Librarian note: Older cover of B01HNMPTQ2. I wanted a secretary, not an obsession. It was supposed to be simple. 1. Aquire a fashion magazine. 2. Turn it into a cash cow. 3. Walk away. I got more than I bargained for the first day I walked into my new office. The extra perk? A secretary I can't take my eyes off. Or my hands. She's a dangerous distraction. The way she moves in those pencil skirts should be illegal. I break every rule in my book when I invite her into my office... ...and then I break more. I break her. It was supposed to be simple. But with my new secretary on her knees, begging for more? Things just got very, very complicated.. This is a full-length standalone novel with light BDSM themes, an HEA, and no cliffhanger.

I didn't swipe right to meet a prince on the run. When I match with the sinfully gorgeous Alec on a dating app, I have no idea he’s a billionaire prince. Surprise! I’m not looking to become a queen. But when our night at the bar turns into a getaway at his palace, our attraction sparks more powerful feelings than I expected. And I might end up wearing his crown...

He could be her downfall, but her body can’t resist. Christian Pierce revels in his bad boy reputation. Women are drawn to his ripped body and f\*ck-me smile like moths to a flame. His one rule? They get three wild nights of passion and then it’s over. No exceptions. It keeps everyone from getting too attached, and that’s something he sure as sh\*t doesn’t want. Until her. Quinn Campbell, a gorgeous PR pro in charge of managing Christian’s reputation. She explodes onto the scene, knocking him off course. One kiss and he’s ready to break his three-night rule for her. They’re all wrong for each other. He’s a cocky playboy with some serious baggage, and she’s not looking for love—especially not from an a\\hole like Christian. She knows he’s a hit it and quit it pr\*ck, but she can’t help herself. She can’t get him off her mind...or out of her bed. If things between them get too deep, her career is over...and if she learns Christian’s secret, he may never recover. They’re playing with fire, and they’re going to get burned... This is a full-length standalone billionaire romance with steamy scenes, adult language, an HEA, and no cliffhanger.

I’m robbing him blind, but he stole my heart. Jett Brandon is an arrogant pr\*ck who deserves his bad boy reputation. His hard, chiseled body and cocky smile look like they came right out of a magazine. He’s completely irresistible, and what’s more? He knows it. Money’s the love of his life. He lets women have a taste of him for a night or two...right up until they get emotional. He doesn’t have time for that sh\*t. Until her. Angelica Chandler is wrong for him on every level. She’s a gorgeous small-town girl who should be staying as far away from his bed as possible, not playing head games with him. Not tempting fate, and not playing with fire. But she’s got a dirty secret that won’t release her from its grip—and it has them both on a collision course for heartbreak. He’s the last man she should have anything to do with, but seducing him is her one chance at survival. That is, unless he seduces her first... This is a full-length standalone billionaire romance with steamy scenes, adult language, an HEA, and no cliffhanger.

The hotter the billionaire, the dirtier the rumors. Ace Kingsley has a ripped body, smoldering gray eyes that make panties drop, and a reputation for trouble. Two years away from the New York scene have only made him more irresistible...but he couldn’t care less if anyone wants him. As soon as he steps off his private jet, dirty whispers fill the city about where he was...and why he’s back. He doesn’t give a sh\*t what people are saying—they’re worthless to him. There’s not a woman on the planet who could capture his attention. Except Carolyn Banks. She’s way too good for him—confident, successful, and beloved by half of New York. He can’t say no to her, and he doesn’t want to. One sexy, no-holds-barred night together and they’re both in way too deep. But the truth about Carolyn’s real career might be more disastrous for them than the rumors swirling around Ace… This is a full-length standalone billionaire romance with steamy scenes, adult language, an HEA, and no cliffhanger.

The world thinks I’m a call girl. Now I have no choice but to be his fake fiancée. I’m not going to law school to become some rich man’s arm candy. Hell no. I intend to be a high-powered lawyer or nothing. That all goes to hell when I’m photographed with the president’s playboy brother. How can I get a job at a respectable firm if everyone thinks he pays me for a good time? Now that the president is involved, it’s clear: I’m trapped being Graham Blackpool’s fake fiancée. The ring on my finger is all politics. But it’s starting to feel so, so real…