One night is never enough... On my thirtieth birthday, I decide it's time to make some changes. Okay, it's really only one change. No more men. Gone is the boyfriend who cheated on me with my best friend. Gone are all the disastrous relationships that have left me dispirited and jaded. I'm tired of giving my fragile heart to a man, only to have him trample all over it. Instead, I'm going to concentrate on my career, which I love. As a valuer of art, antiques, and jewelry, I'm passionate about people's prized possessions. My family owns a chain of toy stores that originated from one toy shop in London's Regent Street, and I decide it's time I saw where it all began. It's the trip of a lifetime, one a man can't spoil, because there's no way I'd get involved with a guy who lives on the other side of the world. And then Callum walks into the London store. Twelve years ago, we spent one sensational night together at a New Year's Eve beach party in New Zealand. I thought I'd never see him again. But here he is. In the very muscular, very hot, and very British flesh. He's changed a lot since that night. He's more serious, more ambitious, and a whole lot richer. He wants one more night with me. I can give him that without falling for him. Without my life collapsing again around my ears. Can't I?

Is there more to the spoiled, entitled, British billionaire man-whore than what I see on the surface? I really want to hate Dylan Lancaster. He hurt my best friend, and nearly destroyed her relationship with his identical twin brother. So, I decide that someone needs to rein him in so he doesn't try to demolish the couple completely before their wedding takes place. Unfortunately, the only woman who would try to take on that impossible task is...me. It's only six weeks, right? Surely I can tolerate the womanizing, obnoxious jerk and keep him out of trouble so that no more of his scandals hit the media before his brother's wedding. I'm a public relations crisis manager. Squashing bad press is what I do, and I do it extremely well for my high profile clients. What I don't count on is actually starting to like the glimpses of the real Dylan I begin to see underneath all of his cynicism. Nor did I ever imagine that I'd become so attracted to him that I could barely breathe every time he gets close to me. Dylan is a man who has suffered profound emotional pain. I can sense it. I can feel it. The question is: Can I possibly reach the real Dylan Lancaster before it's too late?

A chance encounter between a secretive billionaire and a plus-size PR expert could be the perfect solution to both their problems - or a delicious scandal in the making - in New York Times best-selling author J. S. Scott's new British Billionaires series....I am the type of woman who always plays it safe. In my professional life as a public relations "fixer", and in my personal life, especially when it comes to the opposite sex. Really, who needs the wild highs and the I-want-to-die-because-he-left-me lows of a relationship? At least, that's what I thought...until I met him. Damian No-Last-Name-Given is sexy as sin, and I'd developed some kind of weird, instant attraction to him the moment he settled his chiseled body next to mine on a flight from London to Los Angeles. His sexy British accent did crazy things to my previously dormant female hormones, which had eventually led me to do the most impulsive thing I'd ever done in my entire life. I kissed him while everyone else in business class was sleeping. Or had he kissed me? All I knew was that we were both very willing participants, and that panty-melting embrace had rocked my entire world while it was happening. Unfortunately, that moment of spontaneity would haunt me once I found out Mr. British Hottie's true identity. He'd held his last name back for a reason. Oh no, I couldn't make some once-in-a-lifetime misstep with an ordinary businessman. When I screwed up, it had to be one for the record books, and it had to happen with one of the most powerful men in the world. And, oh yeah, he also absolutely had to be the biggest man-whore on the planet. Once I knew the truth, I could have easily convinced myself that the kiss wasn't all that earthshattering - if Damian Lancaster hadn't boldly swaggered into my office the very next day to apologize, and to make me a business offer I couldn't possibly refuse.... Goodbye sanity; hello madness.

The astonishing life of the modest New Jersey businessman who anonymously gave away 10 billion dollars and inspired the "giving while living" movement. In this bestselling book, Conor O'Clery reveals the inspiring life story of Chuck Feeney, known as the "James Bond of philanthropy." Feeney was born in Elizabeth, New Jersey, to a blue-collar Irish-American family during the Depression. After service in the Korean War, he made a fortune as founder of Duty Free Shoppers, the world's largest duty-free retail chain. By 1988, he was hailed by Forbes Magazine as the twenty-fourth richest American alive. But secretly Feeney had already transferred all his wealth to his foundation, Atlantic Philanthropies. Only in 1997 when he sold his duty free interests, was he "outed" as one of the greatest and most mysterious American philanthropists in modern times, who had anonymously funded hospitals and universities from San Francisco to Limerick to New York to Brisbane. His example convinced Bill Gates and Warren Buffett to give away their fortunes during their lifetime, known as the giving pledge.

A hilarious, touching and extraordinary fable from David Walliams, number one bestseller and fastest growing children’s author across the globey, with EXCLUSIVE audio and video from David Walliams

Can two people with broken hearts help each other to heal? When I interview for the position of nanny for a billionaire's three-month-old daughter, I'm looking for an escape. From my past, from my memories, and from those both alive and dead who refuse to give me peace. Kingfisher House is exactly what I need-a huge, quiet retreat high atop the cliffs overlooking New Zealand's rugged coastline, straight out of a Gothic novel. It even has its own brooding hero. Ben Prince is gorgeous, stern, and withdrawn, and he's forbidden everyone to discuss what happened to baby Estella's mother. It's only as I delve deeper into his life that I discover although his heart has been broken, it's not for the reasons I first thought. We're both determined not to get involved. But as we reveal each other's secrets, heat rises between us until it's too strong to fight. All we can do is hope it doesn't consume us completely...

A colorful and revealing portrait of the rise of India’s new billionaire class in a radically unequal society India is the world’s largest democracy, with more than one billion people and an economy expanding faster than China’s. But the rewards of this growth have been far from evenly shared, and the country’s top 1% now own nearly 60% of its wealth. In megacities like Mumbai, where half the population live in slums, the extraordinary riches of India’s new dynasties echo the Vanderbilts and Rockefellers of America's Gilded Age, funneling profits from huge conglomerates into lifestyles of conspicuous consumption. James Crabtree’s The Billionaire Raj takes readers on a personal journey to meet these reclusive billionaires, fugitive tycoons, and shadowy political power brokers. From the sky terrace of the world’s most expensive home to impoverished villages and mass political rallies, Crabtree dramatizes the battle between crony capitalists and economic reformers, revealing a tense struggle between equality and privilege playing out against a combustible backdrop of aspiration, class, and caste. The Billionaire Raj is a vivid account of a divided society on the cusp of transformation—and a struggle that will shape not just India’s future, but the world’s.