Charleston Heat

Dear Jane, You're a princess. I'm a thief. This isn't a Disney movie. We never had a chance in hell of a happy ending. But I still wish I could have given you one. When we met, I had you pegged as a snob. All tiaras, polo matches and private jets. But you turned out to be the exact opposite. I fell for you the day we met. I lied to you about a lot of things. I don't expect or deserve your forgiveness. You're too good for me. But I was always honest about my feelings for you. I hope you'll find true happiness one day. I'm sorry- Charlie PS-don't let your blackjack game go to crap. Practice it every day, all right?

Lusting after the woman trying to steal my job is stupid. Sexting with her? That's a game-changing fumble. Emma Crawford became enemy number one the second she stepped foot on Blue Mountain Farm. She might think I'm just a dumb jock, but I know she's a stuck-up wine snob who believes she'd be a better exec than me. She can take my position over my dead body. But with her ridiculous curves and fearless smarts, she's becoming one giant distraction just when I need to prove my worth most. Lucky for me that I have a secret internet sext partner to blow off steam with. My nightly dirty chats with V scratch all the itches Emma gives me. Emma and V couldn't be more different-except it turns out they're the same person. Just when I thought this scenario was enough of a disaster, I'm falling for the co-worker I can't touch and can hardly stand. Even a hotshot player like me can see this is a game we're both gonna lose.

A smoking hot standalone romance in the small-town Harbour Village series, featuring a single dad, a nanny, and an accidental pregnancy... I know Tuck Monroe is trouble the second I walk in to interview for the nanny position. Six-four and covered in tattoos, he's distractingly hot. He's also grumpy as hell. But I need to pay for school, so I take a job as his daughter's live-in caretaker and move into the apartment above his garage. I fall hard for Katie, his adorable four-year-old. But I never expected to fall for my new boss, who's a decade older than I am. Turns out there's a heart of gold beneath Tuck's broody exterior, one I work to reveal bit by bit. Casual small talk leads to late-night conversations I can't get enough of. No surprise our simmering sexual tension explodes with one deep, toe-curling kiss. He tells me I'm his good girl; I tell him I love the praise. We give ourselves one night, and one night only, to explore the fiery attraction between us. It's the best sex of my life. But when I wake up, Tuck is gone, and life goes back to normal. Or at least I think it does, until I start to feel nauseous. Turns out I was right: my boss is trouble. The kind that comes with one night I can't forget and two pink lines that will change our lives forever.

Hating and dating: I didn't realize they're two sides of the same coin until I met him. Theo Morgan. One of Wall Street's highest-paid traders, he may be hot as sin in his five-thousand-dollar custom-made suit. But Theo is the bane of my existence. He's arrogant, rude, and as brash as they come. As our bank's newest star hire, he's also after the same promotion I am. But I didn't make it this far in a man's world just to be passed over for an entitled egomaniac. Two can play at this game. In a surprise to exactly no one, Theo and I butt heads from the beginning-and end up losing my biggest client with a trade gone bad. Our boss's punishment: fly us to California together to make nice with the client-or else. When a snowstorm back home leaves us stranded on the West Coast, we learn our hotel is fully booked, save for one room. And of course that room would have only one king-sized bed. After a little too much wine, our deal to stick to opposite sides of that bed goes out the window. But on the flight home, my resolve to keep things professional remains intact, until Theo offers me a new deal. The gloves (and clothes) can come off. But the lipstick stays on... THE DEALMAKER is an all-new, outrageously sexy romantic comedy!