Célian Laurent. Manhattan royalty. Notorious playboy. Heir to a media empire...and my new boss. I could have impressed him, if not for last month's unforgettable one-night stand. I left it with more than orgasms and a pleasant memory - namely, his wallet. Now he's staring me down like I'm the dirt under his Italian loafers, and I'm supposed to take it. But the thing about being Judith "Jude" Humphry is I have nothing to lose. Brooklyn girl. Infamously quirky. Heir to a stack of medical bills and a tattered couch.

In one moment, my freedom is snatched away when my father tells me I have to marry a man I’ve never met. I expect an 80-year-old retired boss who craves my virgin flesh in payment for his service. Bright side—in a few years, he’ll be gone, and I’ll be free again. I’m not prepared for the dangerously gorgeous soldier my father presents. Like anything that looks too good to be true, so is my new husband. He’s cold, cruel, and worst of all, young. Suddenly, marriage is a life sentence. That is, if I don’t show him from day one that no one controls Eliza Pomponio.

It was supposed to be a harmless kiss at a lavish debutante ball. A clandestine moment with a handsome stranger. But unlike his namesake, my Romeo isn’t driven by love. He’s fueled by revenge. To him, I’m a chess piece. Leverage. His rival’s betrothed. To me, he is a man deserving of poison. A dark prince I refuse to marry. He thinks I’ll accept my fate. Well, I plan to rewrite it. And in my story, Juliet doesn’t die. But Romeo? He perishes.

Wylde “Wylder” Hayes is on a mission, one that doesn’t include falling for his sexy new employee. Wylder’s out to make his new hotel and casino the hottest spot on the Vegas strip. He’s going to make it a success, even if rubbing elbows with the local kingpins is involved. One glance at Celeste has him thinking more about claiming her than chasing after money. Her sweet-as-sin curves, soft smiles, and lips that promise heaven have Wylder ready to make their night together one that neither of them will forget.

Annabelle Jordan and her two sisters were orphans in frilly dresses when they went to live with their sports-lawyer uncle in his world of locker rooms, bookies, and gambling. Now the girls are publicists in their uncle’s firm, the Hot Zone.

It can't get much worse than finding your fiancé banging his secretary over the back of your couch, right? Wrong. Try discovering your unforgettable, dirty talking, arrogant as f--k one-night stand is your new boss. The same man that you hate with a fiery passion but your traitorous body refuses to read the memo. I'll admit, Liam Maxwell's cockiness is not unwarranted - in the bedroom or the boardroom - but I'm a professional. I refuse to let an inconvenient attraction affect my career. I'll just have to do what I do best: Manage the situation objectively.

She was the hot mess who stumbled through his door. He was the one who gave her a chance. When Elle Callihan finds herself on the 26th floor of the country's top publishing firm after putting her dreams on hold for five years, she's not about to allow the opportunity to slip through her fingers. There's just one problem. Her new, humorless, this-needs-to-be-done-right-now jerk of a boss makes her working life a living hell.

Blythe has accepted her fate and is tired of running. Who would miss her anyway? She attends her new and eccentric town’s month long Halloween masquerade for one last party before meeting her end. But what will she find...and what will find her?

The Everest Brothers is a compilation of contemporary romance, royal romance, and romantic suspense best-selling novels. These alphas fall hard and love harder while sweeping the women in their lives off their feet. You will fall head over heels for these billionaire heroes with hearts of gold while cheering for the confident women who steal their hearts.

Broken down, and wounded by my emotionally neglectful ex, I wanted someone to tell me I was good enough. Then, I stumbled into a new job with a boss who brought me to my knees - literally. He has me do things a real secretary would never do. Emerson Grant tells me I’m more than just good enough. I’m worthy of his praise. There are a million reasons why I should stay away. The owner of the Salacious Players’ Club is not just my new boss - he’s twice my age. And my ex-boyfriend’s father....I’m a good girl, but I’m falling for the wrong man.

I landed in hot water with the tabloids one too many times. What can I say? My nipple wanted to come out and say hi to the paparazzi. After that, my father presented me with an ultimatum—either he cuts off the gravy train and stops paying for my lavish lifestyle or I agree to have a live-in bodyguard. And by bodyguard, I mean a sexy, formidable, out-of-this-world babysitter who just happens to be good at breaking spines. Ransom Lockwood, ladies and gentlemen.

My new neighbor is a firefighter - and a scorching-hot single dad - but I swear I didn’t set off that smoke alarm on purpose. (And I was beyond mortified when he rushed in and saw me naked.) Nothing happened, of course - because I, Winnie MacAllister, romance junkie and owner of a constantly broken heart, have sworn off men for one solid year. Even protective men with chiseled jaws, bulging biceps, and deep brown eyes that make my breath come faster.

Strange men do funny things when you score the last cinnamon roll. Sometimes he rages about the high crime of jacking his precious pastry. Sometimes he offers you ludicrous bribes to buy it back. And sometimes—after shattering your faith in humanity—you find out he's your new boss. I'm not laughing.

The only thing I ever wanted in this life was to be an artist. No matter how rough my childhood was, I knew tattooing would be my salvation. Trying to succeed in my father’s shadow was too much for me to handle, so I took off for the city the first chance I got. I didn’t realize until it was too late that there was a reason he wanted to hide me behind him. Now he’s dead, the shop I grew up in is in shambles, and the only person who can save me from his past is Driller.

The only thing I need is him. It was the night before my wedding. Maybe I cursed it by visiting my fiancé. I didn't expect him to cheat on me with my best friend. That night I ended up going to the strip club. The same one I went for my bachelorette party. That guy told me to come back if it didn't work out. I laughed at the thought. Well, it came true, because it didn't. What was I to do next?