It was only supposed to be one time, but they can’t get enough.
This New York City summer is hot and sticky as I move into my new apartment, which only makes what I’m feeling for my asshole neighbor even messier. Usually, I quietly reserve my opinions for my news articles, but when Tony argues with me, he tempts me to give in to my crazy. I yell back. He smiles. Something in me melts.
With Tony, I’m a new person, brave and unashamed. But anything between us can only be a fling. He’s offered a job in Rome. That’s good, right? With a long history of unreliable relationships, messy emotions are a complication I don’t need.
I’ve worked my ass off to climb the ladder at my company, even threw away my passion to prove I’m worth something. When they offer me a high position, I should be focused on my work. But no one’s ever spoken to me the way Sophie does. She pushes buttons I don't know I have. Forces me to confront a dream I gave up long ago.
In two months, we go our separate ways. No hurt feelings. No misunderstandings. That’s the deal. She doesn’t need to know I’ll be playing for keeps.
She's exactly what he shouldn't want. He's exactly what she needs.
I’m fine, at least that’s what I tell everyone. A series of heartbreaks drives me to move across the country and hide away in my pajamas, until a sexy gardener at the San Francisco botanical gardens gets me off my ass. Hell, Jack saves me when I step in dog shit. He’s close to perfect.
But the past has a way of catching up to me. A promise I made my husband before he died keeps me bound, keeps any chance at love a distant dream. The more time I spend with Jack, the guiltier I feel for breaking my promise. Everyone’s got their hang-ups, right?
Life is good. I’ve got a successful business and I’m an active member of my community. I know better than most that our tragedies shape who we are, but Gemma comes from a world that nearly wrecked me. Yet no matter how hard I try, I can’t leave this undeniable thing I’ve got for her alone.
Being with Gemma makes me feel like a new man, like I’ve been sleepwalking through life without even knowing it. But something from her past keeps us from moving forward. Someone. Can a simple man compete with a ghost?
She can't remember. He won't forget.
After years of applying for a botany fellowship, I’ve finally got an interview. The only downside is it’s in the one place I can’t go, New York, where my family died, and my memories were stolen. Going back would be a nightmare.
I can’t remember anything from before waking up in the hospital, and I don’t want to.
My brain is messed up, and here comes this devastatingly sexy guy, Santiago, who tells me we used to be in love, that I was his everything, and that he’s gonna do all he can to help me get my memories back. He only wants my happiness, but what the hell do I want? Is it Santiago, or is it the idea of a love I never knew?
I needed a vacation, badly. I’m on the outs with my family, and I’m struggling with my music. California sounds like a great way to ignore my problems. That is until I see her.
Opal will always be the girl who got away. Actually, she’s the girl I fell in love with the summer after college then disappeared without a word. No calls. No texts. Nothing. I thought I was over her but being near her only brings up all the old feelings.
She was always the one for me, now I’ve gotta convince her I’ve always been the one for her.
They’re a couple of control freaks, but they can’t control each other.
For years I was forced to live a life I hated, but I broke free, and now own a small real estate business. One that's not doing so hot. In walks the robotic and rich Mr. Petrov in need of a new apartment. He's an answer to my problems, but also a mystery I need to uncover. Even his epic assholery can't dissuade my curiosity.
Michael proves he's no robot. He's so genuine I can't help but fall. As a shadow from my past threatens him and my sister, it's my responsibility to protect them. I take care of my own problems, but when Michael wants to step in, I make one thing clear: white knights need not apply.
I'm ambitious, I'm successful, and I know what I want. I'm also frustratingly unsettled, searching for something I can never find. A place where I can be myself. Where I'll feel at home. My sexy new real estate agent knows what I need before I can say a word. She sees through me.
Adele makes me want to give up control, but trust is a word I've forgotten. How can I give myself over to her when she doesn't tell me anything about her past? How can I trust her? I guess it's a good thing she doesn't take no for an answer.
A marriage of convenience is their second chance at love.
With debt threatening to bury me, I have no choice but to fall back on my mother’s lessons and marry a man for money. I’ve got an in with the wealthiest bachelor in town, but I have to go through his Chief of Staff, Kai, before I can even meet the Nilsson heir. Which sucks, because a long time ago Kai promised to run away with me, then left me at the train station with no word. I’m still not over it.
To my friends, I’m Kai. To the world at large, I’m Bobby Nilsson, mysterious and reclusive heir to the Nilsson fortune. I inherit my parents’ money at the end of the year under a single condition: A wife. There’s only one woman who might be able to convince the world she loves me. The only problem? Celeste doesn’t know that Kai and Nilsson are one and the same. Not to mention she hates me. What's a billionaire heir to do?