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From USA Today bestselling author Pippa Grant comes a fabulously sharp-witted romantic comedy about a socialite’s fall from elitist grace to backcountry purgatory—and her accidental tumble into love. If the Upper East Side had an evil twin, it would be Tickled Pink, Wisconsin. This run-down, backwoods town isn’t worthy of the footprint of my Louboutins, never mind all of me. But when my grandmother has a near-death experience and realizes we Lightlys can’t buy our way into heaven, she relocates the family to Tickled Pink to work on improving our souls. And that’s how I trade my heiress existence for gigantic bugs, dishwater coffee, and a cranky single dad named Teague Miller. Teague spends his days fishing, raising his spunky teenager, and after an unfortunate incident involving cheese curds, living rent-free in my head. The one thing he and I can agree on is that I don’t belong here. He’s willing to help me escape—until the unexpected happens. I kind of like him. I might even more than like him. But am I ready to give up the life I adored for a man I love to hate?

A sweet, lighthearted romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author Pippa Grant about one social media influencer's dream of going off the grid and the IRL love she finds along the way.Secrets always catch up with you. The world knows me as Tavi Lightly, sugar-free social media influencer. But my true purpose lies in secretly restoring a cacao farm in Costa Rica. Unfortunately, to save the farm, I need access to the trust fund that my grandmother has frozen. She's requiring me to do charity work in Tickled Pink, Wisconsin, and until I meet her ultimatum--no trust fund. So to Tickled Pink I go.My first grandmother-approved charity project? Helping local reformed bad boy Dylan Wright. He has secrets too, like how he's hung up on his married best friend. Kick-starting his dating life is as easy as making him famous through association with me.Not so easy is the fact that we're falling for each other. He belongs in Tickled Pink, and I belong on my farm. We might share our secrets with one another, but can we really share our lives too?

From USA Today bestselling author Pippa Grant comes a rollicking romantic comedy about a single mom and a grumpy math teacher tackling their differences on a Wyoming ranch.I knew fixing up my life with a fresh start on the hobby ranch I inherited in Hell's Bells, Wyoming, would come with challenges. Things like snow. Wildlife. Local gossip about why my daughter and I are here.But the biggest challenge?My surly new tenant.He's like a bear. Fascinating from a distance, but don't get too close, or he'll bite.His personality should be a good thing. I have no need of a new man in my life. But he's not only my tenant; he's also my daughter's math teacher and soccer coach. I keep running into him. He keeps thinking I need to be saved.Maybe I do, but here's what I don't expect: he's a fixer-upper in need of saving too.And I might be the only woman for the job.Hell's Bells, help me.

An underwear model and a geek with a secret find out that love in the era of the twitterati is complicated.

Never borrow pants from your brother. Especially if he's a size smaller than you are, because all that pressure in the junk will short-circuit your brain.And you'll lie to a woman in a club about your real name.Leave her unsatisfied after making out in a bathroom.Then find out that she's the one thing standing in the way of your dreams. And she very much doesn't like being lied to.Now I have to convince Lila Valentine--the woman I can't stop thinking about, my biggest regret, and my new boss--that I'm what's best for the baseball team she's inherited.If we can't work together to save the Fireballs, the commissioner's forcing a sale and moving them across the country.I'll do anything to save my home team.But the one thing I can't do?Keep my hands to myself.Which would be fine, if she hadn't been telling me lies this whole time too.Liar, Liar, Hearts on Fire is a rocking fun romance between a single dad obsessed with baseball, an heiress with secrets, baseball pants, a rundown team, and rabid ducks. It stands alone and comes with a guaranteed happily-ever-after.

