He remembers me. But I don’t remember him… us. Should I? Because when I look at my twins, I see him… Years ago, a car accident stole pieces of my memory. Now, I’ve landed a dream contract—to design a luxury resort. For Kirt Ross, a billionaire who radiates power and arrogance… and an irresistible, sinful charm. But there’s something about him. Something familiar. And when the Rizzo Mafia—his blood ties—sets its sights on me, he swears to protect me and my twins. His touch awakens a fire deep inside me. His gaze stirs memories buried in the shadows. And little by little… ...

Fake dating a soccer star wasn’t on my to-do list. Neither was falling for my enemy. Sebastian Kane is arrogant, charming, and completely off-limits. One smirk from him ruined my chance to save the gumwood trees. Now I’m stuck pretending to be his girlfriend. He needs a good image to save his inheritance, and I need his funding to save my project. Our deal is strictly business—until it isn’t. Passion ignites, and feelings become blurred. Then, a surprise changes everything… But Sebastian’s reaction breaks my heart. Can we find a way to turn fake into forever?

At my brother’s wedding, I had a hot one-night stand with the best man. Now, he’s my rich, grumpy boss with no clue about our kid… His broad, muscular back was so alluring. When this mountain of a man turned and winked at me, it took my breath away. He took my hand in his, and my eyes couldn’t contain the blaze of desire within me. He gave me the most unforgettable night. Five years later, I won a contest to meet the CEO of a huge company. It’s him. Sparks fly, but everything's complicated. He thinks I’m after his money and my brother wants to tear us apart. But now he’s all ...

I'm dangerous, untouchable—and completely irresistible to an arrogant Alpha who will get us both killed. Being a cursed Scarlet wolf brands me an outcast. Everyone at Moonhelm Academy keeps their distance. Touch me and burn—or so they say. Lying low until graduation should be easy—until Aydan appears, all rippling muscle and raw dominance. His pack wants my kind extinct, but I catch the heated stare of his icy blue eyes. Now, I can't get him out of my bed—I mean, head! Our forbidden chemistry is bad enough. But he awakens something worse: haunting visions of secrets that could ...

I hate Nico Moretti. The Reaper. The man who turns blood into power, whose name is spoken in fear and reverence. And in forty-eight hours, I'll be wearing his ring. Our marriage is meant to prevent a war, but it's the very thing that might ignite one. A mole is revealing sensitive information, causing chaos amongst mafia heads, threatening to destroy both our families. My father calls it business—like trading me to the devil is nothing more than balancing the books. I tell myself I can do this—I'm a Bellanti. I've survived worse than becoming a mobster's bride. But the real betrayal? My...

He locks me in his house, forces me to marry him, and impregnates me. I don’t need him to save me, but he says it’s for my own good. I’m his hostage, trapped in the confines of his house. I’m his forced bride, my belly growing with his baby. I’m not a docile damsel. I’m strong and independent. But he makes me a pawn in his Bratva games. He makes me a caged animal in his mind control scheme. I’m nothing but a prisoner, a Bratva bride without power. But the worst of it all is that my body is betraying me. It wants to be powerless, so that he can control it. It wants to be toyed ...

Hiding my billionaire identity, and fighting to keep her safe. I found her on a cold, dark night, clutching her newborn daughter and running for her life. I didn’t know then that saving her would alter my life forever. Now six years later, to start fresh she move to my small town, ending up as my tenant. From the moment our eyes met again, the electricity between us was impossible to ignore. She ignites something in me, something primal. I crave her, and every night I want nothing more than to hold her, feel her, and lose myself in her warmth. But just as we start to build a life together...

A billionaire, a baking competition, and an inconvenient attraction I can’t escape. The first time I met Dylan Dwyer, he insulted my cookies. The second time, he stole my win. Now, I’m stuck teaming up with the arrogant, insufferable, panty-melting playboy. Dylan may own a multi-million-dollar bakery empire, but in my kitchen, he’s just an annoying distraction—one I refuse to fall for. But the more we fight, the hotter things get. And when we finally combust? It’s scorching. He’s chaos. I’m looking for stability. My parents want me to choose a nice, responsible guy. So why do ...

