Can two people with broken hearts help each other to heal? When I interview for the position of nanny for a billionaire’s three-month-old daughter, I’m looking for an escape. From my past, from my memories, and from those both alive and dead who refuse to give me peace. Kingfisher House is exactly what I need—a huge, quiet retreat high atop the cliffs overlooking New Zealand’s rugged coastline, straight out of a Gothic novel. It even has its own brooding hero. Ben Prince is gorgeous, stern, and withdrawn, and he’s forbidden everyone to discuss what happened to baby Estella’s mother. It’s only as I delve deeper into his life that I discover although his heart has been broken, it’s not for the reasons I first thought. We’re both determined not to get involved. But as we reveal each other’s secrets, heat rises between us until it’s too strong to fight. All we can do is hope it doesn’t consume us completely…

Only I could get marooned on a desert island with the man who broke my heart… The last thing I want is to be forced to live with the guy I broke up with seven years ago. Okay, the desert island is paradise—if you ignore the spiders the size of my hand. And it’s true that Theo Prince is still the most gorgeous guy I’ve ever seen. But I’m determined he won’t break my heart again. Then the tropical storm hits. It’s sooooo hot. The cave we’re sheltering in is really small. Theo’s loin cloth isn’t leaving much to the imagination. And then he tells me a secret that changes everything… The whole world knows we escaped in a life raft together, and everyone’s rooting for us to have our second chance. But will I come out of this disaster with my life—and my heart—intact?

Imagine meeting the richest, most gorgeous guy in London… And he's obsessed with YOU... On my thirtieth birthday, I decide it’s time to make some changes. Okay, it’s really only one change. No more men. Gone is the boyfriend who cheated on me with my best friend. Gone are all the disastrous relationships that have left me dispirited and jaded. I’m tired of giving my fragile heart to a man, only to have him trample all over it. Instead, I’m going to concentrate on my career, which I love. As a valuer of art, antiques, and jewelry, I’m passionate about people’s prized possessions. My family owns a chain of toy stores that originated from one toy shop in London’s Regent Street, and I decide it’s time I saw where it all began. It’s the trip of a lifetime, one a man can’t spoil, because there’s no way I’d get involved with a guy who lives on the other side of the world. And then Callum walks into the London store. Twelve years ago, we spent one sensational night together at a New Year’s Eve beach party in New Zealand. I thought I’d never see him again. But here he is. In the very muscular, very hot, and very British flesh. He’s changed a lot since that night. He’s more serious, more ambitious, and a whole lot richer. He wants one more night with me. I can give him that without falling for him. Without my life collapsing again around my ears. Can’t I?

If you were penniless and lonely, and you’d lost all hope, would you let Santa, the Billionaire grant you a wish? I fell in love with Nick Prince the day I started work as his PA, but I knew it would never work for two reasons: a) He was married, and b) his wife was my best friend. Boy, do I know how to pick ’em. So I ignored my feelings, and I got on with my life as best as I could. Then Olivia died, leaving us both devastated. Two years later, he’s still grieving. I don’t think he’s ever going to get over losing her. He doesn’t feel the same way I do, and he’s never going to be mine. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life waiting for him, and anyway, I have to leave. My sister is in trouble and needs my help – not that I have any money left to give her. I’m broke, and I can’t afford to keep flying up to see her. I need to move closer to her, and keep her safe from her abusive husband. I go into Nick’s office to hand in my resignation, and I discover him in a Santa suit. He’s off to the local children’s hospital to hand out teddies from his toy store. And then he points to the mistletoe hanging from his office door… I’m ready to move on with my life. It’s too little, too late. I’m over him, and my priorities have changed. The last thing I want is a Christmas kiss from Saint Nick, even if the look in his eyes is anything but saintly. Oh… who am I kidding? Maybe just one before I go…

He’s my brother’s best mate, and he’s totally out of bounds… It’s been a tough year. I’m an athlete, and although I won a silver medal at the Olympics, I really wanted to win a gold for my mom. I’m determined to do it next time, but right now I’m ready for a much-needed break. The last thing I want to do is go to my brother’s wedding. Kai is an All Blacks rugby player, and so’s my ex, who’ll be there with his gorgeous new girlfriend. The wedding is on Valentine’s Day. And I don’t have a date. That really sucks. Then my brother’s geeky but gorgeous best mate, Lucas Prince, suggests we go together. Kai’s been nagging him to get a date, and he thinks it’ll be funny if he picks his mate’s little sis. However, Kai has given me strict instructions never to date any of his friends again. Also, my father has a history with the Prince family, and he’ll blow a gasket if he thinks we’re together. On the other hand, Lucas is hot as, and I’m tired of being alone. All he’s suggesting is that we fake a relationship for a few days. What could possibly go wrong?

It was only supposed to be a one-night stand… Over the past year, my life has fallen apart. First, my father died. Then I broke up with my boyfriend. My mother and sister have been a constant thorn in my side. And now it looks as if I’m going to have to close my bar. The last thing I need is to complicate matters by falling for a man. Especially one like Jacob Prince. Okay, he’s gorgeous, we have lots in common, and he’s a great combination of hot, gentle, and kind. But he also has a baby on the way with his ex, and I don’t need that kind of hassle in my life. Anyway, he’s only in Queenstown for a couple of nights, so I decide to keep it simple. A one-night stand is the perfect solution. The trouble is, when we end up snowed in, the one-night stand turns into two, then three. It’s a shame not to take advantage when we’re so good together, even though we both understand it can only last until the snow melts. But as my life continues to crumble, Jacob’s the one thing I can cling to that brings me any joy. I need to move on, but how do I do that when he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me?