Nia Arthurs

Billionaire. Single dad. My sworn enemy. Ryotaro Sazuki is the Japanese music legend who embarrassed me on the biggest stage of my life. So why is he the one running to me after I save an adorable little girl from bullies? Turns out, the sweet kid with the tawny-brown skin is Sazuki’s daughter.

Max Stinton is the sinfully gorgeous villain whose company torpedoed my life eight years ago. Arrogant. Charming. Steely eyed. We meet again when I accidentally fix his car instead of trashing it (like I should have). Do I get a thank you and a bouquet of flowers? Nope.

Holland Alistair is the gorgeous computer prodigy who took the real estate game by storm. Arrogant. Surly. Eyes of steel. He meets me on the worst day of my life and gets his fern kicked. Literally....

I fell for Hazel in five seconds. I broke her heart in one. The moment I realized my mistake, it was too late. She’d given up on us. But I can’t let her go that easily. The war for her heart will be long and exhausting, but I’m just getting started....

My wife walked away with a secret - a little girl who has my eyes. My first love disappeared without a word. I turned my pain into gold, and now I’m successful, wealthy, and have an empire for my legacy. I thought that was enough....

To keep my daughter, I have to save my marriage. I married a woman who’s my opposite in every way. And that’s coming back to bite me now that we can’t agree on anything....

I’m a playboy heir living the wild life; commitment doesn’t look good on me. Thankfully, Pax McClane - the other victim in this arranged marriage - agrees. We make a deal - fake a marriage and divorce in six months. But the plan goes sideways when Dad calls me to his office....

A rising star. An award-winning musician. A fanbase of millions. My life was perfect until my wife walked away without warning, leaving me in pieces. At first I’m angry enough to let her slip away. Then I see Jaz with another man and I realize letting her go is not an option....

Nataya is my world. My rock. My wife. Our marriage was perfect. Or so I thought. Reality hits me hard when I come home to an empty bedroom and a scribbled note on our bed. It’s over. Or so she thinks. I’d rather lose my sanity than lose her....

Billionaire. Recluse. My new worst enemy. Darrel Hastings is the sexiest therapist from hell. Tall. Jacked. Green-eyed jerk. My mere existence seems to put him in a bad mood. As hot as he is, I’m not exactly getting warm and fuzzy in his presence either.