He could have any woman he wanted. But for some reason, he wants me… Mack Hart is 28. He has a doctorate in Computer Engineering. He possesses an IQ of 172. And he has a bank balance containing nine zeroes. I’m Sidnie Beaver (and don’t think I haven’t heard all the jokes before.) I’m 22. I have trouble tying my shoelaces some days. And my bank balance is permanently, dangerously in the red. His research is so important that his rival will pay big money for it, and I desperately need some of that cash. When Mack demands I come to his office, I’m convinced it’s because he’s caught me on security camera taking photos of his files when I should have been cleaning. Instead, he seems more interested in the piece of paper I accidentally dropped the night before. It contains a rather steamy poem I wrote about my perfect fantasy man. I’m sure he thinks it’s about him, which isn’t surprising considering how accurately he fits the bill. Mortified, I explain that I write romance, but that it’s just a hobby, and I don’t have much experience in the real world. I wait for him to show me the door. Instead, he asks me to be his date at a party that evening. Terrified that he’s going to discover my secret, I try to turn him down. But Mack Hart is a man used to getting his own way.

It’s not every day you ask your best friend to get you pregnant. Oliver Huxley has asked me out on a date every month for the last ten years. And every time, I’ve said no. Yes, he’s a billionaire. Okay, he’s heart-meltingly gorgeous. And it’s true that he has a great reputation in the bedroom. Look, I have my reasons. He’s already broken my heart once. And I know he wants me only because he can’t have me. If I sleep with him, I’ll just end up another notch on his bedpost, and my heart won’t survive a second break. Whoever said it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all clearly didn’t know what he was talking about. However, I’m nearly thirty and, more than anything in the world, I want a baby. But there’s a three-year wait for a donor for single women at the clinic, and they suggest asking a friend. I might not want a relationship with Huxley, but there’s no doubt he’s a great dad to his eight-year-old daughter. So I ask him if he’ll help me out. He replies that he’s not doing anything in a cup. But he is prepared to try and get me pregnant the old-fashioned way. He says if I give him one night, we have a thirty percent chance of success, more than double what I could expect at the clinic. One night with my best friend. If we sate our hunger for each other, maybe we’ll be able to move on with our lives and put this ridiculous obsession behind us. I know he’s going to be great in bed. But he’s not going to be that good. Famous. Last. Words.

Faking love with your brother’s gorgeous best mate is never going to end well… I’ve had a crush on Titus Oates since I was sixteen. We met at my brother’s twenty-first birthday party. I asked Titus to kiss me, thinking he’d give me a peck on the cheek. Instead, he kissed the living daylights out of me. I was so young that it never came to anything. But I thought about him a lot. Eventually I moved to the UK. I didn’t think I’d ever see Titus again. And then he calls and says he’s in London. He wants me to be his fake date for the weekend. He needs to impress a wealthy investor. The guy lives in a stately home and is throwing a lavish event. Thrilled to see Titus again, I don’t hesitate to say yes. The trouble begins when my ex turns up while I’m talking to Titus on the phone. Titus drives all night across the country to make sure I’m all right. When he stays in my cottage to keep me safe, it’s clear there’s still something between us. And then, when we arrive at the stately home, we discover we’re sharing a room. It takes no time for our sizzling chemistry to turn faking love into making love. Titus is going back to New Zealand after his visit. And I work in the UK. We can’t possibly have a future together. But a short-term fling seems like a great idea. Until it’s time to part… \* Contains no cheating, no cliffhangers, just a scorching romance and a heart-melting HEA :-) Tropes fake relationship, one room, one bed, brother’s best mate, best mate’s little sis, fling, second chance, alpha hero, billionaire

A one-night stand with a sexy stranger seems like a great idea, until he turns out to be my new billionaire boss… When the gorgeous guy I meet in the bar on my last night in Auckland asks if I’d like to go back to his hotel room, I have to think about it. For a whole second. Tomorrow, I’m leaving the city. I’m finally escaping my calamitous life. So I throw caution to the winter wind. There’s no downside to a one-night stand with a hot young businessman, right? After the most intense and passionate night of my life, I do my Cinderella act and slip away. I’m disappointed to leave him behind, but desperate to start over. Unfortunately, disaster is determined to follow me across the country. I can’t find a permanent secretarial position in the whole of Wellington and have to resort to temping. The one room available for rent in the city is damp, the size of a matchbox, and beneath a herd of elephants. And my no-strings-attached fling results in a complication I’m totally unprepared for. Convinced I’ve reached rock bottom, I begin a new temp job. I walk into the office, and bump straight into my mystery man. The odd thing is that he doesn’t recognize me. He seems determined to act as if we’ve never met. And then he reveals he’s the CEO, and my new boss… \* Book 1: Talking Dirty with the Billionaire Boss (Mack and Sidnie) Book 2: One Night with the Billionaire Boss (Huxley and Elizabeth) Book 3: Faking Love with the Billionaire Boss (Titus and Heidi) Book 4: Cinderella and the Billionaire Boss (Saxon and Catie) Book 5: Alice and the Billionaire Boss (Kip and Alice) Book 6: Beauty and the Billionaire Boss (Damon and Belle) Contains no cheating, no cliffhangers, just a scorching romance and a heart-melting HEA :-) Tropes Cinderella, fairy-tale retelling, one-night stand, fling, soul mates, instalove, alpha hero, billionaire All the stories are standalones with HEAs and can be enjoyed without having read other books in the series. However, they do feature characters and couples from previous books.

