I never meant to fall for my best friend’s father—the grumpy, gorgeous billionaire I should’ve run from. One broken-down car. One reckless night. And suddenly, I’m in Calder Thorne’s arms, breaking every rule without even knowing it. I thought he was just a brooding mechanic with rough hands and a wicked mouth—one drink, one kiss, one night we swore to forget. The real heartbreak comes later—when I realize he’s the father of the one person I can’t afford to lose. He’s older. Hardened by loss. Off-limits in every way. And when he touches me, it’s like he’s starving ...

Falling for the grumpy billionaire boss was never part of the plan. Billionaire Steven Ross is grumpy, cold, calculated, and impossible to please. He glares like I’m a walking disaster. Maybe I am, with my bright ideas and even brighter lipstick. I was hired to fix his company and shake things up. He hates me. But underneath the growl and the glare, I catch glimpses of something else. He checks on me when I work late. He defends me in front of the board. And one night, when I’m spiraling, he just… holds me. I tell myself it means nothing. Then when we get stuck in the elevator he ...

Winona I’m expected to join the family business which for generations, has been run by the eldest daughters. Instead, I work hard to find my own path. When I land a prestigious job as Julian Sanders’ assistant, the CEO of a fast-growing management consultancy firm, I’m determined to succeed. But on my first day, I discover Julian is the deliciously hot, older, one-night stand I haven’t been able to forget for three years. Julian Winona Smith was supposed to be a one-off pleasurable way to wind down after a hard day’s work. The young, curvy woman has become an obsession that ...

Being a single dad while managing one of the biggest businesses in New Orleans keeps me very busy. I spend my free time with my daughter, Bella—reading to her, styling her hair, or choosing nail polishes appropriate for an eight-year-old. But I’m okay with that, because she is my whole world. After my divorce, I made myself a promise: I wouldn’t date until Bella was older. Then, all my good intentions go up in smoke when I hire our newest chef for the flagship restaurant in the French Quarter.

Holland Beck – yes, after the country, and no, the story isn’t a good one – hates flying. On the brink of boarding a flight from Heathrow to Los Angeles, she panics. She can’t do it. Travelling triggers all the trauma of her past, the childhood memories she’s done her very best to forget. But thanks to cool, calm and collected Xander, Holland somehow manages to board the plane. Twelve hours and six thousand miles later, they touch down in LA and aren’t quite able to say goodbye. They make arrangements to meet at the end of Santa Monica Pier in three days time.