You’ll love these hot-as-sin Billionaires…Down Under ;) Logan Skye.Drop-dead gorgeous and knows it, shameless playboy and confirmed bachelor, heir to a luxury hotel empire.He has everything a man could want: fast cars, faster women, more money than God.It’s all about to be taken away from him thanks to a pesky little clause in his late father’s will.That is…unless he gets married.I’m Talia Rose, heir to a stack of debts and broken dreams, hiding from my past in the land down under. I am everything except a doting fiancée: Feisty. Stubborn. And determined to hate all men.Including Logan.Especially Logan.Imagine my surprise when Logan makes me the proposal of the century.All we have to do is to fake a whirlwind courtship, fool everyone that we’re desperately in love and get married in less than thirty days. Never mind he’s the most arrogant, annoying asshole I’ve ever met. I just have to ignore the electric, hateful, lusty sparks that fly when we’re together and focus on the big fat payday that will solve all my problems. I just have to NOT fall in love.Piece of (wedding) cake. Right?If you’re not into smirky, cheeky billionaires and the sassy, independent gal he can’t help falling for, don’t read this book. If you’re not into flamboyantly fabulous bosses, outrageous won’t-take-no-for-an-answer sisters and a butler with more back-chat than shock jock radio, you definitely shouldn’t read this book. We warned you.

    I didn’t think I’d ever see him again. The way he left. The way he broke my heart when we were still teenagers. It’s still surreal to think about.Surreal… and pathetic. I still wear the bracelet he gifted me. Still miss his gentle touch. And the look in his eyes that said he loved me. But a lot has changed since we broke up. Ryan is a billionaire. He has women swooning over him. There’s no reason for me to think that he feels the same way about me. Seeing him back in town is going to be hard. Keeping my distance from him… even harder. Mending my heart was never easy. And doing it a second time around will be near impossible?Read as part of this series or as a stand-alone book. No Cliffhangers and a HEA!

    He blew my mind.It was just a wedding fling, and we would never see each other again, right?Being paired with Doctor Dreamy wasn’t something I was prepared for.The night was unforgettable, in more ways than one.The connection was instant, but all good things come to an end.But those blue eyes can’t be mistaken.The new supervising doctor starting today at my hospital is none other than Doctor Dreamy. It’s my final year of residency, but the memory of his body drives me wild. I need to fight these feelings with everything I have…But he’s resisting this energy we have by pretending he doesn’t know me.So, I have a choice to make.But is he worth the risk…

    But aren’t rules meant to be broken? Nora Ridgeway was comfortable in her relationship; her boyfriend was not. Now, jobless, homeless, and boyfriendless, Nora sets out for Washington D.C. to prove to herself—and her mother—that she can actually “adult”. Her “No more bad decisions” policy is tested right away when her new boss proves to be tall, dark, and broodily handsome. Can she resist his adorable dimple to keep her job and her dignity? Andrew Forrester is Mr. I-Don’t-Do-Relationships. He’s focused on his career and doesn’t have time for emotional females. Until he watches his new assistant swimming in a bikini and wonders what it would be like to trace the drops of water on her body with his tongue. Unfortunately, rule #1 of having a subordinate is “No touching”. But, what if no one found out? Can Nora and Andrew figure out a way to navigate an office romance while still each getting what they want?

    However, with his and Taylor's wedding just weeks away, he wants to adopt Reese so she'll be his daughter not only in his heart but also in the eyes of the world. Unfortunately, a single letter from Reese's biological mother in prison sends Jordan King, a man who believes he might be Reese’s father, to Taylor's door and puts his plan in jeopardy.A Billionaire's Love is the fifteenth book in USA Today best selling author Christina Tetreault’s The Sherbrookes of Newport Series. While it can easily be read as a standalone story, you'll likely enjoy reading the other books, too.

