Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Five Years Earlier: Henry Dunne knows three things: that agreeing to host this raucous house party was a terrible idea, that he absolutely cannot show up to his nursing shift tomorrow with a hangover, and that the beautiful redhead in the corner will be sleeping in his bed tonight.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

Handing my V-card to my dad’s best friend was supposed to be a one-night stand, not an express ticket to motherhood. I’m the new Charity Event Manager for Knight Enterprise. My dad and I attended the charity gala hosted by the Billionaire Ethan Knight, the CEO, and my dad’s best friend. He is in his mid-forties but his chiseled physique and strong jawline showcased his rugged charm. Our eyes met and an unspoken connection laid bare our shared desires. He took my hand and led me onto the dance floor. I’m unable to resist the pull towards him. The music seemed to slow down as we moved...

Enemies turn to lovers in this bad boy billionaire romance with a twist. I had a plan. Finish law school. Start a job. Stay away from men like Brandon Sterling. Cocky, overbearing, and richer than the Earth, he thinks the world belongs to him, and that includes me. Yeah, no. Think again. It doesn't matter that his blue eyes look straight into my soul, or that his touch melts my icy reserve. It doesn't even matter that past all that swagger, there's a beautiful, damaged man who has so much to offer beyond private planes and jewelry boxes. But I had a plan: no falling in love.

I should have never gotten pregnant by my best friend’s Billionaire Dad… At my best friend’s birthday party, her gorgeously handsome Silver Fox dad flirted relentlessly with me. Intense glances, laughing, and a porch make-out ended me under his sheets. She knows he is off-limits. He is twice my age, and my best friend would kill me if she knew that her dad was cooking me breakfast in his underwear. She can never find out. Even though we know it's wrong, it feels so right. And, it does not stop us. We continue going down this lane. I have to drop a bombshell essentially. I will have to...

A hot billionaire, a fake engagement and a sinister promise. I should refuse, but I just can't resist him. To escape from the wedding monster that used to be my mom, I've ended up in New York. So far, so good. If it weren't for this special encounter with Caden Saint that gets me in hot water. He's forbiddingly sexy, with one hell of a grin that triggers more in me than I'd like. I was wearing nothing but the radio when he spotted me in his bathtub. Instead of chasing me away, he makes me an offer: I'll play his fake fiancée and kill two birds with one stone. First, the wedding monster ...

I never wanted to be Bryan’s secretary He only kept me as such out of spite because of what I said behind his back. He deserved it, though. Now I’m getting mushy over an apology that’s come years too late. And when I look up, I realize he’s standing so close to me that if I stand on my tippy toes, our lips will touch. I’m scared he’ll betray my heart again. I remind myself how I hated him since what he did to me back in High School. But frolicking with other girls to keep up his bad boy image may have just been a show. He’s confessing he always had eyes for me but was too ...