She can't let him score...Call it superstition, but when a guy bats as hot as Brooks Elliott, you don't mess with what's working. And what's working is him keeping his pants zipped and doing all of his scoring on the field.So when I hear he's planning to ditch his V-card now that he's been traded to baseball's lovable losers--aka my home team and my reason for living every March through October--I do what any rational, dedicated, obsessed fan would do.I make a plan to stop him.But the thing about stopping him is that it requires spending time with him.Lots. And lots. And lots of time.And the more time I spend with him, the more I like him. Not as the guy who's going to help save my favorite team and finally bring home a championship ring, but as the guy who's helping me in my quest to bring back the team's old mascot. Who also loves making pancake and bacon sandwiches. And who would do almost anything for his love of the game.But after all this time of jock-blocking him...do I even have a chance?And if I do, are we both destined to a life of celibacy in the name of winning?Jock Blocked is a home run of a romantic comedy featuring the world's most superstitious sports fan, baseball's oldest virgin hero, a rogue meatball, an adorable puppy with a cussing problem, and the best lovable losers. It stands alone and comes with a happily ever after more satisfying than a game-winning grand slam.

If people have polar opposites, Luca Rossi is mine.His butt is in the baseball hall of fame. Mine's comfortably seated in the hall of lame.When he's not snagging fly balls out in center field, he's modeling in shampoo commercials. I once jammed my own finger while stirring cookie dough, and sometimes I forget shampoo is a thing.He's a total cynic when it comes to love.I make a living writing love stories.But after my latest broken engagement (no, I don't want to talk about how many times that's happened), it's clear he's exactly the man I need.If anyone can teach me to be the opposite of me, it's him.The first thing I want him to teach me?How to not fall in love.And as luck would have it, he's in desperate need of a fake girlfriend to get a meddling grandmother off his back.We couldn't be more perfect together, because the last thing Luca Rossi will ever be is the next man to leave me at the altar.Or will he?Real Fake Love is a line drive straight to the heart featuring a grumpy athlete, a jilted bride, a fake relationship, and the world's laziest cat. It stands alone and comes complete with sibling rivalry, the world's most awkward shower scene, and a sweetly satisfying happily ever after.

You don't know me, but you do know me. I'm your neighborhood hot mess single mom, doing my best to keep my head above water while running my little slice of heaven and keeping my youngest from shoving marbles up his nose, which is exactly what he's doing the first time Levi Wilson, pop star god, world's sexiest man, and my all-time number one celebrity obsession, walks into my bookstore.Related: I'm writing this from beyond the grave, because I've died of mortification and am now residing in an alternate universe.I have to be.Because Levi Wilson came back.And we had a moment.Like, a moment moment. The kind that makes me remember that adult pleasure isn't all about hoping the lock holds in the bathroom so your kids don't interrupt on the rare occasion you feel like taking an extra-long mommy-time shower.So when he proposes a no-strings fling?Count. Me. In.Thrill of a lifetime, right?Surely, nothing will go wrong...The Hot Mess and the Heartthrob is a rockin' fun, sexy romantic comedy featuring a celebrity panty-melter who doesn't know what he's been missing, a sassy single mom hanging on by a string, three adorable children who would never burst in on a woman when she's on a toilet (ha ), and shameless ovary-busting moments between a guy who never thought he'd be a dad and a family who thought they got along just fine without him. It stands alone and comes complete with a happily-ever-after.

There are three things I hate: Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett.Mostly I hate Chase Jett. It's been ten years since he took my virginity-I'd make a bratwurst joke, but the unfortunate truth is that it would have to be a brat-best joke, and yes, it kills me to admit that-and now he's not only a billionaire, he's also my new boss.Turns out our hate is mutual. And this kind of hate is horrifically twisted, filthy, and banging hot.I just might have to hate him forever.Mister McHottie is the hilariously sexy romantic comedy that your mother warned you about, complete with an organic happy-ever-after (or seven), a Bratwurst Wagon, ill-advised office pranks, and no cheating or cliffhangers.

He's a librarian by day and the ideal fake boyfriend by night.When it comes to women, I know what they want. And all day long, I give it to them. Dark, broody, and sexy? You got it. Need to laugh? I'm your guy. Desperate for something to put you in the mood? You've come to the right place, kitten.Every morning when my library opens, there's a line around the block, the ladies flocking to me in need of their next book boyfriend. I'm that dude. The one who knows his way around the romance section.And after years of study, my skills don't stop at the day job. Need a fake boyfriend, fianc , or friend-with-benefits? I know that plot. I also know to keep my heart off the table, because love is only real between the pages of a book.So when Parker Elliott needs a temporary fake boyfriend for a reunion, of course I step in. She rocks a mean guitar, she has no idea how sexy she is, and we have something of a history.Easy, right?Yep. Piece of cake.Except this time, I'm actually in danger of falling in love.Stud in the Stacks is 55,000 sexy, hilarious, sometimes embarrassing words, complete with tacos, romance novel love, unicorn parties, and no cheating or cliffhangers.

