The throwing part is where the cliche ends for me. He doesn't look endeared by the incident, nor amused. He looks mad as freaking hell. My brain freezes, mental capability flees, and I look away from his penetrating gaze, but that brings my focus to his chest, where coffee drips down onto his doubtless expensive shoes.I want to die. I have never wanted to die before, but if a magic wish were granted me now, I would happily cease to exist. I've just thrown a full and very hot cup of coffee all over my very hot new boss.

    There’s a price for power and I’ve paid it.No matter the cost.We were young when we met.I thought I could protect her from the world.Shield her innocence from darkness and evil.I believed what I felt for her could take down anything in our path.Even our fathers.But I was wrong.I learned my lesson.We’re not kids any more.Now I have an empire to run and there’s only one thing standing in my way.Kennedy.She’s not the girl she used to be.The woman is more gorgeous than ever and has a tongue laced with vengeance.The ruthless world has opened her eyes.She sees me as the threat I’ve become—her enemy.She calls me the devil.She’s right.But she’ll give the devil his due.Because I always get what I want, and I never stopped wanting her.**Soulless Knight is the first in the Mafia Billionaire Second-chance Enemies to Lovers Trilogy.**

    Her latest relationship ended while on her much-needed vacation, then upon her first day back at work, she learns that her beloved boss has quit – and despite having worked so hard for it, she’s not being considered for his position. Who is being considered for the position is none other than Kessler Rocha. Her ex-coworker and ex-lover, Kessler’s the man who broke her heart five years earlier and the reason she moved thousands of miles away, switched jobs, and created numerous voodoo dolls in Kessler’s (very burly, very handsome) liking. Yup. Worst week ever. New in town and on her turf, Kessler promises he’s not the same man he was – and considering he’s now a single father to a precocious toddler, he’s telling the truth. But he’s still an arrogant and devilishly charming man who’s taking over the position Nova feels she deserves. The fact that he’s gotten even more sexy over the years doesn’t help either. Now Nova and Kessler have the choice to let bygones be bygones, or fight with each other every chance they get, with unresolved sexual tension only adding fuel to the flames, creating a fire that might just burn down the whole office. In the corporate world they say it’s just business, nothing personal. Nova and Kessler are about to show just how personal things can get.

     But one look at Cade Hill, the sexy new sports director, and uptight reporter Rebecca Fieldstone is daydreaming about other things. Sex in his office… Sex in the on-set kitchen… Sex in the supply closet… She can’t stop thinking about the former NFL quarterback and how perfect he’d look between her sheets—except he’s an arrogant jerk with a huge… ego. He’s the last guy she’d ever have a one-night stand with. Cade Hill draws a thick professional line on office romance—until it comes to the hyper-focused Rebecca. He wants her, and he gets his wish when a chance encounter has them having the hottest sex of their lives. It’s just a hook-up, she says. When can we do it again? he says. With Rebecca determined to keep Cade in the friend zone, it’s going to be an uphill battle for Cade to convince her he’s the last guy she’ll ever want. THE LAST GUY is the first white-hot CONTEMPORARY ROMANTIC COMEDY from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills and Tia Louise. It features Fireball-fueled hookups, Doritos Locos Tacos, attack monkeys, toddlers in tiaras, and one fabulous drag queen. Prepare for frantic clicking (or page flipping!) and smoking-hot sexytimes all the way to the out-of-this-world happily-ever-after.

    My rules."Three years of celibacy was my life.But now Angela's presence makes things exceptionally.... hard .After the winter storm, she was supposed to be a temporary guest.But, Santa must have a sick sense of humor... I'm addicted to every inch of her.Her full breasts. Her curvy hips. Those sweet innocent eyes filled with untapped potential.The problem is I don't ask. I take. And if let myself loose....I'm afraid nothing will stop me from having all of her.

    At Seemore Temps they pride themselves on the three B’s. Beauty, Brains, and Bounty. They supply the mostly male-driven businesses of Manhattan with able women that can do the job, and look good too. Needless to say, we’re a popular Agency.Working for Mason Chase should have been easy. He was married, kind and a bit of a flirt, but pretty harmless. Not like James Murtaugh or the Shameless Bastard as I’ve come to call him. He’s the ruthless, arrogant CEO of Renowned Investment Financial, and he’s set his eyes on... me.He can have any woman he wants and will go to great lengths to have them. I need this job, but I want, Christ, what do I want? Do I give in? Let him conquer me like some Emperor? Or do I stay in my place and collect the paycheck? We shall see, either way, it’s gonna be interesting.All good things must come to an end, right?Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

    New Life. It was time to leave it all, and the mistakes I’d made, behind. At least that was plan, until I spent the night with him He was supposed to be a one and done. Someone I’d forget and never think about again. Twenty-four hours later, my life is center stage. Standing in front of a thousand strangers and right next to the one-night stand I promised to forget. The man I had spilled all of my drunken secrets to. To make matters worse…he’s my boss’s son and he’s about to spill a secret of his own. One Last Mistake is a standalone billionaire romance and is Book 3 of The Ironwood Billionaire Series.

