She is convinced that she has it all - money, a blossoming career in marketing, and a last name that opens every door in Washington, D.C. Is it good looks and charm... Tremaine Henley is a former playboy, turned single father, who seems to have everyone hanging onto his every word. He wants to be seen as more than just a handsome face, but can’t seem to get anyone take him seriously. At first meeting, both Ayda and Tremaine believe the other has everything. Tremaine sees Ayda as the woman of his dreams because she’s beautiful and high-powered. At the same time, Ayda sees Tremaine and automatically determines that he’s a heartbreaker who can have any woman that he wants. Their attraction is strong, but so are their insecurities, which threaten to keep them from ever seeing that their truly fortunate for having found each other.

    

    Four years later, Violet has recently finished college and Cooper is now a huge pop star. While both are letting loose in Las Vegas they find each other in a crowded bar. With their connection still burning red hot, they decide to make their union official and forever. But the thing standing in their way aren't the tabloids, it's their meddling mothers willing to do almost anything to break them apart again. Will their history and their love, along with their one special treasured bond be enough to win this time?

    He’s handsome, talented, and NFL bound, so being tied down to one chick is the last thing on his mind. Daisie Brown comes along and makes him see things differently with little effort. Suddenly, he doesn’t mind turning in his players card. But you know what they say, old habits die hard. Jigga realizes that the he may not be strong enough to handle the temptation the moment he’s drafted to an NFL team.

    Success, women, money. The name Walker Holcomb meant something. I was on top of the world. It was a damn long way to fall. My third album tanked, and I looked for answers in a whiskey bottle. I went from the top of every sexiest man list to the butt of every joke on late night. Only thing in worse shape than me is the family farm. Old place is as ramshackle and beat up as I am—another damned lost cause. Until I open my screen door one day and find her on my front porch. Luscious and fiery. Stubborn as hell. Irresistible. Nothing’s had me this fired up in a long time. She makes me crazy. I want to shout and cuss at her. I want to get my hands on that body. Part of me wants to throw her off my porch, tell her to keep walking till she crosses the property line. The rest of me wants to back her up against the rail and hike up her skirt. Even bloodshot eyes can see she’s just what I’ve been waiting for.

    From the outside looking in she seems impossible to love, but through the eyes of Niam Browning she’s the only thing that matters. Her smile exudes confidence. Her words demand respect. Everything about her only makes him love her more. Even with the strong feelings that Niam has for her, the status of their relationship has yet to change. He wants more, but Naomi’s less than favorable track record with men, keeps him from taking the next step. In the blink of an eye, Niam’s life begins to spiral out of control and Naomi is the only one that he can count on to be there when he needs it most. Without warning, everything changes and neither of them can escape the bond that’s present between them. But even their bond isn’t prepared for the deceitful ways of the mind. Will Naomi and Niam overcome their own illusive thoughts and love each other beyond their flaws? Or will everything prove to be too much for them to handle?

    even if their wickedly alluring dark eyes and absurdly cocky attitude will have you wetting your panties faster than you can say Oops.Book 1 - Hating my Brother's Best FriendThat prick! He just took over my business without so much as my consent.Now, he has the nerves to act like he's the boss around here!I always knew I would end up doing some serious bodily damage to him one day.I just did not know it was going to end up being of the heart variety.Book 2 - Hating My New RoommateWhat was my grandpa doing dumping a rich prick onto my lap?Really, I don't mind having a roommate.But does it have to be this infuriatingly gorgeous guy who just can't stop meddling with my life!?Book 3 - Hating The Billionaire PrickI have to live with that high and mighty jerk for six months?He's already harassing me about how messy everything is in MY house.Already making suggestions about what to change...And I have no choice but to bear with that grump for six months?!Book 4 - Hating the Best ManThe feud between our parents has nothing on our hatred for each other.The world will freeze over before I have anything to do with that A-Hole...But did I say our best friends are getting married to each other?And I'm stuck with that same A-Hole for a WHOLE week planning the wedding!But wait, it gets worse...Like ending up handcuffed to your worst enemy after a wild night out kind of worse.And with no key in sight. Eeeeeeeeeerp!

    I was too young and dumb to realize good men didn't come around every day. At twenty-one, I gave King away thinking we needed to mature, sow our wild oats, find our passion, and all the other silly mess that I currently regret.He married someone else, but if she ever messed up, I was going to be there because he was still the man that was everything I ever wanted but didn't know I needed. One day, I hoped King would be mine again.Two years, I was still broken up about it. But, two years was all it took for her to do the unforgivable. That was all I needed. I was going to make him mine again.

    His spell isn't able to be escaped so easily. Money Malaya Richardson is able to attest to the fact. “Love, this is a custom Chanel piece. You don’t wear custom Chanel to three-star restaurants. The earrings alone were $2,500. It’s niggas in here wishing upon a star for that $2,500 to fall out of the sky right now and would do just about anything to get it. Here you are, ready to – unknowingly – hand it to them.” Prophet shoved his hands into both of his pockets to keep himself in line. Tittering, he leaned in, again, and asked, “Money, you trying to get me sent back upstate from bodying one of ‘em about you?” “Please,” she sneered. “You’re killing me, Money. I’m standing on half-buffed floors in front of people who don’t deserve either of our presence and you’re as dazzling as I imagined. Walking out of that door will be harder than the two years I just did. However, your comfort will always be the mission and Money will always be the motto.” Reaching his full potential in height, Prophet buttoned the single button that he’d undone upon reaching Money.

    

    

    Money, music and headaches. A town that depends on my name to make a living and I’m ready to leave it all behind. I'm tired of staring down the hill from my mansion at a town that resents me. I’ve chosen to hide in plain sight, blending in and keeping to myself. Hiding who I really am. Until she crashed the last party I’d ever have and made me realize everything I was missing. Cora Sinclair is anything but your average woman. Gorgeous with curves in all of the right places From the moment I saw her the music and blood pumped through me. A feeling I hadn’t had in years. But she came with a purpose, a night of fun and to confront the one person that is destroying her town, me. She wasn't counting on staying for the weekend and uncovering my deepest, darkest secrets that would change her live too. Legend is a 50,000 word, standalone, Rock Star romance with plenty of steam, no cheating and a HEA.

    All year-round too, not just on Christmas.I think it’s enough.But it’s a lonely life of being Mr. Claus without his significant other.Checking in on the dressing room when I know I can’t be today Santa I find what I’ve been looking for.Her.But I know it’ll never be enough. Not until I have her as my own.A lifetime’s worth of yearning solved in one single moment.The day I meet my one true love.And it’s Christmas.There are angels, and I’ve had one fall to earth.Right in my lap.Carol.My Christmas Carol.CAROLI hate Christmas.But it’s usually a way to pick up extra work when everyone else is on holiday.But I only hate it because it means being alone.Again.Until I see Lucian.He’s my forever Christmas, even if it’s only in my mind.The dream boss I figured wasn’t my boss at all.As if an older guy like him would ever go for a younger curvy girl like me.But he does.He insists on it and I can’t refuse.Maybe this Christmas won’t be so bad after all?

    Concludes the end of this series.