Tasha Carter doesn’t do impulsive, but when it becomes clear her best friend’s HEA is at risk of turning into heartbreak, she doesn’t think twice about getting on a plane headed for Scotland. Now, all she has to do is keep one sexy-as-hell Scot from ruining her friend’s wedding. Grant Cameron is not surprised Tasha doesn’t trust him. He is a bastard. A charming one but a bastard. It’s only a problem because he wants to snog her. And then do more than snog. He just has to convince Tasha being a little impulsive will be so, so good. It takes Tasha five seconds to learn Grant is forthright to the point of recklessness. About ten to realize she is helpless fighting their attraction. And twenty to accept it’s not just her best friend courting heartbreak when it comes to falling for a Cameron man. She. Is. So. Screwed.

First Wives Club meets The Witches of Eastwick in Brilliant Charming Bastard. When three women scientists discover they are dating the same lying dilettante, who is stealing their ideas as well as their hearts, the best revenge is getting rich. Brilliant Charming Bastard is hip romance for Boomers. Join author Stella Fosse on this sexy escapade through the San Francisco biotech scene.

Marcus Baird has been called a lot of things: Scottish bastard, heartless, ruthless, but thanks to his new neighbor, he could add ginger buff guy. The ruthless part is true, at least. His current occupation as a handyman is a front to fuel a bidding war between his former employer and the next private equity firm in his sights—an undertaking that should have all his attention, but Ivy makes him an offer he cannot refuse.When Ivy Stewart imagined losing her virginity, she was at least a decade younger, a yes away from marriage, and her perfect man would make sweet, slow love to her. Waiting for that dream to unfold has kept her watching life from the sidelines. She's done biding her time. It's foolhardy to choose Marcus. He's a man with secrets and an ugly past, but he's honest about what their relationship will be, charming and...he's very good with his hands.Since Marcus took Ivy into his bed, he's lived a lie. He could be the man she needs. He isn't a workaholic and he doesn't really have a heart of stone. But it's only a matter of time before Ivy finds out the truth, and once again he's nothing but a Scottish bastard.

Bailey Thorne doesn't hate Jake the Rake, just despises him. She blames the rumor mill at her school…and, okay, him. His adorable son has only been in preschool, but Jake has already made an impressive dent in dating the unmarried faculty. She's had to hear of his every exploit from the broken hearts he's left behind. She was fine to loathe him from afar, but now his son has entered kindergarten—and she's the teacher. It's going to be a very long school year. Jake Polaski was more than fine to avoid Ms. Thorne after it became clear she was not amused by his very existence. But then they get stuck in an elevator for an evening. He finds out that underneath that baleful glare she always gives him, lies a warm, funny and sexy as hell woman. He does his best to not be smitten after every exchange afterward. His son needs him rational, steadfast...and love is the most uncertain thing. It was the elevator's fault. Had it worked like it should, Bailey would have gone on with her life without seeing why so many of her co-workers had fallen for the grumpy single dad. (It's his dry wit, his playful teasing and the drool-worthy cut of his jawline.) And now she's caught in the way he doles out smiles and the dark depths of his secrets. If nothing else, she knows from rumor there's a clock ticking on their affair before it implodes, because things always do with Jake the Rake, but she can't seem to walk away first.

Meet cute with hot, tatted guy Chemistry off the charts Drunken Vegas wedding?! In all the years that Emery Cox has written romance novels, she never thought she’d be living one. Her weekend in Vegas attending a convention was only supposed to involve her pretending to be an extrovert, meeting fans, fangirling, and then heading home to recuperate from the first part. That’s until she meets Oliver Harrington, and her plans, her life goes awry. When Oliver wakes up next to the woman he spent the night flirting and drinking with, there’s a wedding ring on his finger. He might have freaked out a little (a lot), but Oliver is nothing if not calm in a crisis, and it’s not long before he’s wondering what is it about Emery that makes him reckless? The only way to find out is to date his wife. She may write whirlwind romances, but staying married is not for Emery. Yet, Oliver is intent on wooing her, in and out of bed. Unlike in her books, choosing forever isn’t easy even if you’re falling hard and fast. Can she have a happily ever after with Oliver? Or is that simply a fantasy?