I'm not the obvious choice to run Burlington's coolest wine bar-quiet, brooding, clueless about tannin content, and always one wrong turn away from another downward spiral. But no one seems to mind that I'm a wreck. Besides me. I just focus on getting through each shift until the night a beautiful stranger appears, looking as lost and damaged as I feel. When a mutual friend calls in a favor, the sexy newcomer winds up crashing on my couch. I don't...

Flight paramedic Rhys Foster is hooked on adrenaline. By day it's blood and guts, by night it's the thrill of the club. With a different face in his bed most nights, he doesn't have time to be lonely . . . right? Entertainer Jevon Campbell is a play therapist like no other-dancer, magician, acrobat, he brings it all to his global mission to help children in need laugh again. He's on a rare home visit when he encounters enigmatic Rhys in a London bar....

Opposites attract. The outlaw biker and the accountant. Straightlaced vs straight to hell. Or heaven, depending on how you look at it. And you can look at it any way you like, doesn't mean it's true. Either way, falling for snarky Alexei Ivanov is the lightbulb moment I've been waiting for my whole damn life. Or at least since my head got turned by someone else. A man I call brother, but he's so much more than that. I've loved Saint Malone for years....

"I gave my darkest secrets to a man who doesn't exist." Embry: " . . . you don't understand." Mateo lowered himself to sit, still vibrating with the need to fix me, the way he always did. "Then tell me. Explain it like I'm the simplest idiot you've ever met." I can't. I'd never told anyone. Not the judge, the jury, or the legal aid barrister who'd written me off before she'd ever met me. But as I drowned in Mateo's affection, in a love I'd done nothing...