    It started with her old man. That stubborn bastard set me up. He knew what he was doing, and I fell for his daughter before I even heard her voice.What was he thinking, trying to set her up with a prick like me?INKEDLittle Miss Goody-Two-Shoes just moved in next door.She’s a good girl, the kind I want to ruin. It’s only a matter of time before I'll have her in my arms and clinging to me the way I need her to.The problem is, she knows I’m bad news. I’ve always been trouble.MR. CEOI’m used to dominating the boardroom and getting what I want.But I’ve never wanted anyone like her.Even though I have the world at my beck and call, it no longer excites me. Nothing does.Until she comes along.

    you have to think like a thief. And Rian Beaumont was my mark. I’d start by stealing her kisses. But I already knew that wouldn’t be punishment enough. The only crime I committed was almost stealing her from my brother, and for that, I served my time. She thought she knew me, but she had it all wrong— I was nothing like my brother. To prove her wrong, I was going to steal her heart and make her mine. RianOliver Wexler might not have been the one that ruined my life five years ago, but he basically drove the getaway car. The only thing more dangerous than kissing the enemy... sleeping with the enemy. Good thing I had no intentions of doing either. But Ollie had a pesky habit of sticking his nose— and his lips--where they didn’t belong. Even though I’ve already learned my lessons about falling for a man like him. Because with a Wexler brother, it was never only your future on the line . . . but your heart too.

    London Manchester. Named for the beautiful city I long to visit one day. The rich history, the beautiful sights, I want to explore it all.What I don’t expect to do is land in this majestic country and find love with a sweet and sexy British cop on suspension for assaulting a well-deserving suspect. I don’t expect to never want to leave, either. To become so addicted to that sexy accent, those loving words, and did I mention the accent?London is calling, and the name is Quinn Page.

    

    The mustard-stained apron never suited her anyway. She looks a lot better in stockings and a pencil skirt.She's given me a list. “Smile.” “Tell people ‘good job.’” “No growling!” She doesn’t seem to understand that running a Fortune 500 company isn’t the same thing as selling sandwiches.She’s determined though, and determination is exactly what I’m looking for in my new assistant. So I’ll humor her and follow her little list, just long enough that she thinks she’s got me under control.But once I get her in bed, I’ll growl all I want.WENDYI’m going to tame the big bad Mr. Wolfe, and if I can’t break his iron fist, I’ll at least put a cute little mitten over it so he doesn’t hit his employees so hard.

    A breach of silence. A heart fueled by vengeance. It all consumes the life of one Unruly Defender.The first thing Eddie swore when he walked out of prison was that justice would prevail. He didn’t throw the first punch that landed him in prison, but he will make sure this time, he will be the last one to strike.The twists and turns of Gracelynn’s life ended when she found new friends along with the perfect job. That is until the owner shows up and tips the balance of her life in a frustrating, and eventually dangerous way.With every heartbeat Eddie gets closer to unraveling a secret that took lives, and in the end will risk the woman who touched his heart. Life is full of surprises and unknowingly crossed paths, but emotions and vengeance are bound to collide into a deadly explosion. Will Eddie be the one coming out on the losing side again or is he willing to give up the one thing he wants more than his next breath? Vengeance or love? Justice or death? In the end, the choice might not be his.

    At night, I’d relax on the lanai while sipping a glass of wine.But that all changes when I meet him.Sexy. Intriguing. Haunted.And easily fifteen years younger than me.I should walk away. The last thing I need after turning forty is a middle-age crisis in the form of an Australian Adonis.But something keeps drawing me back to him. So I make a proposition. One week. No last names. No expectations.It’s the perfect plan…Until I learn the true identity of my vacation fling.They say temptation can be dangerous.I didn’t realize it could be so deadly.

    This is exactly the fresh start she needs to put the past and a messy divorce behind her. She might have bought into the ideology of Mr. Right once, but that myth was long busted—been there, done that—and she has the broken heart to prove it.When a family emergency causes her bestie to bail on her minutes before their flight takes off, Autumn finds herself alone and bound for the “Island of Love.” Her friend had an itinerary chock-full of girlfriend goodies planned—massages, salsa lessons, parasailing… Okay, maybe not parasailing, but this was going to be a week of fun, and now it’s a week for one. Armed with her Best Friends Guide Book for Having Fun—and no best friend—Autumn plans to check into her beachside villa with her new BFF, Captain Morgan.Being ranked one of the top surfers in the world does have its perks, but discovering your sex-tape was released on social media? Definitely not one of them. On the heels of a scandal that has sponsors threatening to cancel his contracts, Balen Kroft has strict instructions from his publicist to lie low for the next week while this whole fiasco blows over. Seven days of incognito before hitting the surf again at the Titans of Mavericks Invitational might not be such a bad thing—rest, relaxation, and fun in the sun… Until he comes face-to-face with his own personal riptide. If he’s not careful, Autumn Harris may just pull him under.The fiery ginger has no idea who Balen is and he’s determined to keep it that way. After the last eight months and a series of self-destructive behaviors, he’s content to let her believe he’s a homeless, beach-bumming surfer, living a carefree life one day at a time.Autumn’s sexy vagabond is just charming enough to convince her to let him crash in the spare room of her villa. In exchange, he offers to be her new bestie for the week, taking her on all the excursions her friend had planned. It’s a tempting offer… Her own personal tour guide and the possibility of some hot, no-strings, surfer-guy sex? What woman in her right mind would turn that down? She’s a big girl who knows the score. What can possibly go wrong?