A JUNIPER RIDGE HOLIDAY NOVELLA I always hoped I'd see her again after she rocked my world last Christmas. I never thought she'd have my baby in her arms. I also didn't see myself dressed as a deranged bear the first time I held my daughter, or even that I'd have a daughter. Navy SEAL life isn't great for fatherhood, but seeing Jessie with Joy hits me like a happy holiday thunderbolt. Jessie's not sure she trusts me, and who can blame her? Maybe if we'd swapped more than ten words before falling into bed that snowy night, we wouldn't be strangers. But I can't regret our fling, just like I can't ditch a military career I've spent my whole life wanting. But maybe there's something I want more. Jessie. A bond with our baby and heaps of happy, mixed-up holiday memories we're making as we bond over giftwrap gaffes, sexy dreidel games, and kisses hot enough to melt mistletoe. I just need to prove we belong together, preferably...

James "Iceman" Bracelyn is wound tighter than a vintage Rolex. Besides his CEO role at Ponderosa Resort, he's guardian of the family's biggest secrets, including a doozy that keeps him up at night. Alone. In that big bed he'd rather not share, thank you very much.That's fine with Lily Archer, who likes her flings flaming hot and fleeting. Her man-eater rep might be slightly exaggerated, but she'll gladly dial it up to rescue James from himself—and a bottle of Glenlivit—at his brother's wedding.Intimacy's the last thing either one wants, but it's tough to dodge when they're drawn together by the world's drooliest dog, a TPing escapade gone wrong, and a good old-fashioned desktop hookup. That's problematic for James, whose ability to hide the family's riskiest secret is complicated by the secret's refusal to get the hell out of his guest room.Can Iceman keep his frigid shell intact while falling for the hottest science geek sex goddess...

If money talks, it's telling me to steer clear of Cassidy Brooks. Too bad my heart's got the sense of a jellyfish. The rest of me knows I'm reckless craving a woman wrapped up with wealthy outsiders. Rich pricks like Cassidy's boss, slapping glitzy mansions on the old gravel pit they've dubbed "Luxury, lakefront Oregon Coast land." Land that's been in my family for decades, but not now. Not anymore. Blame my shady uncle and a cast of cash-flush, toxic ass-crabs for that. I want to blame Cassidy, but really? I just want her. Cassidy and her smart mouth and sunshine eyes and rich lady shoes that make her legs look–– No. Not going there. It's all I can do to keep my fishing fleet afloat while watching over a boatload of wild brothers and one bossy sister. And Cassidy's got her own troubles. A sick sister and a mom with chronic bad taste in men. We should keep our distance, right?...

Building a small town from scratch? Piece of cake. Bossing my big, messy family? Done. Keeping my hands off the hot CFO? Not so easy... I've brokered billion-dollar deals as the man in charge. I can handle a challenge. But Vanessa's not just any challenge. The whip-smart finance magician has me tripping over my tongue––and other parts––when we team up to launch my family's reality TV show. Between a sexy waterslide romp, adopting a dog, and a hike that lands her bra in a tree, we're dangerously close to mixing business and pleasure. This can't end well. If my meddling brothers and sisters get their way, I'll be one of the suckers falling in love under the spotlight. No way. I've been burned before. I can't risk it all with a show to run, a town depending on me, and a growing sense someone's set on sabotaging it all. It's my job to save the...

Brandon Brown is the unlikeliest Santa ever to don a red velvet suit. His abs are more cheese grater than bowl full of jelly, and deploying to Syria is the closest he's come to the North Pole. But family drama sends the jaded Marine home for the holidays, and lands him an unexpected gig as a part-time Santa. Jade King is hustling to get Jingle Bell Reindeer Ranch off the ground, and she's not thrilled her sister hired a Santa with sex-appeal. The last thing Jade wants is a beefcake circus, and guys like Brandon bring sleigh-loads of trouble. But Studmuffin Santa proves more popular than anyone dreamed, drawing hordes of happy kids, lusty moms, and a mystery foe hell-bent on wrecking it all. The threat has Brandon playing protector for the reindeer and their sexy keeper, which is risky for a guy who's sworn off happy endings and the whole Christmas mess. But as Jade and Brandon bond over Santa suit malfunctions and risqué Christmas cookies, they learn...

Nurse Nyla Franklin knows three things to be true. Taking care of others brings more joy than a basket full of kittens. A triple-fudge sundae can cure just about anything. And no good ever comes from keeping a secret… So when her best friend spills his biggest one ever, Nyla knows she’s not just holding a secret. She’s holding a ticking time bomb. Mr. Always Does the Right Thing Leo Sayre knows three things to be true. Piloting smokejumpers over burning forests is the best job in the world. His best friend Nyla is the smartest, funniest, and okay, sexiest woman ever. And pain meds are apparently his truth serum. Now his post-surgery confession has everything flipped upside down and turned inside out… including his relationship with Nyla. Secrets have a way of piling up, and it’s just a matter of time before someone lights a match. Because while the truth can set you free, it can also burn completely out of control…

When Mark Bracelyn lumbers into Chelsea Singer's cupcake shop with an axe, she's poised to hit the panic button. But he fixes her door, praises her buttercream, and sends her skittish heart pounding like a hammer on a hollow log, so he can't be all that scary. Chelsea's sure there's a gooey marshmallow center under Mark's tough outer shell, though admittedly she's been wrong before.Mark may look like a grungy lumberjack, but he's also the wealthy part-owner of Ponderosa Luxury Ranch Resort. The lone Bracelyn heir to avoid a childhood of fancy boarding schools, he stays hidden behind the scruffy beard and battered truck. But something else separates Mark from his siblings, and keeping his guard up means keeping his secret—and his family.When someone threatens Chelsea and her daughter, Mark becomes their personal protector. When he's not watching her back, he's watching the rest of Chelsea's body and warning himself...

He's a hacker. A high-tech hitman. And now...a daddy? When Matteo skips prison with a clean record, his conscience is anything but. Guilt hits him like a sack of marbles when he spots the woman he jilted. The clincher? A child who looks like him. Renee's son may have Matteo's eyes, but she won't say who fathered AJ. She's also mum on what sent her into hiding or why guys with guns are after her. But when Matteo blocks an attack, he persuades Renee to appoint him their protector. Keeping them safe means faking they're a normal family road tripping with s'mores and snuggles and possibly a sniper rifle. Toss in a potty-training toddler and temptation from the woman he still craves, and it's officially Matteo's toughest mission. But with danger nipping their heels, the only way to save his family may be to leave their lives for good.