Knight Grayson isn't just one of New York's elite billionaires. He's the embodiment of Hades in a tailored suit and a beautiful devil waiting to destroy. He always gets what he wants, no matter the cost. Including me.

Booze, boys, and backstage passes. What could go wrong? Turns out, a lot. Jackson Whiss is the living embodiment of a true rock ‘n’ roll bad boy. An alpha who takes what he wants. Demanding. Savage. And spoiler alert: he wants me. But not for the reason that you think. This jerk only needs a fake relationship to leverage my good-girl image. But in exchange, he’ll erase my student loan debt. What starts as a straightforward business deal, Ends backstage with tangled limbs, urgent strokes, and a low growl, “You’re mine.” We’re fire and ice, a match made in chaos. And toying with...

I had a one-night stand with a gorgeous, bullheaded woman who also is my sworn enemy. Stacey Winters and her father own the property where my mom and girlfriend were murdered. Seeing the old neighborhood revitalized and free from crime consumes my life's purpose. She has other plans for the property. And she doesn't know my intention. That's why she hates me. Her stubbornness infuriates me, yet that throaty laugh makes my pulse race uncontrollably. Judging by how I pin her against the elevator wall, that’s no hidden secret. Yet my passion gets in the way. Then I find out she is pregnant ...

My smoldering one-night stand in Milan turns out to be my brother’s best friend—and now pretend boyfriend. I’m an artist who fled my family’s smothering control years ago. Now I’m back in town. Michael, a billionaire on a business trip with a chiseled jaw and god-like physique, makes me tremble with pleasure. His heated gaze tells me what he will do to me. My body became his canvas for the night. Still tingling from our lustful night, I left him a “Thank you for your time” note. Imagine my shock, trying to sidestep a relentless suitor at the party. Mr. Milan waltzes in. My jaw...

I slept with a charming man at a charity gala… then learned he was my brother’s best friend. Harris Rothschild seems like the perfect man — Billionaire. Doctor. Handsome. Mature. But he’s also a grumpy heart surgeon that breaks more women’s hearts than I can count. Ever since our first encounter, he’s been running hot and cold leaving me confused. Especially since we can’t keep our hands off each other. I just can’t resist him - he knows how to take control of my body in more ways than one. And his touch sends shivers down my spine leaving me breathless. Now, I have another ...