Margot doesn't have time for love.
Will is afraid to love.
And neither of them are expecting to fall in love with Blossom: a gentle Staffy with a tragic past, a belly made for rubbing and a head the size of a football.
After their first meeting ... More details on Rescue Me
George had asked to meet for early drinks after work. Margot had imagined that early drinks would lead to dinner then a declaration that, like her, George had seen what was on offer on the dating apps...
Sweet, bookish Neve Slater always plays by the rules. And the number one rule is that good-natured fat girls like her don't get guys like gorgeous, handsome William, heir to Neve's heart since university. But William's been in LA for three years, and... More details on You Don't Have to Say You Love Me
She shuffled to the edge of her seat so she could plant her feet firmly on the floor, straighten her back and yank in her abdominal muscles. It didn’t work. Her doubly reinforced waistband suddenly ga...
Ellie Cohen is living her dream. A great job at an exclusive Mayfair art gallery, loyal mates, loving family, and really, really good hair. Well, there's the famous rock-star father who refuses to acknowledge her and a succession of 'challenging' boy... More details on It Felt Like a Kiss
Sophie Scaife almost ran away once, trading her ticket to college for a ticket to Tokyo. But a delayed flight and a hot one-night stand with a stranger changed her mind, putting her firmly on track to a coveted position at a New York fashion magazine... More details on The Boss
There are days that just feel off, and you don't know why until something momentous happens. Then you look back on your morning - on the coffee you spilled on your ghost white Yamamoto jacket, the per...
I guess you could say I was a damsel in distress, and he was my knight in shining armor.
But more accurately, I was a girl with a lot of bad luck, and he was a guy with a lot of muscles and tattoos.
Jude "Lucky" Lucketti wasn't just a sexy, broodin... More details on Don't Kiss the Bride
“You need anything before I head outta here?” Kyle asks, glancing over the blueprints that are spread out on a table in the middle of the framed-in addition. We’ve known each other since high school, ...
He's loved me since the day I was born.
He's taken care of me.
He's awakened me.
Tor. My father's best friend. ... More details on Torn
Forbidden fruit never tasted this sweet…
The world knows Samantha Brooks as the violin prodigy. She guards her secret truth-the desire she harbors for her guardian.
Liam North got custody of her six years ago. She's all grown up now, but he sti... More details on Overture
I’m not naturally an early riser, especially on a Saturday, but Liam always waits for me. The food could get cold, but he’d still be there, with his newspaper and his endless patience and his deep gre...
A Stiletto Contest Finalist
I knew the rules.
Never reveal my true identity.
Play the game, give the illusion.... More details on Hush, Hush
"These shoes are killing my feet." Natalie plops down on the opposite end of the couch. Her head falls back and she turns to look at me. "I'm so worn out," she groans. "I can't believe how late I got ...
Desperate times call for desperate measures.On her way home from yet another failed job interview, Abigail Winters, a young, single mother on the verge of homelessness, accepts a proposition from a rich, handsome stranger.Soon, Abigail is leading two... More details on Crossing the Lines
Thankfully, he does, and I’m able to relax just a little as I rise and begin assembling what I need: bread, the last two slices of cheese, and a stick of butter. The empty cavern of my fridge stares b...
Theo MacLeod wasn't supposed to be the one. Tall, dark and handsome suits me just fine, but the cocky grin, know-it-all attitude, and mammoth ego? No thanks. I only hired him so I wouldn't have to sit at the singles table again. It was just pretend. ... More details on If You Were Mine
I’m not even a good liar. Every time I tell a fib, my ears get cold and tingly and I have to rub them. I’m not even kidding. Growing up, when my mother would question my sister Giselle and me about wh...