Cherish Cove

December:I'm in love with my boss. But I swear the man they call St. Nix would never look at anyone sideways, let alone consider a tryst with his plain, curvy secretary. But when my roommate convinces me to go to the masked Christmas Eve party, things get out-of-hand. Before I know it, I'm waking in Nixon's bed, and saint or not, there may be hell to pay. Nix:The second I saw her at the party, I knew who she was. But my December has always been shy, so I played along. The thing is, she turned more heads than she knew, and there was no question. I would do anything-ANYTHING-to make sure she was at my side and mine forever. They call me St. Nix, but to tell the truth, I'm anything but saintly. When I get December in my arms… Well, let's just say: We'll definitely be making the naughty list.

After my boyfriend very publicly breaks up with me…on my birthday…on the first day of school, I'm humiliated. But curvy girls like me? We bounce back. And I vowed revenge. Revenge comes in the form of our school's brand new quarterback. But what starts out as saving face and getting even, quickly turns into something else entirely. Because my new man…he's out to prove he's just that. Mine. Forever.

Belle:Most of the time, I can avoid my Big, Fat, All-American Family, but not at Christmas. And yes, just like the movie of a similar name, they're all in my face about when I'm tying the knot with a nice, hometown boy. Worse, with all my cousins engaged or married, my mom's intent on setting me up with the perfect man. The problem is, my perfect man is my boss and he's more interested in my jingle-writing skills than in romance. Decker:I've waited patiently for my Jingle Belle to settle into her job with me. When she tells me about her mom's plan to find her a husband... No, just no. My rock is going on my Jingle Belle's finger, and I'm making her mine, once and for all.

I couldn't say no to spending the holidays in the Czech Republic with my high school friend. I miss her, and it's the opportunity of a lifetime. My life at home is topsy turvy as I finish up college, too. The respite away seems like just the thing, while I make a decision about my future. Until I meet her older brother, Hasya. He does strange things to my insides and sends shivers down my spine. When I'm around him, I have no space to think. Good thing his sister and I will be seeing all the sights. I'll barely see him. Best laid plans and all that... Hasya has other ideas. He intends to spend every minute of my vacation right beside me. Yay, me. At least, the "sights" are drop-dead gorgeous no matter where we go.

It's been five years...Since I was ousted from the family, since I saw any of them, even my brother's best friend…who's my husband. It's a mess I need to clean up, but I don't want to face. But my best friend is getting married, and she's begged me to come home. I'm hoping to get in and get out without any of my relatives finding out I'm there. Spoiler alert: she's marrying my brother. That's information I should have had before I got on the plane. And before my beast gets his hands on me. According to him, I'm not leaving. I'm still his. Problem is, I have a secret at home. I have a life hundreds of miles away and someone waiting for me. Someone with their daddy's eyes.

On the way to happily ever after, their world imploded. But, sometimes, things aren't what they seem and happily ever after is closer than you think. Six months ago, Brooke and Asher were supposed to say, "I Do," but minutes before the wedding, he broke their engagement and walked away. He had a good reason. Giving away her virginity to a stripper from her bachelorette party was hard to get over. She doesn't remember it, has no idea how it happened but she woke up in bed with a stranger, her fiancé standing over them. Brokenhearted, neither Brooke nor Asher can move on. Humiliated, Brooke became a recluse in the house they were supposed to make a home, and Asher moves through life, more zombie than alive. Something has to give. Knowing it's for the best, Brooke decides to leave the small town where everyone knows her secrets-even the ones she can't remember. When Asher learns that she intends to move across country to teach in a dangerous area with a terrible reputation, all his resolve evaporates. Brooke is his, and despite what happened, he will keep her... now and forever.

Ginger When I came home to visit, I never expected to discover the old Victorian down the street was up for sale. I've always loved that place. It's the opportunity of a lifetime. I've made a name for myself flipping houses. It's always a challenge, but so worth it. But this time, the biggest challenge isn't the remodel. It's the contractor I've hired to help me. Who would have thought Trevor Grant would grow up to be so hot? Annoying? Yes, I would always have guessed that. But hot? Not in a million years. But now I'm contemplating things I shouldn't. Especially since I plan to be out of here by fall. Trevor Getting the job working with Ginger is a dream come true--okay, let's be honest. It's a wet dream come true. But I can keep it professional. Granted, she didn't know it was me she'd hired. She'd expected my dad. Surprise. She's not thrilled, but I can see the spark in her eyes. It's that fire I'll use to prove I'm exactly the man she needs.

Bronte: I have a secret. I have a huge crush on my brother's best friend. I mean, frankly, I have zero chance with him. I have curves, not computer keys. So I'll just be over here, pretending not to look and dying to touch. Problem is, we just got assigned to the same project. Shoot me now. Harrison: Shoot me now. I'm about to break the bro code. How am I going to get through this project without making Bronte mine? You're right. I'm not.

Welcome to Cherish Cove! Luna After graduating college, I'm heading to the one place that gives me peace. The beach-specifically, Cherish Cove on the shore of Lake Michigan. It's time to regroup, figure out exactly what my future holds, and maybe, get over the one who got away. I've missed him every day since my father dragged the family across the country unexpectedly. I never even got the chance to say goodbye. Does that make me the one who got away? Oakley I've been in a bad mood for the past five years. Mostly, I hide my anger, and I've funneled it into writing my bestselling horror novels. But I just can't move forward. The only girl I've ever loved disappeared. Yes, we were young and a million circumstances kept us from reconnecting, but I can't help feeling fate dealt me a raw deal. Then that girl walks back through my door… All bets and plans are off. She's mine and I'm never letting her go again.