Cirrus@Austlit

'Lover meets player—by the bestselling author of the Miles High Club series.

'It started with a list.

'Tired of meeting nightmares, I decided to study the dos and don’ts of dating.

'And who better to help me with my master list than the king of red flags himself?

'Blake Grayson—neighbor, friend, mischief maker, and player extraordinaire.

'He knows how to spot a playboy from a mile away. He is the prime example, after all.

'So when he offers to help me avoid Mr. Wrong by sharing what to look for, I have no choice but to take him up on it.

'We start a game.

'He will become my wingman, and I’ll become his.

'He coaches me through my singledom, while I go on his journey of play.

'We double-date, eat ice cream at midnight, and laugh.

'Boy, do we laugh…

'But while I watch every woman he meets fall madly in love with him, I stumble across a major problem: I know exactly why they fall.

'Because I can feel it too.

'His charm is intoxicating, and damn it, the man is addictive as drugs.

'But it’s not happening. I won’t let it.

'I’m not that gullible young girl anymore.

'Blake will never settle down, and I know in my heart he’s not the man for me.

'I have one go at this second chance of happiness, and I am not going to mess it up.

'This time, I play by my rules.

'Even if he won’t.'  (Publication summary)

'Grace Porter has the perfect job, great pay, a beautiful office, everything she ever dreamed of, if not for one small detail.
She’s utterly and hopelessly in love with her boss.

'Gabriel Ferrara is tall and handsome, and most days she wants to stab her eyes out with a pencil, anything to stop her seeing his perfection.
How any female could work in these conditions and not be completely besotted with him is beyond her.

'Then he opens his mouth and she remembers why.
He’s bossy and sarcastic, with a wit so sharp it could cut glass.

'Every weekend is the same . . . while he’s off living his dream life, she’s counting down the days until Monday when she sees him again.

'But enough is enough.
Grace is tired of organising his glamorous and exciting life, instead of living her own.
Determined to find true happiness, she hands in her resignation.
 
'Furious, he won’t accept it, and rages like never before.
Desperate to keep her, he offers her a Bonus . . .  one she never saw coming.

'Finally . . .
It’s Grace’s turn to be the boss.' (Publication summary)

'The book of magical endings, featuring extended epilogues for the following,

'The Stopover
'The Takeover
'The Casanova
'The Do Over'.

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'I’m wealthy, powerful, and able to get any woman I want.

'So why do I feel so empty inside?

'In search of a deeper me, I take a sabbatical from my privileged life. One year of backpacking around Europe: a new identity, no contacts, and no money. Not a bad plan, I think.

'Until I get there.

'A crowded hostel room, body odor, and beer bongs—there are no words for the fresh hell I’ve landed in.

'But amid the chaos, I meet my new roommate, Hayden Whitmore. She sleeps in the bed opposite me, and I openly admit to staring at her more than I sleep. Beautiful, innocent, and smart. Not my usual type but perhaps the perfect woman.

'There’s just one small problem with the divine Miss Hayden. She’s totally unaffected by my charm. Nothing is working, and now, I’ve been friend zoned.

'What?

'But the good thing about me is that I’m an incredible problem solver, and I’ve come up with a diabolical plan. I’m going to slide right in under her friend zone. Be the best damn friend she ever had, hold her hand, make her laugh, and spoon with her in bed.

'But now there’s another problem.

'Hayden is the one who is sliding under my skin, and maybe friendship isn’t enough.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'He was gorgeous, older and guarded.

'I knew he was trouble from the moment we locked eyes.

'We met at work, on my first day as a barista.

'He smiled, I melted …. then he tasted my coffee and threw it away.

'Again, the next day, and the next.

'He hated the coffee, yet still came back.

'I knew his game.

'He called my coffee death in a cup.

'I called him god’s gift to women.

'I wasn’t lying.

'Then we ran into each other outside of the coffee house, and that’s when things got interesting.

'No longer suave and sweet with impeccable manners.

'Mr Garcia had a darker side, his appetite, thick and heavy.

'He set me on fire.

'Unable to help it, we fell hopelessly in love.

'The highest of highs.

'But his demons are dark, as are mine.

'I’m not sure if we can make it and I know that I have two choices.

'Walk away now to save myself.

'Or try and hold on and let love be the light.

'I choose option two.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'My favorite hobby is infuriating Elliot Miles. Just the sight of my boss’s handsome face triggers my sarcasm. God knows how he earns his Casanova reputation—if a million women want him with his personality, what the heck am I doing wrong?

'Disgusted with my love life, I join a dating app under a fake name. I start chatting to a man named Edgar. He’s not my type and lives on the other side of the world, but we hit off a friendship, laugh and confide in each other.

'But lately things are getting weird at work. Elliot’s being…attentive. His eyes linger a little longer than they should, and there’s a heat behind them that I haven’t felt before. And then, in the shock of all shocks, he tells me that my vulnerability is appealing. But when was I vulnerable?

'Horror dawns…Has my boss been reading my emails to Edgar?

'Damn it, why did I use my work email?

'Oh no, does he know what I really think of him? I’d rather die than ever admit it.

'Or, even worse: is it possible that the man I loathe in real life is the man I’m falling for online?'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'Nathan Mercer, the only man in my life.

'Loving him was never an option.

'We met ten years ago, when we started at the same company on the same day. Both new in town and with nobody else to rely on, we quickly became friends. And while Nathan went on to rule San Francisco, I’m still doing the same job with the same people.

'We finish each other’s sentences, we spend Christmas together and he sleeps at my house more than his.

'He’s beautiful.... beyond belief.

'In another life, he’s probably my soul mate.

'However, lately things have changed.

'He’s started looking at me differently.

