - Recommended for readers 18 and older. Book 3 in the Game On series. ~ EXCERPT from THE GAME PLAN, copyright 2015 Kristen Callihan ~ We stare at each other, nearly nose to nose now. And it feels...comfortable, tentative, new, strange. "I don't know what to make of this," I whisper. "I didn't expect you, Ethan." His eyes search my face. "I've been waiting two years for you to see me." He says the words clearly, without hesitation, and still I can't believe them. A lump rises in my throat. "We've only interacted twice before in all that time." "Four times, not counting the wedding. You were there when Gray and I graduated. And at Draft Day." "You went high in the first round," I say, remembering now. "That's rare for a center." "You wore a white sundress with cherries on it for graduation, and a gray knit dress with black knee-high boots for Draft Day." My chest feels too tight, and I have to clear my throat to speak. "Why didn't I notice you before?" Because he was right in front of me the whole time. This big, beautiful man who doesn't shy away from honesty. With a caress of his thumb, he eases a lock of hair behind my ear. "I didn't exactly make myself known." "Why not? And why now?" He frowns, watching his thumb glide over the edge of my jaw toward my lips. "Couldn't stay away from you this time." Before I can ask what he means, Dex slides his large hand to my nape and hauls me close. His mouth claims mine--needy, demanding, a complete counterpoint to the careful way he holds me. Hot mouth, gentle hands.**