It's Complicated (Paperback Bundle)

My Boss the Billionaire

A one night stand with my infuriatingly gorgeous, arrogant boss… Worst idea ever.

He insisted there wouldn’t be consequences.

He broke his promise.

So I’m trying to avoid him at all costs.

It doesn’t help that his face would make angels lose their virtue and he has a body made for sin ...

The chemistry between us is undeniable. I couldn’t resist him if I tried

He’s going to be the rung on my career ladder that breaks… and I’m almost to the top, so an office scandal is the last thing I need.

Plus, Noah's got secrets. But so do I. And I'm smart enough to keep my secrets and heart out of the mix ...

At least I thought I was…

Forgotten by the Billionaire

Dr. Xander Kane. Sexy. Charming. Wealthy… the stuff all girl's dreams are made of. Until an accident destroyed his memory of me.

Our sizzling connection wouldn’t have lasted.

That’s a lie.

He doesn’t remember me, the last 12 years, or that I was next to him during the accident.

He obsessively searches for his ex from over a decade ago.

I’m trying to get over him… Until he becomes the newest surgeon on staff.

Our chemistry’s still explosive. The accident didn’t steal one ounce of it.

Everytime he claims he still doesn’t remember me and only her, it destroys me further.

I try to escape him.

He keeps pulling me back to him.

And his past is going to derail our future…

My Friend the Billionaire

I’m keeping Chase Monroe in the friend zone.

He’s doing everything possible to move me out of it.

He's the living embodiment of the billionaire playboy—richer than God, sexy as sin, and charming as hell.

With a full calendar of friends-with-benefits.

His strict no-relationships policy means I’d be another notch on his bedpost.

Not happening.

But our friendship is hard to keep.

Every innocent touch leads to more cravings we can’t deny.

He claims he just has to show me how good we can be together.

I almost cave until I realize what’s happening.

So I force him to make a choice.

But Chase’s “harmless” past runs deeper than I could ever imagine.

So deep it’s deadly.

Forbidden Billionaire

Jamison Lancott’s fake marriage makes everything about our love forbidden.

It doesn’t matter if his wife approves of me.

He’s rich, gorgeous, and the most generous man I’ve ever met.

I don’t care about his billions or his gifts.

When I’m with him, my soul feels on fire. Life has purpose.

When we’re apart, the hole in our hearts only grows.

He says he wants to give me everything.

But he can’t.

I want the marriage that comes with the happily ever after.

But his phony wife’s father is a Colombian drug lord.

Divorce isn’t an option, even though he and his wife both want one.

So when they disappear to change their fate, I regret all the time I spent worrying about that damn piece of paper.

The Groomsman Billionaire

My wedding hookup with my sister-in-law's brother should have been a rebound.

I should have listened to his exes.

A slow burn of adrenaline that will keep you buzzing until you can’t handle it anymore…

Worth the wait…

An animal under the sheets…

That’s what they claimed about Steven Sinclair on national T.V.

He’s super successful, scheduled, and has rules about dating.

I’m only in Chicago for the wedding and to watch my niece for the week...but now he’s staying with

me too.

The aching is too much...the heat too hot...the craving on the cusp of exploding…

But his father’s sins have consequences in Steven’s life.

And that means mine as well.

Secret Mafia Billionaire

Dmitri Ivanov may be Russian Mafia, but he’s determined to repair every broken piece of me...

My battered body healed.

My heart hasn’t.

Everything my ex convinced me to hate about myself, Dmitri turns upside down.

From day one, he requires my commitment to him—including my full trust.

In return, he claims he’s giving his to me.

But the element of danger Dmitri gives off isn't just in my head.

He’s involved in things.

His past isn’t buried so deep it never re-appears.

And the thing he hates most about himself, I should run from.

It only binds me closer to him.

The person I’m changing into won’t let him discard me—even if he says it’s for my own good.

Lava. It ignites in my toes and slowly oozes its way up my body. 

Bubbling. 

Scorching.

Erupting. 

He hasn’t touched me, but I can feel him. Stalking. Obsessing. Preparing.

Click goes the lock, and the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. The earthy, clean scent of him flares in my nostrils, and my stomach flips with anticipation.

Paralyzed on the outside, I don’t move. This can’t happen again. Tell him to go away. Remind him it’s over.

Indecent thoughts, my racing heartbeat, and my throbbing insides consume me as my breath becomes more shallow.

Like a feral animal, he creeps toward me, and the click of the heel of his shoes hit the wooden floor as I sit completely still with little pulses of desire bursting against my skin.

One finger traces my spine down from the top of my blouse, over my bra, and to the band of my skirt. 

Gulping, I close my eyes as my pulse increases, fighting my thirst for him against my rational, in a tug-of-war with myself. 

Don’t do it.

Do it.

Remind him it can never be.

Just one more time.

Warm breath flows on my skin as his lips brush against the curve of my neck. Hands roughly grab my hips as my chair rolls away from the desk and into his body.

Lava bubbles hotter in my veins, as his lips and tongue tease my ear. 

Nibbling me.

Licking me.

Sucking me. 

My eyes are still closed as I swallow hard, inhale sharply, and try to figure out how to stop him. As if reading my thoughts, he growls, “Tell me you want me to leave, and I’ll leave.”

Tell him. It’s what’s best. 

Words won’t flow out of my mouth, as his lips trace my jawline, and his hands skim the sides of my skirt and move to the insides of my thighs.

A loud moan escapes, and my body betrays my mind and begins to win the war, as he whispers against my cheek, “No one will be in the building for hours.”

Thumbs circle my inner thighs, creeping up toward my heat that’s turning damper with every stroke. My body shudders from his touch. He gently laughs in my ear before inching his hands up and gliding his fingers into the side of my wet panties. 

In one final attempt, my logic tries to drag me back. It can never be with him. Tell him no.

But you want him. 

His two fingers, one from each hand, slide in me and curl different ways, and I whimper against him. Stubble from his jaw scrapes against my chin. In a clear, emotionless voice, he demands, “Tell me to go. Tell me you don’t want me.” 

And I try. I try the best I can to tell him to go, but I can’t get the words out. At that moment, I hate myself more than I’ve ever hated him. 

He flicks his thumb against me and I spiral, trembling against him as he whispers, “Tonight, you’re mine.”

Lust wins. He’ll once again claim me and destroy me, in just this one night.

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