We were friends with benefits. Reed would stop by every time he was in Anchorage, and that was the extent of things, although I started to want more. Then he ended our arrangement, and I suspected there was another woman, but it wasn't until I overheard a conversation that I understood completely. He thought I was calling and texting because I couldn't take no for an answer. That wasn't my problem at all. Two blue lines were.

A witch who lost the love of her life to her sister. She'd given up on love, determined to live alone and never put herself through that again. But someone was determined not to let her.

Pixie was tired of her long string of failed relationships, so she decided to take love out of the equation and become an Alaskan mail-order bride. Stark was gruff and grumpy and definitely not looking for love after he lost the woman he loved. He and Pixie shared a common goal of wrestling a living out of the harsh Alaskan bush, and as they were learning to rely on each other, their tentative friendship turned to more. Until a secret from Stark's past came to interfere with his present.

Worlds collide when a dragon shifter, Kitty, finds his greatest treasure, Cat (and her little kitten). When an old friend wants Kitty for herself, she may ensure this collision involves a fatality.

Sam needed a wife. I needed a stable for my horses. We agreed to a marriage of convenience, but it seemed to be more. For a while. Until my distant cousin, who was Sam's ex, showed up on our doorstep. And I was no longer convenient.

A gold medalist, newly married, is revealed as a cheater in his post-gold medal win press conference.

He's a gorgeous model. She has severe acne scarring. It doesn't help when she hears him brutally disparage her looks. So she teaches him a verbal lesson in humanity. That should have been that. So why won't he stop calling her?

I fell in love with Glory the first time I saw her picture. After what she'd been through, I didn't think I stood a chance, but I was willing to take whatever she was willing to give me. Because I was going to love this woman the rest of my life and nothing would ever hurt her again.

I'm married to a cover model/tattoo artist who swore his ex was history. She wasn't, as I was about to discover.

He left me. I gave birth to his triplets after our one passionate night together. I couldn't get in touch with him, and it wasn't until more than four years later that I saw him again. And then he was with the evil twin sister I never knew I had.