Preparing a Christmas to remember is no small feat with a family the size of the Greenes. Especially when the woman who has always been the planner down to every minute detail, falls ill only five days before the holiday. The family has no choice but to scramble to ensure that nothing is amiss. Cookies need to be decorated, gingerbread houses assembled and decorations to be hung. They'll need all hands on deck, both young and old, to make this holiday happen. But of course, what would a Greene Christmas be if not chaotic with a dash of drama?

Two strangers who couldn't be more opposite find themselves on an unexpected cross-country road trip days before Christmas where whatever can go wrong, does. He's an Army Ranger. She's a baker. He's organized and ridged. She's messy and carefree. He doesn't do relationships. She's following her heart. His family chat blows up his phone. She just buried her last living relative. The holiday season doesn't seem so jolly as they venture from one mode of transportation to the next. But, they have to become friends and rely on each other if they're going to survive all the obstacles thrown their way. As the miles grow shorter, vulnerabilities are shared, and by the time they reach their destination, neither one of them is sure what they really want for Christmas anymore.

It wasn't my expectation to fall into bed with the woman who won me at the bachelor auction.I was only doing my grandma a favor, not looking for more than a shared dinner with the winner. Then again, I wasn't expecting someone as hot as Isla to be my date.She makes it clear that she's down for a night in the sheets but bolts, leaving me holding my junk—literally. Which I figure, in the end, is all fine and good because love burned me before, and I have no plans to repeat that soul-crushing heartbreak.I took a much-needed vacation from the handyman business I own with my brothers, Rent A Husband, only to return to find out they'd hired Isla, making me her boss.And now I have to see her every day, and it's getting harder to pretend I'm not still drawn to her. But I burned that bridge the night she was briefly in my bed, and any lust she had for me has turned to hatred.Which is for the best because she has a new boyfriend, which is all the motivation I...

She was always the one. Or so I thought. Turns out my instincts were dead wrong. Years ago I was faced with the choice between two women. Both were perfect in opposite ways. One was carefree and against commitment. The other was a woman you'd bring home to mom. I was young, naïve and stupid. I'm sure you can guess who I chose. Now, I'm older, wiser and know what the hell I want. So, when the same two women pop back into my life it's my chance for a do-over. But they flipped the script. Just like me, they want different things now. Leaving me with one choice—convince the woman I want that she wants me too.

Imagine you're a matchmaker and you realize too late you're in love with your childhood best friend. You only have yourself to blame—you're the one who matched him and now he's engaged to be married. When you find yourself in this position there's a few secrets you're going to need to keep... Secret #1 – Smile when he tells you the happy news, even if your heart cracks in half. Secret #2 – Don't compare yourself to his beautiful French fiancée. You're just as beautiful. Secret #3 – Don't tag along to the tux fitting with him alone. Just no. Secret #4 – Don't help him learn to dance to his wedding song. Secret #5 – Erase all memories of the two of you through the years when lines blurred for even the briefest of moments. And the one you never saw coming... Secret #6 – Definitely, don't...

Let's say you're an independent, self-sufficient woman who runs the family company and you find yourself falling for your little brother's best friend. Now, more than ever, you need to count all the reasons why you need to abandon falling. Abandon Falling #1 – He's a womanizer. Hasn't had a serious relationship a day in his life and changes women more often than he changes his sheets. Abandon Falling #2 – He's never serious. He cracks one-liners, mostly at your expense. Abandon Falling #3 – When things go wrong, he seems unfazed and always remains in control. It's so annoying. Abandon Falling #4 – He has tattoos. Lots of them. Everywhere. Not to mention, he owns a tattoo parlor. (Damn it! Why doesn't that sound like a bad thing anymore?) Abandon Falling #5 – There's a growing list of how different you two are. You can't...

I've loved him from afar. Though most times he's only a foot away. I'm smart enough to know he'll never be anyone's forever. He checks all the bad boy boxes. Tattoos. Check. Motorcycle. Check. Chip on his shoulder. Check check. If he wasn't my neighbor and friend I may have thrown myself at him. Okay, yeah. I wouldn't. Because guys like Dylan don't want a woman who writes kid's math textbooks under him in bed. Instead, I pathetically savor morsels of moments where I have his sole attention. That was until his archenemy moved in with me. Now suddenly, Dylan's moving in too and warning off the first guy in a long time who's showing me interest. Could he finally see me as more than a friend, or am I just a prize to win and show off to his enemy?

Chase Andrews. The Kingsmen's top tight end. My brother's friend and teammate. My new neighbor. The grumpy to my sunshine. But underneath that grumpy exterior, there's so much more. Chase likes to pretend nothing affects him, but I've seen glimpses of his other side in the time we've spent together. And the more we get to know each other, the more I'm falling for him. Under normal circumstances, this would be great. Except my hyper-protective big brother thinks no man is good enough for me, and my ex-fiancé is trying to win me back. One charming, seemingly good man already broke my heart. Am I stupid to give a self-confessed relationship-adverse football player a chance to break it a second time?

I never felt truly desired by a man—until him. The second he stepped foot into my small town Alaskan inn, his gaze swept over my curvy figure with desire, igniting a flame I thought was dead. He flirted with me, and I might've left two chocolates on his pillow at turndown, but that's where it stayed. Over the years, he's floated in and out of town while a friendship developed between us. It's probably for the best because I'm not a one-night stand kind of woman. Which is funny because when he propositions me to be his fake fiancé in order to end a family feud, it turns out I am the kind of woman willing to pretend to be the one he's in love with. Over the years, he's floated in and out of town while a friendship developed between us. It's probably for the best because I'm not a one-night stand kind of woman. Which is funny because when he propositions me to be his fake fiancé in order to end a family feud, it turns out...