Kidnapping the bride seemed like a good idea at the time.Her fianc stole my fortune, so I stole his woman.Tit for tat. Or tat for tit. However you want to look at it.The one thing I didn't expect?Willow Honeycutt, preschool teacher, boy band super fan, is completely crazy.And somehow she's turned the tables on me.Now, she's holding me hostage, and she won't let me go until we hit every item on her sparkly new, completely insane bucket list.And that last item?That last item might cost me more than any fortune.It very well might cost me my heart.Rockaway Bride is a romping fun romance between a down-on-his-luck rock star and a boy band-loving preschool teacher, complete with a road trip, handcuffs, and fun with nuns. This romantic comedy stands alone with no cheating or cliffhangers and ends with a rockin' awesome happily ever after.

For anyone who's ever been on the receiving end of an unsolicited dick pic... He has the muscles of Adonis, an ego bigger than the sun, and a very clear desire to get back in my pants. Which would be fantastic if he weren't a SEAL and I wasn't a criminal.Although, I prefer the term avenger. I'm a hacktivist, cleaning up the cesspool of cyberspace one scam artist and troll at a time, and I sometimes bend a few rules to get justice done.He's a military man with abs of glory, sworn to uphold the letter of the law no matter its shortcomings. And if he'd known who-or what-I was, I doubt he would've banged me at my best friend's wedding reception.Or come back for more.Which is why he's now the only thing standing between me and one very pissed off internet troll who's figured out where I live.I'm pretty sure he'll get me out of this alive-and quite satisfied, thank you very much-but I'm also pretty sure this mission will end with me in handcuffs.And not the good kind of handcuffs.The Hero and the Hacktivist is a romping fun SEAL / Best Friend's Brother / Robin Hood in Cyberspace romance between a meathead and an heiress, complete with epic klutziness, terrible leg warmers, and an even worse phone virus gone wrong. This romantic comedy stands alone with no cheating or cliffhangers and ends with a fabulously fun happily ever after.

A hockey-playing prince, a most improper lady, and one accidental pregnancy...When you're an heir so spare that you're more likely to be struck by lightning than to ever wear a crown, you're allowed certain liberties.But after taking those liberties with the wrong lady, I've been banished to America for a year. The world thinks it's so I can indulge in my favorite pastime on a professional hockey rink, but really, I'm here while my father cleans up my latest mess.My orders are clear: be an ambassador for my country, make the family proud, and stay far, far away from women.No one ever said they had to stay away from me though.Which is exactly how Gracie Diamonte, the world's greatest baker, most adorable dinosaur-suit wearer, and the very model of kind innocence, sneaks past my defenses.And my guard.And how we end up facing a very unexpected pregnancy.Of course I'll stand by her while we navigate our newly entwined futures.Just as soon as I solve that pesky problem of my other royal duties.Royally Pucked is a hilariously wrong romance between a spare heir and the lady least likely to ever wear a princess crown, complete with dirty cookies, an emotional support monkey, and lots of pucking around. This romantic comedy stands alone with no cheating or cliffhangers and ends happily with a family of...more than two