One night in Wonderland is just the start of my adventures… On my twenty-fifth birthday, I decide enough is enough. Family responsibilities have made dating impossible. Now I’m single and inexperienced. Like, completely . My virginity is a millstone around my neck. And I want to get rid of it. All I need is one night, with one stranger, so I don’t look like an idiot when I start dating for real. My sister convinces this country bumpkin to sign up for Tinder, and to head to the city. My first two matches are complete failures, and I’m about to give up. Then I see Kip’s profile. I swipe right, and so does he. We chat for ages, and agree to meet that evening for dinner. He’s gorgeous. Kind. Sexy. Wicked. Perfect. So I tell him I want him to teach me as much as he can before the sun comes up. I ask for one night. But it’s only the start of Alice’s adventures in Wonderland… \* Contains no cheating, no cliffhangers, just a scorching romance and a heart-melting HEA :-) Tropes Fling, Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland, fairy-tale retelling, virgin heroine, one-night stand, instalove, soul mates, alpha hero, billionaire, he falls first

How to seduce your brother’s best mate in six easy steps… Just between you and me, my brother’s best mate is hot as . I’d never admit how I feel about him to my brother, Alex, because he warned me years ago never to go near his friends. I’ve never admitted it to Damon either. Even though he’s only six years older than me, he’s very much a man, so different from the boys I’ve dated over the past few years. Just the way he calls me ‘ma belle’ is enough to make me melt. But he treats me like his kid sister, which irritates the hell out of me. Then Alex asks Damon if he’ll pick me up from university in Wellington and drive me home to Christchurch for the Easter break. We have eight hours together with nothing to do but talk. He’s smart, bossy, arrogant, and so frickin’ sexy I could explode. By the time we’re halfway home, I want him more than the air I breathe. For the remainder of the journey, I flirt with him. Tease him. And then when we get home, I tell him I want him. He pins me up against the wall. Informs me he would never sleep with his best mate’s little sis. He says he’s not sweet, and he’s not gentle. And he insists a good girl like me should steer clear of bad boys like him. OMG. Now I want him more than life itself. So I invite all my friends around and ask them to tell me their best tips for seducing a man. We whittle it down to a list of six they insist will definitely work. Now, I just have to put them into practice, and see if I can bring him to his knees… \* Contains no cheating, no cliffhangers, just a scorching romance and a heart-melting HEA :-) Tropes Beauty and the Beast fairy-tale retelling, one-night stand, fling, soul mates, instalove, alpha hero, billionaire, brother’s best mate, best mate’s little sis

All I want for Christmas is a grumpy Santa in my stocking… Despite having the misfortune to be called Mistletoe, I love everything about the festive season – from dressing the tree to baking the cake to wrapping the presents, even though I can’t afford half the things I know my ten-year-old son, Finn, wishes for. When the primary school where I work asks me to find someone to play Santa at the Christmas fair, I’m happy to oblige. Suddenly, though, every person I know is conveniently busy. The only guy available has the least amount of festive spirit of anyone I’ve ever met. Alex Winters is the grumpiest man alive, but he is helping Finn to walk again, so I’m willing to overlook his grouchy temperament. It has nothing to do with the fact that he’s the most gorgeous guy ever to wear a Santa suit. Unfortunately, though, he seems to find my sunshine personality more irritating than attractive, which is why, when he asks me to sit on his knee and tell him what I want for Christmas, I refuse to comply. But then he calls me a brat and threatens to put me over his knee, and suddenly I’m getting festive tingles in all the right places. Finn hero-worships him, so as a special treat for my wheelchair-bound boy, and a secret present for myself, I invite Alex in for a drink after the office Christmas party. He turns out to have a heart of gold, frankincense, and myrrh that makes me melt. And his revelation of what he really thinks about me is a gift I never expected to get. The twelve days of Christmas turn out to be a magical mystery tour that leaves me longing for more. But Alex is hiding a secret that’s going to turn my world upside down…

Would you marry the most arrogant man you’ve ever met for a million dollars? James Marrying one of the richest, most eligible bachelors in New Zealand sounds like something out of a fairy tale, right? What girl could possibly say no if I proposed? Aroha Wihongi, that’s who. Marriage has never been high on my list of priorities, but my sister’s recent death has literally left me holding the baby—my three-month-old niece. Although having kids wasn’t on my list either, I have no intention of letting her absentee, alcoholic lowlife of a father within a mile of her. My lawyer says my chances of adopting her will improve vastly if I can ditch my reputation as a womanizer and stand before the court a respectable married man. So I’ve bought the ring, and now all I need is the right girl. Aroha’s perfect. She’s a nanny, so she’ll be able to look after my niece, because, let’s face it, I don’t know the first thing about babies. And she’s gorgeous, so nobody will have trouble believing that I fell in love at first sight and proposed immediately. Unfortunately, though, I’m not her favorite person, having dozed off while making out with her after we got drunk at a Christmas party. When I get down on one knee, she tells me to shove the ring where the sun doesn’t shine. But I remind her that I’m offering a business proposition. She’ll have to live with me, and outwardly, for the court, we’ll need to pretend to be madly in love. But at home we’ll have separate bedrooms, and after I get custody of my niece, we can start the two-year separation that we’ll need in order to divorce. She’ll get six months or so of living in my mansion, visiting five-star hotels, and eating in top restaurants. I’ll even buy her a brand-new Range Rover. I know her family is desperate for money, so I add a little something to sweeten the deal. One million dollars in exchange for a ring on her finger. Surely she won’t say no to that?