Sleeping with the enemy was my first mistake. Falling for her was the second. Evan The first time I saw Juliette Lawson, I knew she was trouble. Not the kind you run from. The kind you chase—knowing she’ll burn you alive. Smart. Sexy. A legal assassin in heels. I didn’t know she had a plan. That she was using me. And I sure as hell didn’t see it coming— The moment she’d tear my world apart. Because I fell for her first. And now? I might not survive her truth. Juliette Evan Sinclair is everything I should hate. Sinfully handsome. Recklessly rich. I didn’t know who he was—not ...

In high school, I was the queen of the prom, but almost a decade later, I’m struggling to get by. Work keeps piling up, and Mike just sits there, hopeless and helpless, scratching his bloated stomach as he loses himself in yet another video game. I wanted more out of life. Some people are able to get it; people like Justin. He was a quiet kid in school. I barely noticed him, but now he’s a billionaire, and he’s bought the company I work for. He wants to buy me, too—one night for five million dollars. It’s life-changing money, so I can’t really say no, right? But how far will my ...

Off-limits. Dangerous. Addictive. But some rules are meant to be broken. I never should’ve fallen for my dad’s best friend—especially a billionaire photographer with silver at his temples and a body built for sin. Lucas Foster is twice my age and everything I shouldn’t want… but one reckless night proves I do. But just as fast as it started, reality crashes in. He’s a temptation- mistake I shouldn’t make twice. Yet fate has other plans. Now, I’m working side by side with the man who ruined me for anyone else. His smoldering glances, his teasing whispers, the way he makes me ...

My ex spoiled me for all other men—but there’s a catch. He’s my billionaire boss, and in a few hours, I’m walking back into his office. Three years ago, I had a secret fling with my best friend’s brother. I never wanted to leave him, but I feared losing my best friend if things went wrong. He couldn’t commit, so I walked away. Now, fate has forced me back into his world for a high-stakes project. The chemistry between us? Unstoppable. Every look, every touch ignites a fire I thought was long extinguished. One late night, the tension breaks, and I find myself in his arms again. ...

Dear Santa, I've been naughty with the doctor next door. Did I mention he's my bestie's dad? My Christmas list was simple this year—make money dog-sitting and save up for my surfing school. Then my bestie suggested asking her filthy rich dad for a loan. (Note to Santa: Bad life choices ahead.) Dr. Ethan Taylor opened his door looking like sin in a suit: all commanding presence and silver fox swagger. He mistakes me for an escort he ordered. After that humiliating encounter, I should've been good and stayed away. But my dogs kept finding their way to his place. And it turns out this bad ...

My childhood sweetheart is now my sworn enemy. I either resist the billionaire next door… or surrender everything. I should hate Theo Roberts. But his smoldering eyes make me melt. His touch sets my body on fire. Those hands… No! Focus, Mia. I inherited my grandmother’s beach house, and I’m not selling. Theo may have built an empire next door, but this place is my heart. And the cocky billionaire isn’t playing fair. We clash, we fight—every argument ending with me pinned against the wall, craving more. He’s ruthless, relentless, and utterly irresistible. I should walk away. ...

A Standalone Fake Marriage, Billionaire Romance. The fine print said 'business only...' Shame no one told my heart about the contract terms. You know those nightmares where you’re publicly humiliated and can’t escape? That’s my reality at my first SoHo gallery showing. I start off the night by mistaking Gideon King, billionaire art collector, for catering staff. (Though to be fair, how was I supposed to know that the tall, gorgeous man in the corner wasn’t there to help with the champagne trays??) And just when I think I might recover from that mortification, I accidentally spill ...