I, Tillie Jean Rock, am not in love with my brother's teammate. Sure, he might have those biceps and that "I am the grouchiest of grouchy bears" smolder, and he might shovel snow off his driveway next door wearing nothing but boxer shorts and rubber boots, and he might be running a side business feeding all the stray goats in town, but studliness is only skin-deep.And I might flirt with him every chance I get, but I swear it's only to annoy my brother.And him.Because Max Cole?Under all of those glorious muscles and chiseled cheekbones and searing glares beats the heart of a heartless devil.I could no sooner fall in love with a guy who treats me like a kid, and judges me at every opportunity, and sets an army of garden gnomes loose on my yard, than I could fall in love with my grandfather's pet parrot.But I can definitely annoy him. I can one hundred percent get on board with annoying him.That's what you do when you don't like your neighbor, right?But you know what they say about love and hate...It's a very thin line.Especially when the real reason I'm not in love with Max Cole-that he's incapable of love-might not be true at all.The Grumpy Player Next door is a fun-filled enemies-to-lovers romcom featuring a ray of sunshine on a mission, an athlete who's only grouchy around her, and an epic prank gone wrong. It stands alone and comes complete with small-town shenanigans, a goat who's not nearly as wise as his name suggests, and proof that sometimes, love is the best kind of vengeance.

He's a billionaire heir. A grump supreme. Hater of people. Bigger hater of peopling with people. And my new fake boyfriend.Emotionally unavailable doesn't even begin to describe Hayes Rutherford. He's cold. He's distant. He has more defenses than a nuclear missile silo. And he's the ultimate catch of the century. At least, according to his bank statement.My job's simple: Keep Hayes's matchmaking relatives and all interested ladies away from the cranky, grumpy, walled-off heir to my favorite movie empire by pretending to be his one true love, and in return, he won't ruin my life over a teensy, tiny little misunderstanding.But the more I sneak past his walls and fences, the more I realize that while we might be from different worlds, we have more in common than either of us expected. The man under all the glitz, glamour, and dollar signs could be the real love of my life.But you know what they say about fake dating a billionaire-it's all fun and games until the scandals start.The Last Eligible Billionaire is a swoony, laugh-out-loud romance featuring a botched wax job, a woman in over her head, a man in over his heart, and the sweetest misguided dog to ever play matchmaker...or at least make sure these two anti-love birds never have clothes when they get out of the shower. It stands alone and comes complete with grand romantic gestures.

I, Cooper Rock, baseball god, worshipper of women, hometown hero, beloved son and brother, and owner of a well-deserved ego, have always reached for the stars. Usually in baseball.In love? Nah. When you've played the field as much as I have and haven't been bit by the bug, you're immune.Or so I thought until she walked back into my life.Waverly Sweet. Pop music sensation. Universally beloved for good reason. She's freaking awesome. Kind. Funny. Talented. Sexy as hell. Real. And still completely out of my league.But I have been hit by the Waverly Sweet tour bus of love, tumbled head over heels, and come up in a field of Waverly-scented roses. This is it. She's my one and only, and this time, I won't screw it up.I'm cleaning up my reputation. I'm ignoring the doubters. I'm channeling everything I have into proving to her that I can be the man she deserves.No matter what else I have to sacrifice for love.Including baseball.Irresistible Trouble is a hilarious home run of a romcom about a baseball player whose ego is catching up to him, a pop star who's a bit of a hot mess when the cameras aren't looking (and sometimes when they are), and the kind of family and teammates that everyone deserves... in small doses. While this laugh-out-loud romance stands alone with a sweet-swoony HEA, you won't go wrong if you dive into the entire Fireballs series, starting with Jock Blocked, first. And for more Cooper Rock cameos, check out Master Baker (a standalone featuring Cooper's brother) and the Bro Code series.

He's the biggest, baddest, most spider-fearing player on the ice...Zeus Berger is an over-muscled, egotistical, sportsing goofball with a bigger mouth than shoe size-which is saying something-and I cannot get him out of my head.He should be easy to forget. He's all talk and no follow-through. But after an incredibly awkward one-night-stand gone wrong, I can't shake him, and I don't know if I want to.I need to get my brain back on business, and fast. It's hard enough being one of the toughest pilots in the flight adventure industry without the distraction of his body, his humor, and the teddy bear heart I'm starting to suspect he hides under all that bluster.But when I realize he's besties with the billionaire I'm trying to woo into investing in my business, I realize it can't hurt to play nice.Can it?The Pilot and the Puck-Up is a standalone romantic comedy featuring a athlete whose ego won't fit inside a hockey arena, the most badass woman to ever fly a plane, rubber chockey (don't ask), and no cheating or cliffhangers