He’s a ruthless tech tycoon, and I take calls from angry clients who can’t reset their passwords. He lives in a London mansion with holiday homes worldwide, and I rent a room in a flat-share with my best friend and mice. Our worlds couldn’t be further apart. Falling for him is not an option. Eight years ago, I made the mistake of flirting with him only to be rejected…hard. To this day, he won’t acknowledge me as anything more than his best friend’s silly little sister. Which is fine because I can’t stand to be around that emotionless CEO. Regardless of him being the hottest man I’ve ever met. Now I find out he’s bought the company I work for, making him my boss’s boss’s boss. And he wants to get rid of me. Danny Walker is not a man to be messed with. But perhaps there’s more behind his cold, detached stares than I thought. Stone-faced ruthless CEOs don’t fall for scatty girls like me. Or do they?

Living in a year around Christmas town has it's drawbacks. The caroling, the decorations, the insanely cheery spirit, it never disappears. It's why I like to hibernate away in my cave--I mean house--keeping a healthy distance from the holly jolly spirits. And all was going according to plan until my nemesis, Storee Taylor, moved in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Without blinking, she turned my simple world into a real nightmare-before-Christmas, especially when she decided to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest - which she was determined to win. Well guess what? Over my cold-hearted body. There was no way I was going to let her win, not after the history we'd shared. So despite my promise to myself of never participating in the sickening Christmas season, I entered the competition as well. That's right, I planned on beating Storee at her own game by pretending this grump’s heart grew three sizes this season. And it was working until feelings between us started heating up. We pretended to date. We kissed. And well, sparks flew from there. Which led to one explosive night involving Christmas lights, the competition, and a ladder. Don't let me convince you who stole Christmas, I think you need to find out for yourself .

He's the hot, grumpy goalie I had a crush on in high school... and now I'm his live-in assistant. After my ex crushed my dreams in the music industry, I’m done with getting my heart broken. Working as an assistant for an NHL player was supposed to be a breeze, but nothing about Jamie Streicher is easy. He’s an intimidatingly hot, grouchy jerk who can't stand me. The guy has a massive ego. Keeping things professional will be no problem, even when he demands I move in with him. Beneath his surliness, though, Jamie’s surprisingly sweet and protective. When Jamie learns how bad my ex was in bed, his competitive nature flares, and he encourages and spoils me in every way. The creative spark I used to feel about songwriting? It’s back, and I’m writing music again. Between wearing his jersey at games, rowdy parties with the team, and being brave on stage again, I’m falling for him. He could break my heart, but it might be worth it.

Nikolai. Braxton. Derik. Three alphas who have pledged to protect the humans in their territory. All they ask in return is one night with the virgins of the villages, one night to take them under the blood moon and complete the ritual. This year is Lorelai’s turn. A winter born, cursed—or blessed—with powers rarely seen, Lorelai has been shunned by the other villagers her whole life. Once she’s taken to the wolves’ mansion, she takes matters into her own hands. After all, what if one night just isn’t enough?