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I may be an Alaskan fisherman, but I didn't expect my catch of the day to be Alice. When I pull her from the water and see her wet clothes clinging to all the right places, I want to strip her of them and make her mine. By the time she's below deck, naked in my bed - I learn that she's more than a virgin. She's the woman of my f--king dreams. But I haven't told her everything about me. My secrets will push her away.

Clive was the local man candy in his mountain town. But after tragedy struck years ago, he's closed himself off to the idea of love. It's gonna take someone extra sweet to break his hard-candy shell. When candy-maker, Hazel, moves into town, he finds what he's been waiting for. But falling in love means more than just satisfying a craving, and he has to weigh the filthy-sweet rewards to decide if he's ready.

Tia thinks running from her husbands will keep them safe - but she never expected to have a gun in her hand or to pull the trigger. A single bullet changes everything. The life she escaped is catching up to her, but she’s not the only one at risk. Giles sacrificed everything by coming to her rescue...now, he’s paying the ultimate price.

I never intended on time travelling to the Stone Age during my Special Ops mission - but it’s not the first thing in my life to get effed up. To say I didn’t have a happy childhood is an understatement - that’s why I joined the military first chance I got. And to be honest - living alone on the beach isn’t the worst way to live out my days.

He’s fighting for their fairytale. Charlotte Hayes lost her slipper - err shoe - the first night she met Spencer Beckett, a.k.a. Princeton Charming. She fell into his arms and their lives were changed. Forever. One kiss and she was smitten. One date and she was head over heels. One tragedy and her heart was his. They may want the same thing, but someone is determined to take what they’ve fought so hard for - and now Charlie is fighting for her life.

The complete edition of the CROWN ME series, by Frankie Love. Three novels in one volume.

If I have to marry a Princess I’ve never met, let’s have a little fun first. I want to know what I’m dealing with. It was only supposed to be an afternoon in disguise, but then a snowstorm hits and everything changes. Now I’m spending the night in a cabin with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. A woman who has secret fantasies … ones I can fulfill … so long as she thinks I’m not royalty. Turns out, neither of us are what we seem.

Being a Prince may be my f--king duty, but there’s no way in hell I’m living in the stuffy castle. I prefer my cabin in the woods; the one I built with my own two hands. The time has come for my arranged marriage. Hell, there are worse things than having a woman in my bed every night. Regardless of who this Princess is, I’m not changing my ways. But then Iris shows up with ultimatums and a perfect p*ssy. One of us has gotta give.

Leaving my bankrupt island for this frigid mountain is the last thing I want. When my father sends me off to marry a wild prince in exchange for a dowry that can save the country, I do my duty. Hunter is determined to sleep with me, but the last thing I need is for him to bed me and leave me before I get him to the altar. Problem is, my panties are soaked every time he glances my way. And my heart? It’s racing the moment his lips so treacherously meet mine. It’s not just my reputation at stake; my entire country is counting on me. No pressure.

Daphne doesn’t want commitment; she wants me as her BILF. She may be a romance author, but this mountain man believes in happily ever afters too. I don’t do flings; I do forever. My beard may be the thing that gets her to open up—literally—but I’m falling for her heart and soul. And I plan on making sure she knows that our story isn’t going to end any time soon.

One minute I’m in an underground cave on a special ops mission, and the next thing I know, I’ve travelled through time. My life became prehistoric pretty damn fast. Woolly mammoths and sabertooth tigers - and no other humans in sight. Five years later, I’m still stuck here. What I really want is a woman. When a flash of lightening brings rain, I’m worried about my fire going out. Turns out that’s the least of my concerns. Because there’s a new storm in this Paleolithic place. Her name is Skylar. A gorgeous force to be reckoned with, and she’s plenty pissed.

I’ve been here a long ass time. Lonely as hell and wishing for a wife. When a woman arrives, she thinks she’s time-travelled to a prehistoric nightmare. I think she’s finally come home. She’s innocent, curvy, and all kinds of cute.

Finding my best friend is my one and only mission. I thought maybe she’d been kidnapped, hurt, lost – I never imagined time travel. When I slide into a prehistoric lagoon, I know she must be here. Somewhere.

When Alaskan native Sullivan orders a bride, he’s not planning on falling in love. A recent transplant to his childhood home in the middle of nowhere, he wants company. More than company - he wants a woman in his bed every damn day. Sully’s financially independent because of his own hard work and determination. His mail-order bride has other ideas.

When Harrison orders a bride, he’s hoping Hannah can accept him - scars and all. But when a storm forces them to his cabin before exchanging vows, there are no guarantees that she’ll stay put once she discovers who he really is. Hannah didn’t come to Alaska on a whim - she’s resilient, strong, and willing to fight for her happily ever after. But when the storm grows more fierce, Harrison’s past is brought to light. Is Hannah the cure this wounded warrior needs? Or will she leave before they get a chance to find out if love heals all wounds?

When River orders a wife, he’s hoping she’ll cure his writer’s block. But when he meets his bride, he knows she’s more than a quick-fix - she’s his muse. Rose needs a quiet place to record her yoga videos and a lakeside cabin in the middle of nowhere is better than her LA apartment. Yes, it means she’s a mail-order bride, but Rose isn’t scared of a challenge. River is handsome and knows how to use his hands...so what if he’s a bit of a recluse? She’ll take a deep breath and take it one day at a time.

I’m a small town guy, through and through. And I don’t like change. If I had it my way, everything would stay the same, forever. So when Goldie Greyhound sweeps into Cherry Falls with grand plans to renovate the old theater that’s right next door to my house, I’m not exactly thrilled. Goldie’s my opposite in every way. And I’m not referring to the glitter that seems to follow her every where. She’s a night owl who’s never met a stranger, and is extra in everything.

The deal is simple: Piper Bancroft pretends to be my mate and we both get what we want. I'll be the next Chief, and she'll get her nosy mother off her back. But independent and strong-willed Piper has rules. Lots of them. The most impossible being her insistence that we don't sleep together. But she never said anything about kissing. And one kiss is all it takes. Piper is my mate, and there's nothing fake about it. If she finds out I want her for keeps, she'll be leaving for the lower 48.

I may be a virgin, but Cooper knows my naughty side. When he offers to be my sex guru, there’s no turning back. Suddenly, ball gags, threesomes, and fetishes are all I can think about. This no-strings-attached arrangement is suddenly turning into more for me. Only problem? Cooper is a player, and in his eyes, I’m just the girl next door. I need to be more than a kinky virgin. I need to be his.

I work with my hands in the Colorado Rockies, forging metal into massive sculptures. I’m no Renaissance man - I’m simple - all I need is fresh air, solitude, and an honest day’s work. When I’m commissioned to install a piece of art in Central Park, the gig is too good to pass up. But the moment I arrive in Manhattan, where skyscrapers ruin the view, I’m longing for my cabin on the mountain. Then I meet Mia, and the Big Apple changes before my very eyes. This city girl is working the front desk of the Mid-Manhattan Hotel when I check in, and I can’t help but check her out.