The Billionaires of New York Books

I am Liam Knight. Successful, ambitious and commanding. There are three rules for my personal assistant. 1. you always do what I tell you to do. 2. "Ouch" is not a safe word. 3. if you fall in love, you lose. I never fall in love, but my new assistant makes me question my entire set of rules .... I'm Sophia Key, Liam Knight's personal assistant. For me, there are three rules I must abide by. 1. I always do what he says. 2. "Ouch" is not a safe word. 3. he who falls in love loses ... and I think I'm losing right now! As New York's most successful business consultant, Liam Knight can do whatever he wants. He plays by his own rules and his attrition of personal assistants is legendary. The reason: he enters into a game of his very special personal preferences with them. But Liam's principles begin to waver when he meets Sophia Key, who plays by a completely different set of rules.

An very special offer. The world is his oyster, but all he wants is she on her knees in front of him. When Dana Swanson isn't floating through her dreams, the shy chambermaid stumbles from one problem to the next, because she magically attracts chaos. With Connor Lancester, of all people, the imperious billionaire and heir to the Lancester dynasty, she lands a direct hit that could destroy her future... But instead, the outrageously handsome Connor makes her an offer Dana can't refuse. A game of rules and consequences begins ... "I want to push you to your limits ... And beyond," Connor murmured. Dana's body trembled. With tension. With fear. "You're going to hate me for this and love me at the same time. You'll beg me to tear down your boundaries." If Dana went down this path, Connor would be fire in her hell and salvation in her heaven.

A hot billionaire, a fake engagement and a sinister promise. I should refuse, but I just can't resist him. To escape from the wedding monster that used to be my mom, I've ended up in New York. So far, so good. If it weren't for this special encounter with Caden Saint that gets me in hot water. He's forbiddingly sexy, with one hell of a grin that triggers more in me than I'd like. I was wearing nothing but the radio when he spotted me in his bathtub. Instead of chasing me away, he makes me an offer: I'll play his fake fiancée and kill two birds with one stone. First, the wedding monster stops sharpening his claws and second, I'm together overnight with the hottest billionaire on the East Coast. Everything would be perfect if it weren't for that one, forbidden room for which there is only one rule ... once I enter the room, there are no more rules. It's only a matter of time before I can no longer resist Caden's bewitching smile, because Caden Saint is many things, but certainly no saint. Caden Saint I won't look at you. I won't touch you. I won't kiss you. But if you step into my playoom, I can't guarantee anything. Aurora Winter I know I should resist the temptation to open that door. I know there's a dark side of him lurking there that he's no longer holding back. I know he's just waiting for me to give in to my curiosity. But when I enter Caden's playroom, we play by his rules.

I thought I was a good girl. Until he makes me realize that I’m secretly a bad girl. What I don't know: Not only is he casually cruel, but he has a secret that should make him my worst enemy. What I do know: He's hot as hell and his six-pack is practically visible under his tailored Italian suit. What I want to know: Whether his muscles feel as tight as they look. When a distraught secretary hands me a stack of files in the middle of New York City, I have no idea that I'm about to meet Manhattan’s most successful entrepreneur looking for the owner of the papers. Then he hires me on the spot to replace his assistant. Even though I stumble from one blunder to the next, afterward he makes me an offer that takes my breath away. To make matters worse, I'm about to become homeless, so I’m forced to accept the offer. But what could possibly happen once I’m alone with him, his seductive charisma, and his whispered promises? He has more money than the national bank, boxes in a brutal fighting ring, and plays poker for millions, when he isn’t ruthlessly running a billion-dollar empire. She has less money at the end of every month, going bowling is exciting for her, and solving the daily Sudokus is her riskiest gamble. But when Ava and Nate meet, not only do the sparks fly, but so do their clothes. "Mr Casually Cruel" is a hot, billionaire romance novel for fans of bossy bad boys who find the woman for life. The humorous and forbidden love stories of the New York Billionaires are self-contained ,and guarantee you a romantic happy ending.

A fake relationship. For a million dollars. There are a million reasons to say no. Then why do I say yes? Hailey feels totally hopeless, which is why she agrees to enter into a fake relationship with none other than Ace Blackwell. He might be rich, successful, and the most sought-after bachelor in the city, but he’s everything she detests. Okay, maybe his bright smile and six-pack of steel aren’t quite as despicable as Hailey would like. She should refuse, but his charm, and a million dollars that could finally make her big dream come true, are arguments that she can’t fight against. That and the dark promise of Ace’s voice in her ear. Everybody loves me, darling. Soon, you will too.

