You might be wondering how you’ll know when your playboy ways are coming to an end. For some it might be an unexpected pregnancy (ahem… you know who), for others it might be finally landing the one woman you’ve always wanted (cough… I won’t mention any names). For me, it was the death of my mentor and the subsequent reading of his will. The signs were there, they always are. But I didn’t notice them until it was too late, and my demise was complete. Demise Sign #1 – You find yourself thrust into the land of responsibility and you don’t immediately hightail it out of town. Demise Sign #2 – Despite being stuck with the world’s biggest Jekyll & Hyde, some sadistic part of you actually enjoys spending time with her. Demise Sign #3 – Your family suddenly stops wanting to weigh in on every decision in your life. Demise Sign #4 – Somehow you end up being the voice of reason in your tumultuous partnership. Demise Sign #5 – You start thinking of other people before yourself. Demise Sign #6 – You agree to put yourself in the middle of an Alaskan reality TV show that has both of you sleeping in the same tent. Demise Complete.

"Funny. Swoon worthy. Heartwarming. An unforgettable story and an incredible start to the series! A new favorite!" - Devney Perry, USA Today Bestselling Author If you’re a guy like me, and you find yourself having banged your sexy new boss—the school principal—in the back of your Jeep one drunken night, here’s a few takeaways based on my experience... Lesson One: Always get her FULL name. Lesson Two: Consider asking what she does for a living. Lesson Three: Find out why she’s moved to town. Get details. Details are crucial. Lesson Four: Don’t alter her bio in front of an auditorium of high school students unless you know she has a sense of humor for that sort of thing. Lesson Five: If you ignore Lesson Four, apologize instead of flirt when you’re sent to the principal’s office. Lesson Six: NEVER sleep with her again. Lesson Seven: Pay attention to this one—it’s the most important of them all. Don’t fall for your one-night stand. Class dismissed. "These characters were funny, relatable, and real, making it an addictive page turner I couldn't get enough of!" - Kennedy Fox, USA Today Bestselling Author ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

The perfect man for her is the one she hates most. #gofigure Dating is hard. Dating in your thirties is even harder. Dating in Chicago is harder still. I haven’t given up on finding my happily-ever-after, but in the age of swiping right and Netflix and chill, I’m wondering if everything is as temporary as my marriage turned out to be. Truth is, there is one guy I can’t get my mind off of. Roarke Baldwin has salt and pepper hair I’ve dreamed of running my hands through and I’m pretty sure that if I checked he really does have a six pack of abs underneath his suit. And I’ve always wondered what that stubble on his face would feel like between my thighs. The problem? He’s the one man I hate more than my ex-husband… His divorce attorney. Note to readers: This book was previously titled Happy Hour (Charity Case #3).

The bigger the playboy, the harder they fall. Included in this collection is: Sexy Filthy Boss (White Collar Brothers #1) He’s the sexy alpha male in the corner office who goes through assistants faster than free donuts in the breakroom. I’m the assistant who was chosen to cover for his last fire. The owner of the company is clear—hook the biggest client in our firm’s history and there’s a partnership for him and a promotion for me. Stipulation—we do it together. t doesn’t take a tarot card-reading psychic to figure out where our story is headed… late nights, trips out of town, and more than a few awkward moments filled with sexual tension. No worries though. I pride myself on my willpower. I can totally ignore his sexy grin, his rock-hard body and his dreamy brown eyes. I will not become the woman other women hate. But it turns out that Enzo Mancini has a lot of layers and if I don’t stop peeling, I’m going to lose everything, including my dignity. Dirty Flirty Enemy (White Collar Brothers #2) He’s the arrogant Manhattan realtor with billboards advertising his six-pack more than his expertise in negotiations. I’m the competing broker who stupidly moved across the hall from his office. From day one, I’ve been his sworn enemy. Okay, so I might have accidentally stolen one of his clients. Well, is it stealing if the client comes to me? Even our vicious banter and loathing gazes can’t hide the chemistry between us. Who can blame me? He has enough charisma to make every hot-blooded woman in the city melt with a single word. Just when I think a mutual respect could be born between us, the biggest developer in the city offers us an opportunity that pits us against each other. Time to forget Carmelo Mancini’s dreamy eyes and tight abs. Game on. Wild Steamy Hook-Up (White Collar Brothers #3) It was never my plan to wake up in a Vegas hotel room as Dominic Mancini’s WIFE. The man has brought me nothing but heartache since I was sixteen. At least we agree on one thing—a quickie annulment and we can both get on with our lives. I can go back to teaching little girls to dance and he can go back to making millions on Wall Street. But sometimes what happens in Vegas doesn’t stay in Vegas. It follows you right into an ambush by your Italian Mamas who deliver Oscar-worthy performances when heaping on the guilt. So, we do what any good Italian kids would do. We secretly agree to pretend to give marriage a try. But our easy solution morphs into a convoluted mess and leaves us wondering—is it safe to bet on each other? Rock, Paper, Santa (White Collar Brothers #3.5) In this ensemble cast holiday novella the competition between the brothers is still at an all-time high. Join the Mancini’s and their lady loves at the Santa Run in Central Park and attend a swanky fundraiser afterward.

He’s the arrogant Manhattan realtor with billboards advertising his six-pack more than his expertise in negotiations. I’m the competing broker who stupidly moved across the hall from his office. From day one, I’ve been his sworn enemy. Okay, so I might have accidentally stolen one of his clients. Well, is it stealing if the client comes to me? Even our vicious banter and loathing gazes can’t hide the chemistry between us. Who can blame me? He has enough charisma to make every hot-blooded woman in the city melt with a single word. Just when I think a mutual respect could be born between us, the biggest developer in the city offers us an opportunity that pits us against each other. Time to forget Carmelo Mancini’s dreamy eyes and tight abs. Game on.

Colton is Juno’s best friend. He’d usually be the one she goes to for advice on what do you do when you fall in love with your best Imagine you’re a matchmaker and you realize too late you’re in love with your childhood best friend. You only have yourself to blame—you’re the one who matched him and now he’s engaged to be married. When you find yourself in this position there’s a few secrets you’re going to need to keep… Secret #1 – Smile when he tells you the happy news, even if your heart cracks in half. Secret #2 – Don’t compare yourself to his beautiful French fiancée. You’re just as beautiful. Secret #3 – Don’t tag along to the tux fitting with him alone. Just no. Secret #4 – Don’t help him learn to dance to his wedding song. Secret #5 – Erase all memories of the two of you through the years when lines blurred for even the briefest of moments. And the one you never saw coming… Secret #6 – Definitely, don’t stand and object—someone else might just do it for you.