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The smoking-hot one-night stand I was never supposed to see again? Yeah, well, I might be pregnant, and he's my OB-GYN.

Fit, masculine, educated male, late 20s. Discreet and forthcoming. Under my direction and guidance, women learn seduction techniques, how to achieve climax with and without a partner, explore physical gratification, and more.

Arranged marriage? Check. Cocky new husband? Check. It's a marriage of convenience - one I'm determined to keep strictly professional. I can't be stupid enough to fall for this sexy playboy's charm or advances. I have to be strong, even if he is my husband. Except he has a big cock with an even bigger ego, and his main goal in life seems to be getting me to stroke both. The arrogant bastard is like sweet, sugary candy for my libido. I know he's bad for me. But I want to devour every wicked inch of him.

We met in a trapped elevator. Emmett was on his way to work, sophisticated and handsome in his tailored suit and tie. I was on my way to the sperm bank. Awkward, right? At 35, my life hadn't taken the path I thought it would and I was tired of waiting - I wanted a baby. And I was ready to take matters into my own hands to make it happen. After our ill-fated elevator encounter, Emmett insisted on taking me to dinner - he also insisted on something else - that I ditch my plan involving a turkey baster and let him do the job. He would be my baby daddy.

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 90 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 is the requirement that we produce an heir. She can't stand to be in the same room with me. She 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.

I didn't mean to sneak a peek at my older brother's best friend. But when I catch him showering by mistake, I can't help but look. The guy is massive - and I do mean everywhere. We're all home to celebrate Dad's retirement as one big happy family, except my newlywed brother's already getting divorced, my mom keeps asking why I'm still single, and most frustrating of all, Barrett Wilson is staying with us at my parents' home for the weekend. I've known Barrett for years, so why am I suddenly noticing so many new things about him - like how big he is? It's maddening.

She was forbidden. I didn't care. As my best friend's little sister, Macey Hale was off-limits. Tempting as sin and forbidden. I wish I could say that stopped me. I wish I could tell you I'd behave like a gentleman. I didn't. When she waltzes back into my life with that same spark I fell for, looking every bit the beautiful woman I knew she'd grow into, I have to force myself to remember I'm different from the man she once knew. I'm colder. Harder. And for good reason.

The first time we met was at a party. Your ex arrived to show off the person he'd left you for last month, and you asked me to pretend to be your date. I was more than happy to help. You were attractive, smart and witty--and that kiss we shared? It left me wanting you for days. The second time we met was in my office on campus where we were both surprised to discover you were the new master’s degree student in poetry that I would be working with. You promised to be professional. I did no such thing. The late nights and intense study sessions spent alongside you majorly throw me off my game. I want you, and I fight with myself daily over this fact. I know I'm crass, that my sexual innuendos and dirty mouth annoy you, but I live for those two bright spots of color in your cheeks. If that's the only reaction I can get out of you, I'll gladly take it. You hate Mondays so every Monday I slip an anonymous poem into your bag and your smile gets me through the week. I think I'm falling for you, and I know it's wrong. I know that I'm only supposed to be the adviser to your program and nothing more, but here's the thing. I think you're falling for me too.

When Greyson tosses $20 on the stage of a strip club, the last things he expects to see are the haunted green eyes staring back at him. Finley should be home raising her infant daughter and baking cookies, not tucking singles into her G-string and giving lap dances. Greyson can't deny that he'd like his own private show, but there's not a chance in hell of that happening. The last time the former Navy SEAL saw her, she was dressed in black, holding a folded flag, and sobbing that it was all his fault...and he agreed with every single word.

I never expected to watch Sophie walk away. She was mine. I would own her. She just didn't know it yet. New goal: Seal the deal and rock her world so thoroughly she would never want to leave again. Highly sexual and emotionally charged, Filthy Beautiful Love is the provocative conclusion to Filthy Beautiful Lies.

Agent Cole Fletcher lives for his job at the FBI, and he's more than ready for his next assignment - raiding a cult compound and putting their leader behind bars. But he isn't prepared for Savannah and her knock you on your ass good looks. At 19, she's too old for foster care and too damaged to live on her own. With nowhere else to go, and against his better judgment Cole takes her in. But helping her out won't be easy. He comforts her through screaming nightmares and escaping the lingering fears of her past, but that's the easy part.

Last night was the most embarrassing night of my life. I was that girl. You know, the highly intoxicated chick celebrating her 30th with her two best friends - the ones who are happily married. And the more I drank, the more I wanted to do something reckless to celebrate. By reckless, I meant the sexy and alluring man dressed in a business suit standing near the bar.

Sexy Väter sind die neuen Bad Boys. Max Alexander ist ein erfolgreicher Geschäftsmann. In der Liebe aber hat er kein Glück. Und überhaupt gibt es nur eine "Frau" in seinem Leben: Seine kleine Tochter. Sie ist die Einzige, für die er alle Geduld und Fürsorge der Welt aufbringt. Doch die neue Nanny wird immer mehr zu einer Ablenkung, für die er eigentlich keine Zeit hat... Dieses Hörbuch ist bereits unter dem Titel "The House Mate" schon einmal erschienen.

Wenn die Sandkastenliebe erwachsen wird... Evie Reed ist schon ewig verliebt. In Smith Hamilton - den besten Freund ihres Bruders. Doch sie will ihren Traummann nicht länger aus der Ferne anhimmeln. Endlich möchte sie einen Grund haben, ihm die Dessous, die die Firma ihrer Familie entwirft, vorzuführen. Auch wenn Smith sein Bestes gibt, um der attraktiven Schwester seines besten Freundes nicht zu verfallen: Evie hat einen Plan! Dieses Hörbuch ist bereits unter dem Titel "The Play Mate" schon einmal erschienen.

Kannst du ihm widerstehen? Cannon Roth hat eine unglaubliche Wirkung auf Frauen, die nicht immer positiv endet. Als eine seiner Verehrerinnen sein Apartment kurz und klein schlägt, braucht er dringend eine Unterkunft. Seine große Schwester quartiert ihn daraufhin bei ihrer besten Freundin Paige ein. Die Paige, die Cannon seit seiner Teenagerzeit heiße Träume beschert. Als die beiden nach Jahren das erste Mal wieder aufeinandertreffen, prickelt es gewaltig zwischen ihnen. Die Leidenschaft scheint unstillbar. Doch es gibt gute Gründe, die Finger voneinander zu lassen.

Rachel Tyson never expected to be single, unemployed and starting over in the remote mountain town she’d worked so hard to escape. After inheriting her grandfather's rustic cabin, her only goal is to sell the thing and move on.

The Looking to Score boxed set is a series of four full-length hockey romance novels, and each can be listened to as a standalone. But listening in order means you can enjoy the full experience and continue along with all the characters you'll love.

Unexpectedly sweet and blazing hot steam, now in one boxed set. Enjoy four full-length stand-alone novels, featuring single dads from New York Times best-selling author Kendall Ryan in one complete volume.

She says she needs some help...in the bedroom. Come again? No, really come again. Sweet, nerdy, lovable Keaton. She's my best friend and has been for years. Sure she likes numbers and math, and thinks doing other people's taxes is fun. And I like...none of that stuff. She's obsessed with her cat and reads novels I'll never understand, and yet we just click. There's no one I'd rather share breakfast burritos with or binge watch hours of Netflix. She's my person.

A collection of three sports romance novels in one volume from New York Times best-selling author Kendall Ryan.