A non-binding night with Prince Charming in Vegas. A positive pregnancy test....and a new job with the father of your child. Esmee’s Vegas vacation comes to an abrupt halt when she finds her boyfriend and her best friend in bed together. Overcome by grief (and tequila), she’s propelled into the arms of an unknown Prince Charming, with whom she spends the most incredible night of her life, one she’ll never forget. But then… One positive pregnancy test, sixteen hours of labor, and one sugary-sweet baby girl later, Esmee lands a job interview with Greyson Blackwell, who is not only a successful CEO, but also the father of her child! As if that isn’t shocking enough, her formerly irresistible Prince Charming has mutated into Mr. Ice Cold, who seems to have no emotions at all. Except when they’re alone together. And they are alone, more often than she would like, because the attraction from their first night hasn’t disappeared, no matter how arrogant he acts. On the contrary, the desire between them seems to be getting stronger and stronger…

He has what you need. You are what he wants… What would you do if a hot billionaire made you an immoral offer? Because student loans, paying rent, and her cat’s latest vet bill aren’t enough stress, a few more problems are added to Blossom’s life. Problem One: She falls into debt to Nolan Caldwell, the most successful man in town, because she accidentally scratches his car. Problem Two: She is supposed to work for him to pay back the money, but he is an insufferable jerk. Which brings us to another complication. Not only is Mr. Icecold a bastard, he’s also handsome as hell, and arrogant to boot. Which leads Blossom to her last, but perhaps, biggest problem. Nolan Caldwell always gets what he wants. And now he wants her.

First, I oversleep for my first day at work because of a hot one-night stand with Mr. Ruthless but Hot as Hell. Then, of all people, the aforementioned sex god turns out to be my new boss, and he fires me mercilessly for being late. But then he asks me to marry him in front of the whole company. I don’t know that I’m supposed to turn him down. I look into those big, dark eyes and my brain goes blank. I should have said no… but I said yes. And suddenly I’m the fake fiancée of Dylan Mercer, tech mogul, billionaire, and New York’s eternal bachelor. There is only one rule in our contract: no feelings. Nothing could be easier, because Dylan is not exactly known for his warm-heartedness. But because we come from completely different worlds, it isn’t long before sparks fly. He has one room that I’m not allowed to enter, but I do it anyway without expecting the consequences. And suddenly, the no-feeling rule becomes more complicated than I thought, because Mr. Ruthless doesn’t make it easy for me to resist him. Oh, who am I kidding? I’ve long since fallen for him. Since the first time he pressed me against the wall, our cheeks brushed against each other, and whispered the one thing in my ear that I needed to melt away… You are mine, mon cœur .

I moved to New York to gain a foothold. But one collision, and two switched cell phones later, I’m working for Bruce Norton, a self-made billionaire. I’m supposed to be his personal assistant. Which should be a breeze, because he’s hot as hell, and everything he touches turns to gold. Unfortunately, this job also involves taking care of his image, which doesn’t exactly shine. It’s not just that Bruce Norton drives me crazy with his aloof, callous manner. It’s that his bossy, opinionated manner fascinates me so much that I can’t help but drive him to white heat until he grabs me, bends me over the table, and… Oh God. I shouldn’t keep testing my limits, but something tells me that’s exactly what he wants. This whole thing screams heartbreak, but how can I resist those icy blue eyes when he presses me against the wall, brushes my hair behind my ear and whispers… “You’re mine, little kitten.”

A mishap that puts me in dire financial straits. A fake engagement with my grumpy boss. And a forbidden room in his apartment that piques my curiosity... Everything could have been so simple. If only I hadn't been dog-sitting more dogs than I could handle. Who could have guessed that the coffee I spilled because of them would ruin a suit that cost more than my annual salary? Luckily, the owner of the suit, the incredibly handsome but perpetually bad-tempered control freak Blake Norton, gave me the chance to work off the dizzying amount with him. What I hadn't counted on was that: he would fire me on my first day of work, only to introduce me shortly after as his fake fiancée. we would actually move in together - into an apartment with only one bed. I would blindly rush into his forbidden room and lose myself in a world I had only known about through hearsay. For my grumpy boss, everything seems to be just a deal and a game, but with every intense look and fleeting touch, I fear that my heart is the stake.