Elise Faber

I had a love-hate relationship with hockey players. They'd won over my protected, carefully-controlled heart, and I accepted that they had a place in my town. And in my heart. Mostly because Joel had waltzed right in and made himself at home. And... I'd fallen for him. Deep. But now the man had decided he was going to waltz back out...leaving a giant, hockey-player-sized hole in my soul and my heart shredded beneath his sharp skate blades. The man had broken me. And he'd done it with a smile on his face.

She was supposed to just be another case. Another criminal. Instead, she stole her way into my heart. I had never met a bad guy I couldn't take down, and I wasn't about to start with Francesca Lyon. Her father ran one of the largest crime rings in the world, so while Frankie might be beautiful, smart, and driven, she wasn't a woman I could ever fall for. Still, she wasn't supposed to know about my involvement in the case, wasn't supposed to look at me like I'd shattered her heart when she found out. But I had. And she did. Then-somehow-my future became less about the job and more about closing the case on her heart.

I was a single dad. I didn't have time for love. When I found out I had a son, my life changed for the better. My kid was great. My heart, though, was not. It had been trampled, kicked around, and shredded just for good measure. Obviously, after all that, I wasn't looking for love. But then...came Maddie. She was an integral part of my brother's company-it would be bad business to start something with her. Only, she was smart and funny and capable and...my heart didn't feel like it was in pieces when I was with her. It felt whole. It felt like it had always been hers. It felt like... I needed to keep her forever.

I'd wanted her from the first moment I'd seen her. But Billie Rose hadn't liked me. Not that I could blame her-I'd just been another of the annoying hockey players seemingly out to ruin her town. Thankfully, I'd finally gotten her to see me. To want me. But Billie was the most together person I'd ever met, and she regularly took on fixer-uppers of both the human and inanimate variety. I didn't want her to see me as a project. I wanted her to see me as me. As the man she wanted. As the man she loved. *This is book 2 in Joel and Billie Rose's story

I hated hockey players. While the Rush had cleaned up their act and were no long wreaking havoc in my town, Joel-captain and a talented forward on the team-was wreaking havoc on my life. He'd made it his mission to push my buttons on a regular basis. The man was equal parts infuriating and distracting... And gorgeous. The worst part? I hadn't expected that I would like him. That I would want him. That I would become desperate for him to want me back. *This is book one in Billie Rose and Joel's trilogy.

Bad GirlfriendWhat were the characteristics of a good girlfriend? Everything that wasn't her. Tammy wasn't good with mush, couldn't stand watching romantic movies without wanting to hurl. She didn't have songs with her significant others. Hell, she didn't have significant others. So when Fletcher needed a fake girlfriend to take to a wedding-one who wouldn't get attached like all the other women who fell in love with him at the drop of a hat-she was the obvious choice. She went, and everything was great. Until Fletcher fell for her. Until...she fell for him right back. Bad Best FriendSix overprotective older brothers. One hopelessly single younger sister. She loved her brothers, but, hell, they were ANNOYING. And good at scaring off every single man she'd ever dated. Cora just wanted the happy ending, the man would love her and her flaws. The one who wouldn't be scared off by her six scary brothers. But that man didn't appear to exist. Until one day there was a knock at the door. And Rafe showed up, moved in, and-Proved that her brothers' best friend was the only man on the planet who wasn't scared. Bad ReboundShe was gorgeous...and infuriating. And he couldn't stop thinking about her. Jeremy was used to taking care of people. His brothers, his sister, his mom. Hell, he'd been the "man" of his family for so long that the need to care of others was burned onto his soul. But Teresa didn't want to be taken care of, and worse, she didn't need it. Until...she did. Until she needed him. Jer knew that his chance with her wasn't going to come more than once, so he had to be smart. She needed to fall for him. Irrevocably. Because he couldn't end up a bad rebound.

She's his best friend's sister. He's going to keep her anyway. Getting caught in bed with his friend's sister wasn't the welcome Ben had planned when joining the roster of the San Francisco Gold. Neither was the black eye he sported for several weeks afterward. Jordyn was a newly divorced, single mom of two boys, and not looking for love, but Ben wasn't easily scared off. Not when her brother threatened dismemberment. Nor when Jordyn told him she was swearing off men and relationships forever. Because she was his forever... And he'd fight tooth and nail to keep her.

I never expected to fall for a puckboy. I certainly never expected to fall for Axel Finnegan, star of the Rush. But the hockey player charmed his way into my life, made himself indispensable, and now I was all in for my filthy puckboy. Except...my life had other plans. My ex was back, my parents were a freaking nightmare, and Axel's career was taking off, bringing with it a level of fans and puck bunnies that were increasingly uncomfortable for my small-town heart. But then it wasn't just my heart that was being threatened. It was my home, my livelihood, my... Life.

Bad EngagementKate McLeod was desperate. Her younger sister was having her first baby, her younger brother was recently married, and . . . Christmas was coming. And in the McLeod household, Christmas was everything. Every year her parents' house looked like an assembly of angels had puked everywhere. She was talking lights and glitter, garland and plaid. EVERYWHERE. All of that Christmas spirit was topped off with the annual McLeod Holiday Party, complete with mistletoe and happy couples and . . . her lonesome single ass. Kate, the one everyone tried to set up with their friend or cousin or coworker. Kate, the oldest and pathetically unmarried sister. Kate, the sad, single San Franciscan. Well, this year she had a plan. She was going to get herself engaged. A diamond ring on her finger was the perfect way to get her family to back off. And she had just the perfect guy in mind. Bad BridesmaidIt began with a cock. Of the rooster variety. It ended with a groomsman toppling into the wedding cake. Heidi hadn't meant to be a bad bridesmaid. She loved her best friend and the man Kate was marrying. Who she didn't love? The groom's brother. The cocky-no pun intended-jerk had made Heidi aware of exactly what he thought of her. That being, she wasn't worth anything more than a quick romp and a disappearing act before the sun rose. Fine. Whatever. She'd done her own version of the Disappearing Act on more than one occasion. It didn't matter that she had thought they had shared something . . . well, something more. Clearly, she'd been wrong, and now he was dead to her. Of course, that was before she had to walk down the aisle with him. Because that's when all hell broke loose. Bad SwipeStef blamed the dating app. She saw his picture-his smile, the rugged line of his jaw, the way the man could fill out a suit, and like an idiot, she fell a bit in love with him. Idiot because no one ever really looked like their profile pic. Idiot also because if the man did look like his profile pic then he certainly wasn't going to be into a science geek who binged old Sci-Fi shows on the regular, and whose longest relationship was with her golden retriever named Fred. But in a night of drunken insanity, she swiped right on the picture she'd been drooling over for months. Then in a morning of hangover unpleasantness, she saw that he'd swiped right, too. And suddenly, she found herself on a date with the man of her dreams. The only question was whether or not he lived up to them.