Oh my gosh.

The three most obnoxious, unbearable, infuriating men to ever roam the earth now live next door to me. And all these ex-Marines want to do is party. On a Sunday night.

Well, not on my watch. I’m starting a brand-new job on Monday, and I need to bring my A-game, which means I need sleep. Also, our neighborhood has strict rules: no...

There’s no way they’re sending my sweet, innocent sister to a secluded cabin in the mountains so she could have the baby of three big bad mafia guys. This is all some elaborate scheme by my uncle and my cousin to reclaim the status the Moreno family once held in the underground world.

I want nothing to do with that world, and I’m determined to...

My family is broke, like we’re about to lose our house broke, unless I get my trust fund. The only way I’m getting my trust fund is if I marry the guy my grandmother picks out for me.

Yay me.

Except my grandmother chooses three husbands for me. Why? Because my best friends, and business partners—we run a matchmaking company called Leashed to Love—...