Phillip Crawford, the eighth Earl of Rawlings and notorious rake of the ton, has come to the end of his rope. Out of money, out of favor, and out of luck, he wanders the streets of London in the rain, hoping to be hit by inspiration...or a runaway carriage. Something has to give. It is his father's final cruel trick to hold his inheritance just out of reach, requiring him to marry by his next birthday in order to claim his full rights as earl. His step-mother refuses to offer him any more support. With no money, no prospects and no other place to turn, he has only two options: Marriage or...

There's two sides to every story... And ours? Isn't pretty... Then again, what's pretty about the mafia? Trace Rooks, that's what. But she only wants one of us, and I'll kill him before I let him have her. The only problem? We're cousins. And she may just be our long lost enemy. Whoever said college was hard, clearly didn't attend Eagle Elite University. Welcome to hell also known as the Mafia where blood is thicker than life, and to keep yours? Well, keep your friends close, and your enemies- Even closer.

Lead singer of AD2 Demetri Daniels only wants one thing... To marry the love of his life and make the day perfect for her. But perfect isn't exactly happening - not with his sister-in-law going into labor, or with rabid fans discovering their wedding location, or birds suddenly attacking the rehearsal dinner. It doesn't help matters that his bride-to-be is starstruck as singer Ashton Hyde makes a drop-in appearance to start recording their new album. Nothing is going right. And it's about to get worse.

Blaine Graham lost his mother when he was the tender age of eleven. Grief over the loss drove a wedge between him and his father, and soon proved too difficult for him to deal with. At the age of sixteen, he falsified his papers and made the trip across the border into Canada with his best friend to join the Royal Canadian Air Force and enter the war in Europe as a pilot. Ten years later Captain Graham finds himself flying commercial jets in Boston - his estranged father and his past life all but forgotten, until the day he receives a telegram from his dying father asking him to come home....

My name is shouted on rooftops. It's written on bras, on the inside of bathroom stalls, hell my name is everywhere. To say my name is to experience an orgasm without ever leaving your damn house. My name is Zane "Saint" Andrews. I'm sex. I'm a rock god. I'm also...a virgin. What they don't know won't kill them right? Give the people what they want. And what they want is the idea of me; the pleasure they gain at listening to my song and knowing without a doubt I'm talking about them and only them. It worked for a while. Until a nerdy girl with glasses falls at my feet, literally, and suddenly...