'Laugh-out-loud funny, bananas sexy, and deeply romantic' Andie J. Christopher 'This book IS PURE JOY' Christina Lauren Clara Wheaton is the consummate good girl: over-achieving, well-mannered, utterly predictable. When her childhood crush invites her to move across the country, the offer is too good to resist. Unfortunately, it's also too good to be true. Suddenly, Clara finds herself sharing a house with a charming stranger. Josh might be a bit too perceptive - not to mention handsome - for comfort, but there's a good chance he and Clara could have survived sharing a summer sublet if she hadn't looked him up on the internet . . . Once she learns how Josh has made a name for himself, Clara realises living with him might destroy the reputation she's spent years building. But while they may not agree on much, both Josh and Clara believe women deserve better sex. What they decide to do about it will change both of their lives, and if they're lucky, they'll help everyone else get lucky too. Love for The Roommate: 'Incredible . . . one of my top romance reads of 2020!' Jen Deluca, author of Well Met 'Funny, super steamy and surprisingly tender, The Roommate raises the bar for rom coms in 2020' Evie Dunmore, author of Bringing Down the Duke 'The Roommate is unapologetically sexy as hell. Danan's writing, like her characters, is funny, seductive, and full of heart' Meryl Wilsner, author of Something to Talk About 'A powerful, feminist book, that makes you laugh as hard as you cheer. The Roommate is sunshine in the form of a book' Alexa Martin, author of Snapped 'Warmly funny and gorgeously sexy, this porn-star romance is the most wholesome thing I've read in ages' The New York Times 'Rosie Danan's The Roommate is seriously sexy, seriously smart' Helen Hoang, USA Today bestselling author 'Wildly original and sexy romance . . . this delectable rom-com is both red-hot and fiercely feminist' Publishers Weekly 'One of the steamiest romances of the year. This is a downright revolutionary story about modern women owning their desire' Popsugar 'Gloriously soft and joyful, a sex positive manifesto inside a deliriously romantic, wickedly shameless love story' Entertainment Weekly

A Mystery Scene Magazine 2021 Editor's Pick Trust No One. Especially Your Neighbors. Rachel Drake is on the run from the man who killed her husband. She never leaves her safe haven in an anonymous doorman building, until one night a phone call sends her running. On her way to the garage, she is murdered in the elevator. But her story doesn’t end there. She finds herself in the afterlife, tethered to her death spot, her reach tied to the adjacent apartments. As she rides the elevator up and down, the lives of the residents intertwine. Every one of them has a dark secret. An aging trophy wife whose husband strays. A surgeon guarding a locked room. A TV medium who may be a fraud. An ordinary man with a mysterious hobby. Compelled to spend eternity observing her neighbors, she realizes that any one of them could be her killer.

Conor Brady is the hottest man I have ever laid eyes on. Ever. He's also my new roommate. In the past few days, I became jobless, homeless, and boyfriendless. So, I did what any 28-year-old woman with her life together would do: I ran. Far, far away from my life in New York and straight to my big brother's house in Atlanta. Only, it turns out that my brother is away on a business trip. And, he failed to tell me that a full-on, godlike hottie-who happens to be a premier house flipper-has taken up residence in the spare bedroom while his enormous new house is being renovated. There's a million reasons why I shouldn't fall for Conor. But our chemistry is undeniable. Which means I have a teeny, tiny situation on my hands... The Roommate Situation is a laugh-out-loud funny, swoony, closed door romantic comedy. Expect some mild language and suggestive jokes alongside sizzling hot chemistry and tension you could cut with a knife-all without the explicit scenes.

Daria My ex taking our daughters to Disneyland is his latest way to prove Dad Rules and Mom Sucks. While they're riding roller coasters, I'm taking a trip of my own—a long deserved island getaway for one. And I'm letting my eldest's swim coaches stay at my place while we're all gone, and their apartment is fumigated. Except a last minute work emergency means I'm stuck at home, rather than lying on a beach enjoying the view. First time I see Colin wandering around the house shirtless, I realize the view has come to me. First time Tanner offers me an entirely different type of vacation—the no-clothes-horizontal-grind kind—I almost cave. But I can't hook up with a man almost a decade younger than me, and definitely not two of them. Can I?

Growing up, I had one rule: stay away from my brother’s best friend. It was easy to follow. I spent my years avoiding the boys on the baseball team, studying hard, and saving every dime I could. When I was accepted to transfer into UC Berkeley, I needed a place to live, and my brother had a free room off-campus. Win-win, right? Except that best friend I was determined to stay away from is now my new roommate. My very naughty, very rebellious roommate, Wesley Knight. The boy who was once the bane of my existence with his constant teasing is now a drop-dead gorgeous athlete. He’s the life of the party, but I can’t have fun. According to Wes, no guys are allowed to talk to me. Well, two can play at this game. If I can’t date, then neither can he. It starts off as innocent fun. Some half-naked yoga or a little flirting until an interrupted moment of self-gratification turns things dangerous … for my body and my heart. Living with my brother and his best friend has me breaking all the rules. I just have to decide if the consequences are worth the reward.

Two best friends. Seven years of pining. One explosive summer… Romance is weakness, and Jasmine Allen doesn’t have time for either. Lifelong cynic Jas is the queen of one-night things—until a plumbing disaster screws everything up and leaves her temporarily homeless. Luckily, she has someone to turn to: her best friend Rahul. For seven years, Rahul Khan has followed three simple rules. Don’t touch Jasmine if you can help it. Don’t look at her arse in that skirt. And don’t ever—ever—tell her you love her. He should’ve added another rule: Do not, under any circumstances, let Jas move into your house. Now Rahul is living with the friend he can’t have, and it’s decimating his control. He knows their shared dinners aren’t dates, their late-night kisses are a mistake, and the tenderness in Jasmine’s gaze is only temporary. One wrong word could send his skittish best friend running. So why is he tempted to risk it all?