I got the job as a professional muralist for New York’s wealthiest citizens, and I had the perfect relationship with a man I wanted to start a family with. Five years later, I’m single, barely employed, and thousands of dollars in debt to New York’s best infertility treatment centre. It turns out the only thing I couldn’t control was my body -- it betrayed me and left me with a diagnosis of untreatable, inexplicable, devastating -- infertility.When a cowboy billionaire appears out of the blue, offering an exorbitant amount of money for a job I can complete in a month, there’s no question that I’m hopping on a plane to New Mexico. It’s the perfect opportunity -- to forget the family I’ll never have.But when the limo rolls up to Rowan Corbett’s estate in the middle of nowhere, I know that there’s one more thing I won’t be able to control. With thick black hair, sapphire eyes, and a jawline that could cut steel, Rowan looks like he just stepped out of a wild west book from fifty years ago. As the weeks go by … I start to wonder, can love be the cure I’m looking for? Rowan is a standalone romance with an HEA.

     Shoshana Haufman’s life is complicated enough without adding a man to the mix. Her employees depend on her for their livelihood and her father, with his diminishing health, is sending her to an early grave, or a bed at Bellevue Hospital. All of that changes when her newest client, Patrick Kelly, waltzes into her showroom looking to purchase a bespoke suit. Tall, prematurely gray, and handsome poured into a three-piece suit, Patrick pushes all of Shoshana’s buttons. Lust as first sight is the order of the day, the chemistry is undeniable. And despite her initial reservations, Shoshana breaks her cardinal rule: never have sex with a client. Never allow anyone to get the best of you…. Not willing to be just a client with benefits, Patrick sets out to crack this five-foot anomaly in four-inch heels. It’s either all or nothing. And he doesn’t lose. After all, everything he has he’s worked damn hard for. So what could be so difficult about a mere woman who barely reaches his chest? That ‘mere woman’ begins to resemble a concrete wall. Instead of figuring out how to convince her to be in his world, he finds that sacrifices have to be made on his end. Throw in some sweaty sex, frozen yogurt, and a heavy dose of trust, this silver fox has found the perfect remedy to make this master tailor realize it takes courage to love, and be loved, and that the love given to you is an amazing sacrifice.

    As a widowed father to a daughter he doesn't recognise, he really has no time for his mother's interference with his love life. She and her church friend can stop handing out photos of him to the single ladies of the congregation and let him try to be the paternal and maternal figure his daughter so desperately needs. Abigail Yeboah ignores most of what happens in her mother's church. She's focused on her budding business and she's certainly not interested in playing Evil Queen to Liam McNamara's brat. But when Abigail catches his daughter in an act of vandalism, she finally understands it's not only the child who needs her, but the man.

    Because she's black, she assumes she can't be prejudiced. She ignores her heart's reminder that she left Jonathan because he was white. She also ignores the warning bells that tell her she's with her finance, Doctor Steven Anderson, because her parents approve of the colour of his skin. With him, she can have the babies her parents will love, the babies she couldn't have with Jonathan. Jonathan Steele finally has what he wanted, a promising career with a good law firm. Love is the last thing on his mind. He thought he had it once, but spent seven months of his life in jail, betrayed by the woman who claimed she loved him. Kari's purchase of a timeshare brings Jonathan and his firm back into Kari's. Can they dismiss their past or will final judgement sentence them to try again?

    A newly-minted attorney with an eye on the big leagues, she quickly discovers that her brains are not enough in the dog-eat-dog world of a major law firm. When her supervisor pressures her to sleep with him, and when a family crisis forces her to make bad decision after bad decision, she discovers that the only person in her corner is the owner of the firm himself, Robert Colgate, a man who favors Bree from the start and ends up breaking every rule he has lived by, including sleeping with and craving the young and brilliant Bree, even though she works for him.But when Robert finds himself accused of sexual harassment, it is Bree who ends up in his corner, not only to help get his good name back, but to help him through turbulent nights where their unbridled passion for each other becomes a powerful antidote to the craziness around them. Bree and Robert forge a different kind of interracial love affair, the kind built on trust and need and perseverance. And even when Robert’s son comes into the picture, and attempts to drag his mother, Robert’s ex, back in with him, it is that very love that’s tested over and over, almost to the breaking point.

    But how does one persevere when in the clutches of a Monster?

    When she discovers she doesn’t have her wallet with her license in it, she decides it’s time to use her feminine charms to get out of being hauled off to jail. The super short skirt and the f*me high-heeled boots should do the trick, but this cop doesn’t seem impressed in the least.Tripp is finding it hard to remain detached and professional while doing his job looking at the chocolate beauty he’s just pulled over. And when he discovers she’s driving without a license, procedure dictates he asks her to step out of the car. With a body he’d like to sample right there on the side of the road, this woman forces him to make her a proposition that has nothing to do with the law—no strings attached sex, all weekend long. But what will he do when it’s time for Toya to leave his small town and go back to New York?