    After her boss and ex, Devon Shepperton, ends up dead, Lake worries someone is trying to kill her too.When Devon’s Navy SEAL twin, Drake, shows up to settle his late brother’s estate, she reaches out for help. Drake offers to keep her safe in his condo until danger passes—especially as she’s pregnant with his brother’s child. But as the two spend more time together, Lake soon realizes that with the gruff and delicious SEAL around, keeping her heart intact might be her biggest challenge.Drake knows he’s returning to his SEAL team, so getting romantically entangled with the gorgeous Lake is definitely off the table. His role is protector, not lover. Then comes The Kiss. That one kiss from Lake is throwing him off his game, and making him feel things he’s never felt.But he needs to stay focused. The danger to Lake is very real, and he strongly suspects the Shepperton Foundation is at the heart of it. As the danger swirling around them becomes a tempest, Drake finds himself drawn closer to Lake, realizing he’ll do just about anything to keep her safe. And to win her heart…

    Uh uh. No.This can’t be happening.Griffin Keith is absolutely not sitting behind my boss’s desk.He’s certainly not looking at me like he’s just won a decade-old rivalry.And I definitely don’t find him just as unbelievably sexy as I did back in our college days.…I guess today must be Opposite Day.So this is what I get for company loyalty, huh?Working my butt off for eight years, I've made it all the way to vice president.But now the business is going under and look who’s stepped in to pick up the pieces.Yeah, that’s right.The cockiest billionaire in Manhattan real estate.The one guy in this city who can get under my skin with a single smirk.The tyrannical, egotistical hunk I spent all of college in hateful lust with.Just. My. Luck.I know Griffin’s only keeping me around to get his kicks in.Once he’s bored playing with me, I’ll be fired faster than you can say "Hate you very much".What’s my plan? Well, I don’t have one… yet.But you’d better believe that I’m not taking this — or anything! — lying down.College may be far in the past, but Griffin is obviously ready to pick up right where we left off.And I say bring it! Bring everything you got!Just, um, don’t bring up our little mistake during Welcome Week. That can stay in the dorm room closet where we left it.Like smart, feisty heroines and hunky, alpha heroes clashing (then kissing) in an office setting? Then look no further! Every book in Hunky Bossy Billionaires can be read as a standalone. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and, of course, HEA all day, every day!

    I was his assistant. It was only supposed to be a temporary office romance. Until he changed the rules...Haylee Holloway has experienced more grief than a twenty-two year old should have to endure. When she moves to LA for a fresh start and takes a job as an assistant for an advertising company the last thing she expects is to have to step in as the model during a photo shoot. Especially with a multi-million dollar campaign hanging in the balance.Josh Singer, the owner of Gamble Advertising is private, intense, and hard to read. But when he shows up to take charge of the debacle, he's surprised to be drawn to the nervous woman filling in. Once he learns of Haylee’s goal to save money for law school, he makes her a short-term offer she can’t refuse: Move to New York City and work for him directly as his assistant. As things heat up between them, blurring both their professional and personal lives, can they keep things temporary as planned or will they both realize some things aren't meant to end?Full Length Standalone book with no cliffhanger. First book of the “Something Series”***Tell Me Something is for mature audiences due to steamy bedroom scenes that are in no way contained to just the bedroom.***

    This girl’s going down with a fight.The drunk video that was made with me calling him out for being the villain he is went viral. I’m both impressed and appalled.He’s far too smooth for his own good, and way too hot for mine.All is fair in love and war until one night we both lay down our weapons and concede.For one night. Besides, one night of passion has never hurt anyone, right?From enemy to lover.But it’s all a little too fishy. Maybe I’m being juked too?An extravagant date? Check.Steaming-hot guy who might not be the jerk I thought he was? Check.Gorgeous ex-wife with a shiny new rock from him on her finger? Check and check.And all of that on Valentine’s Day.Like cupid got drunk and stumbled around laughing himself into a tizzy while he jacked up lives.Like mine. But it’s my fault. I never should have dropped the enemy defense.Unfortunately, I gave my heart to a guy who happens to be missing his.

