A rough breakup was all it took to push Jenna Moore over the edge. She is certain that moving to Seattle, Washington is the perfect chance to start over and finally blossom into the woman she’s always wanted to be. But things don’t turn out exactly the way she expects.... When Jenna agrees to interview hot business tycoon Eli Carver, she is not prepared for the intense chemistry she experiences with him. Jenna can’t resist Eli’s almost magnetic pull, and he can’t seem to keep away from her, either.

She’s the princess of The Whitney, the premier hotel in New York City. Her empire is like a fairy tale. But there is no happily ever after in this story. For there are consequences for breaking a decade-old contract sealed with blood, and now she must pay the price. Because of my power, connections, and our past, the Manhattan royalty has no choice but to turn to me for help. The villain in the story.

I'm not interested in starting something deep and meaningful, but what I am interested in is the way your body reacts to mine when we're in the same room. You probably assume the concentration on my face is work-related, when in reality, I'm figuring out which I want more: to nail you against the wall, or to bend you over my desk.

No sex. No falling in love. No trying to buy out her family's business. These are the rules Audrey Miller sets when she's asked to pose as the fake girlfriend of New York's best marketing CEO. Aaron Patterson is after her cousin's company and that is enough for her to hate him. The longer the charade lasts, the less Audrey can resist the billionaire she's sworn to hate. How can she save her family's company if falling for him wasn't part of the deal?

The feud between Weston Lockwood and me started at the altar. Only neither of us attended the wedding, and the nuptials happened decades before either of us was born. Our grandfathers had been best friends and business partners, at least up until my grandfather’s wedding day - when his bride-to-be blurted out she couldn’t marry him because she was also in love with Weston‘s grandfather.

Have you ever had one of those really bad days at work? You know, one where your sexy AF boss catches you photocopying your backside in his office? No? Just me, then? I blame my bestie and partner-in-chaos. She challenged me with a not-so-innocent dare that I should’ve flat out declined. But I’m an adrenaline junkie, and now, here I am. I know it sounds crazy, and daredevil tendencies aside, I definitely went too far to get his attention. But you haven’t seen him. Colton Wolfe. My boss. Tall, dark, handsome, and with the sexiest British accent I’ve ever heard.

Burke is the missing piece to Avery’s puzzle, but is he as perfect as he seems? Avery Martin’s life screeched to a halt 10 years ago when a drunk driver killed her parents, and any hope she had for a normal life disappeared. Now all she has to show for her life is a dead-end job in an antiques store owned by Margot, Avery’s boss that treats her like a slave. She has no idea who she is or what she wants, she just knows something - or someone - is missing from her life.

New to town and overworked, all she wants is to put herself to sleep, but gets more than she bargains for when she answers a misdialed call. Curiosity takes hold and instead of hanging up, she joins in, enjoying herself way too much. Once satisfied and slightly embarrassed, she ends the call, finding comfort in knowing she’ll never have to hear from him again.

When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn’t know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me. I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted - I knew who I wanted - until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.

Carrie has always lived her life by the books, especially compared to her outgoing twin sister, Mandy. But when Mandy sprains her ankle and is unable to attend an all-important work event, Carrie agrees, after much nettling, to go in her sister’s place. Pretending to be Mandy isn’t as easy as it sounds though, despite the fact that they’re identical twins - if she screws up, Mandy will certainly lose her job. Carrie doesn’t expect much to come of the evening, but she soon realizes that pretending to be the sexy, wild sister is completely exhilarating.

If anyone had told Sadie she'd be homeless and living out of her car at age 25, she'd have laughed in their faces. She'd have laughed even harder if she'd been told her uptight new beauty-parlor boss, Victoria, would steal her heart and stamp all over it. Because Sadie's way smarter than that.

Businesswoman, Sam Phillips, was quite content focusing on her single life. At 37, she didn't have the time to explore. She was never supposed to be alone, not in this world. One devastating day would crush everything she had ever known, but deep down, she knew there was more to life than business. Alexis Foster wasn't looking for love. With work commitments only growing by the day, a life of "arrangements" as a high-class escort appeared to be the way forward. After all, at 25, Alexis had all the time in the world to settle down. A simple decision would change their lives.

I loved to hate her...She made it so easy. She was everything I wasn’t - everything I didn’t want to be. A reminder that from the moment I was born, I was the outcast. The rebel. I went against everything that was expected of me and created a life on my terms. I built my own empire, carved out my own destiny. Then she shows up at my tattoo studio, representing everything I tried to escape. She expects to just fit in...like she ever could. The posh girl trying to prove everyone wrong...that she can be something else - someone else. She hates me because she knows I’m right.

At James & Peterson Investigations, that would be Cameron Grant: sullen, grouchy, intimidating, oh yeah, and sexy as hell. He can make your soul wither with a single disapproving glare. And he never, ever socializes with his co-workers. This is why Maisie Wilkins, happy-go-lucky ray of sunshine, can’t fathom why Cameron finally decided to show up at their annual office Christmas party. Every year he received an invite, and every year he failed to attend. But not this year. Curious as to why he’s there, Maisie can’t resist sitting next to Cameron.

Handsome and mysterious, he swoops in to offer me a new life, but this is no knight in shining armor. He’s cold, hardened by his past. But there’s an inferno underneath the ice. I can feel the heat each time he looks at me - each time he gives in to the desire between us. No matter how much I push to unleash the fire in his eyes, he shoves back harder each time. He’s merciless with his cruel words, telling me how naive I am, how little I know of the world.