'His eyes drop to my lips as I speak.

'His hugs are tighter…. longer. Our fights are more passionate, his jealousy insane.

'I know it’s all in my head….it has to be.

'They say to never love someone who treats you like you’re ordinary.

'I don't. To him I'm a queen.

'But our story is complicated.

'And as much as I love Nathan Mercer with all of my heart. . .

'He’s the one man I can never have.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'I first met Tristan Miles at a meeting where he was trying to take over my late husband’s company.

'He was powerful, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous, and I hated him with every cell in my body. In the shock of the century, he called me three days later and asked me on a date.

'I would rather die than date a man like him—though I do have to admit it was good for the ego. Turning him down was the highlight of my year.

'Six months later, he was the guest speaker at a conference I attended in France.

'Still arrogant and infuriating—but this time, surprisingly charming and witty.

'When he looked at me, I got butterflies.

'But I can’t go there.

'He’s just a player in a hot suit, and I’m just a widow with three unruly sons.

'I just need this conference to be over.

'Because everybody knows that Tristan Miles always gets what he wants…and what he wants is me.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'Ben.

'We met five years ago when I was her family’s bodyguard. Our time together was a secret. Her touch was different…. addictive.

'I fell hard and fast and then I left. I’ve thought about her every day since.
As I sit here at a wedding watching her with her new boyfriend……I have regrets. Regrets for the past things I’ve done.

'But I won’t regret what I’m about to do.

'I need her beneath me.

'I’m having her tonight.

'Bridget.

'It’s the little things I remember about Ben. His smile and the icing sugar he had on his pancakes. What started out as private jokes between us soon turned into private visits.

'The quiet man at the back of the crowd. His dry wit made me laugh. His dominant body ruined me forever.

'He never told me he loved me, until he was leaving.

'That was five years ago.

'Things are looking up for me. I met someone, someone special.

'But Ben is back.

'I find myself thinking about him ......more than I should. No matter how hard my heart is freefalling from my chest. I will never go back there.

'You only get to break my heart once.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'I wish he was just a Gym Junkie. Because then I could forget him and the way that he made me feel. I’ve fantasized what it would be like to be with a man like Brock Marx, more than I care to admit. Lately my gym visits have taken on a whole new meaning. I'm not the kind of girl who does this sort of thing and he's the kind of man that does. He's sexy, dominant and built like a machine. But worse than that, he’s witty and intelligent. He makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Everything I thought I ever wanted doesn’t makes sense anymore. I wanted him to be another dumb Gym Junkie, the look but don’t touch kind. But he’s not…and I did. What now?'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'They say there are three things you should do at least once in your life:

'Dance like nobody’s watching.

'Travel the world.

'And fall hopelessly in love.

'I aimed to do all three.

'I went to Italy to find myself.

'But he found me.

'It was like a story book. Our eyes met across a crowded room. He asked me if I needed help reading the menu. We ate, we laughed, we danced, and I fell.

'Unfortunately, things didn’t go to plan, and we parted ways.

'Two years later, our eyes meet across a room again.

'Only this time I was on a date with another man.

'He went crazy in a jealous fit.

'But the man I met then is different now.

'He’s colder, harder, and officially one of the most powerful men in Italy.

'Dare I say it, even more enticing.

'But if you dance with the devil, you get burnt.

'And the fires in Italy are scalding hot.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'He was gorgeous, older, and had the worst reputation in all of England.

'The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine.

'Our first meeting was at a wedding, where he followed me outside and kissed me.

'Our second meeting ended in a huge fight with me kicking him out.

'Our third meeting, I went on a double, blind date.

'You can imagine my surprise when I saw familiar blue eyes across the table opposite my friend.

'Oh….no….

'He was sarcastic and witty and damn, If he wasn’t the sexiest bastard I ever laid eyes on.

'Then he sent me an email listing thirty reasons why I should go on a date with him.

'I was expecting a suave and intelligent list. Curious, I read on.

'Reason 1 – I have white teeth.

'Reason 2 – I love my grandma.

'Reason 3 – I have a size 13 shoe – you do the math.

'The man’s a fool, his list was some of the most ridiculous things I’ve ever read.

'And the funniest.

'We laughed hard…and loved harder.

'You can outrun everything……except your past.

'And his has caught up.

'Wild handsome players don’t fall for innocent girls like me, Or do they?'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York.

'The food, champagne, and service were impeccable.

'The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better.

'He was suave and intelligent.

'We talked and laughed, and something clicked.

'Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night.

'With no plans, we made our own.

'We danced and laughed our way around Boston and had a night of crazy passion that no woman would ever forget.

'That was twelve months ago, and I haven’t heard from him—until today.

'I started a new job and met the CEO. You can imagine my surprise to see those naughty blue eyes dance with delight when he saw me across the mahogany desk.

'But I’m not that carefree girl anymore. My life has changed, I have responsibilities.

'I just got an email.

'He wants to see me in his office for a private meeting at 8:00 a.m.

'Naughty blue eyes have no place in the workplace.

'What kind of private meeting does he have in mind?'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'He is powerful, older and my boss, a lethal combination.

'Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning.

'When I lied on my resume, I didn’t expect it to matter.

'I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought.

'But Julian Masters is definitely all man…the kind you dream of licking chocolate from.

'The first day was bad.

'The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene…. and equally fascinating.

'The second day was worse, he caught me snooping in his bathroom cabinet in my skimpy pyjamas and all hell broke loose.

'On the third day, I ran over him in a golf cart.

'And by day four I had decided that I wanted that chocolate…all of it.

'Melted….on me.

'But intelligent, widowed Judges don’t fall for ditzy nannies. Or do they?'

Source: Publisher's blurb.