     Nature was my domain. Where I preferred to be. Hiking trails. Guiding people through the tangle of scrub. But then I got the rescue call – a chick with a twisted ankle stuck on a hill. Typical city girls. Clueless. Only, when I found Fiona, I didn’t anticipate that she’d be so… smoking hot. Fawn-like eyes. Redheaded bob. Curvy figure… Hmm, my carnal desire went into overload. I helped her back to my cabin. But that was a mistake. My “mountain man” urges couldn’t be resisted. And the way she looked at me was far from innocent. So, we made love... all night long. After that, I never expected to see her again... Until she showed up at my house and uttered two words that changed everything: “I’m pregnant.” Fiona wasn’t just a mere rescue anymore. She was the mother of my baby. And that meant she was mine. But neither of us were prepared for what happened next…

    She isn't an executive, she isn't sexy, or otherwise noticeable, but the girl is cute - in a helpless, unique sort of way.He can't pretend to say she ever crosses his mind, though... Until the day he finds the manuscript she worked on during her lunch hour.Shy girls write it better is an adult romance with explicit content. Standalone novella ending on a happily for now note.

     Some women just have it — that combination of stunning looks and sexual confidence that brings men to their knees.Not me. My last boyfriend once fell asleep while we were … you know. Not my proudest moment.And my crush on my hot, arrogant, and oh-so-unattainable CEO? Never going to happen.But one night, after too much wine, I find myself online, creating a profile for a sex kitten called SweetVixen. Safe behind my computer screen, I’m suddenly the seductive goddess of my wildest imagination. Next thing I know, I’ve spent a month sharing every filthy fantasy I’ve ever had with a man I know only as Mister Bigshot. A man who can make my toes curl with just a few keystrokes. A man who brings new meaning to the eggplant emoji. A man who now wants to meet in person. Dressed in my rarely-used little black dress and heels higher than my expectations, I gather my courage and cross the restaurant toward the stranger who’s been teasing me mercilessly all month. But then I come to a dead stop. Right in the middle of the restaurant. Frozen in place like a deer in the candlelight.Because the man sitting there waiting on me is no stranger.The man I’ve bared everything to — and I do mean everything — is none other than my hot, arrogant, and oh-so-unattainable CEO.Mister Bigshot is … my boss. And trust me, there’s no emoji for the look he's giving me right now ...

    Prepare for inappropriate humor, dad jokes, and maybe a woodland creature or two.

    That’s what I get for trying to save a girl who obviously doesn’t want saving.Paying off her father’s debt so she can stop taking off her clothes for other people? That was a no brainer. Obviously, I hoped she’d fall victim to my irresistible charm. My selflessness.But no.I’ve offended her independent spirit, and instead of falling for me, she’s doing everything she can to avoid me. I should forget all about Ellie Masters, but I’m a sucker for her sassy smile and that fiery, luscious mouth.I’m more than willing to take a gamble on this girl, but she’s made it clear I’m going to need more than luck to win her heart.ELLIEMy momma raised me to believe that I don’t need a man. Except, apparently, I do.And now that I owe a debt to a billionaire, I feel sick to my stomach.It’s not like I’ll ever be able to pay him back.The man is richer than God, and hotter than the Devil. When he’s next to me, I just about melt.The last thing I want is to fall for a man like that.The problem is, I think I already have…

    He exercises shirtless in his office, is notorious for his lunchtime nooners, he even yawns sexily. If I didn't need this job so bad, I'd take his black Amex and tell him where to swipe it.He doesn't even know I exist, but why would he? He jets off to Paris with supermodels, I spend Friday nights with Netflix and a chunk of Pepperidge Farm frozen cake—waiting for his call. Because every time he crashes his yacht, or blows $500k on a single roulette spin in Monte Carlo, I’m the PR girl who has to clean up his mess.But this time, it’s going to take more than just a fat charity donation. This time, the whole company is on the line. He needs to show investors that he’s settling down, and Step #1 is pretending to date a nice, stable girl until people forget about what happened with the Playboy Bunnies backstage at the Oscars.My plan is perfect, except for one thing:He picks me.