Grace Porter has the perfect job, great pay, a beautiful office, everything she ever dreamed of, if not for one small detail.
She's utterly and hopelessly in love with her boss.

Gabriel Ferrara is tall and handsome, and most days she wants to stab her eyes out with a pencil, anything to stop her seeing his perfection.
How any female could work in these conditions and not be completely besotted with him is beyond her.

Then he opens his mouth and she remembers why.
He's bossy and sarcastic, with a wit so sharp it could cut glass.

Every weekend is the same . . . while he's off living his dream life, she's counting down the days until Monday when she sees him again.

But enough is enough.
Grace is tired of organising his glamorous and exciting life, instead of living her own.
Determined to find true happiness, she hands in her resignation.

Furious, he won't accept it, and rages like never before.
Desperate to keep her, he offers her a Bonus . . . one she never saw coming.

Finally . . .
It's Grace's turn to be the boss.

A memorable night of passion refuses to stay just a memory in this sizzling and scandalous romance from bestselling author T L Swan.

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York.

The food, champagne, and service were impeccable.

The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better.

He was suave and intelligent.

We talked and laughed, and something clicked.

Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night.

With no plans, we made our own.

We danced and laughed our way around Boston and had a night of crazy passion that no woman would ever forget.

That was twelve months ago, and I haven't heard from him--until today.

I started a new job and met the CEO. You can imagine my surprise to see those naughty blue eyes dance with delight when he saw me across the mahogany desk.

But I'm not that carefree girl anymore. My life has changed, I have responsibilities.

I just got an email.

He wants to see me in his office for a private meeting at 8:00 a.m.

Naughty blue eyes have no place in the workplace.

What kind of private meeting does he have in mind?

A Wall Street Journal bestseller.

In bestselling author T L Swan's second hot installment to the Miles High Club series, he's sexy, rich, and her mortal enemy. Hate never felt so good.

I first met Tristan Miles at a meeting where he was trying to take over my late husband's company.

He was powerful, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous, and I hated him with every cell in my body. In the shock of the century, he called me three days later and asked me on a date.

I would rather die than date a man like him--though I do have to admit it was good for the ego. Turning him down was the highlight of my year.

Six months later, he was the guest speaker at a conference I attended in France.

Still arrogant and infuriating--but this time, surprisingly charming and witty.

When he looked at me, I got butterflies.

But I can't go there.

He's just a player in a hot suit, and I'm just a widow with three unruly sons.

I just need this conference to be over.

Because everybody knows that Tristan Miles always gets what he wants...and what he wants is me.

In T L Swan's steamy third installment of the Miles High Club, Kate's hot new pen pal is a welcome distraction from her horrible boss. But nobody is as distracting as Elliot Miles...and he knows it.

My favorite hobby is infuriating Elliot Miles. Just the sight of my boss's handsome face triggers my sarcasm. God knows how he earns his Casanova reputation--if a million women want him with his personality, what the heck am I doing wrong?

Disgusted with my love life, I join a dating app under a fake name. I start chatting to a man named Edgar. He's not my type and lives on the other side of the world, but we hit off a friendship, laugh and confide in each other.

But lately things are getting weird at work. Elliot's being...attentive. His eyes linger a little longer than they should, and there's a heat behind them that I haven't felt before. And then, in the shock of all shocks, he tells me that my vulnerability is appealing. But when was I vulnerable?

Horror dawns...Has my boss been reading my emails to Edgar?

Damn it, why did I use my work email?

Oh no, does he know what I really think of him? I'd rather die than ever admit it.

Or, even worse: is it possible that the man I loathe in real life is the man I'm falling for online?

Enter a world of luxury, lust and love with this scorching first title in T L Swan's provocative and witty Kingston Lane series.

The first time I laid eyes on Henley James, I was mesmerized.

The chemistry between us was like nothing I'd ever felt.

Impeccable suit, dimpled smile. He was charming and gorgeous, sophisticated and suave. He gave me his business card and asked me to call.

His dating game was strong; I was gone from his first smile. I'd love to tell you our date was a raging success, but it wasn't. Far from it.

I decided right there on that day that Henley James and I would forever be mortal enemies; I would never think of him again.

Three years later, I bought my dream home. I'm so excited to meet my neighbors--that is, until I do.

Oh no! What are the chances?

It's him. Still single, still the hottest man alive, and still obnoxiously sarcastic. He saunters around wearing next to nothing and refuses to close the blinds at night.

I will not let myself think of him at all costs. It could be my sanity.

My temptation is a nightmare.

In this sexy installment of the Miles High Club series from bestselling author T L Swan, a billionaire playboy goes incognito on a backpacking trip in Europe. But how long can he hide from love?

I'm wealthy, powerful, and able to get any woman I want.

So why do I feel so empty inside?

In search of a deeper me, I take a sabbatical from my privileged life. One year of backpacking around Europe: a new identity, no contacts, and no money. Not a bad plan, I think.

Until I get there.

A crowded hostel room, body odor, and beer bongs--there are no words for the fresh hell I've landed in.

But amid the chaos, I meet my new roommate, Hayden Whitmore. She sleeps in the bed opposite me, and I openly admit to staring at her more than I sleep. Beautiful, innocent, and smart. Not my usual type but perhaps the perfect woman.

There's just one small problem with the divine Miss Hayden. She's totally unaffected by my charm. Nothing is working, and now, I've been friend zoned.

What?

But the good thing about me is that I'm an incredible problem solver, and I've come up with a diabolical plan. I'm going to slide right in under her friend zone. Be the best damn friend she ever had, hold her hand, make her laugh, and spoon with her in bed.

But now there's another problem.

Hayden is the one who is sliding under my skin, and maybe friendship isn't enough.

When Brielle Johnson lied on her resume, she didn't expect it to matter.
She believed any child would love her; that she was born to be a nanny.

So, she applied for a position in London working for a widowed woman,
or so she thought...

But Julian Masters is definitely all man...
The kind you dream of licking chocolate from.

He's grumpy, arrogant and always used to being in control.

The last thing he needed was a young, inexperienced nanny turning his carefully constructed world upside down.

Brielle's first day was bad.
The kids were the spawn of the devil, and she spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene...and equally fascinating.
The second day was worse; he caught her snooping in his bathroom cabinet in her skimpy pyjamas, and all hell broke loose.
On the third day, she ran over him in a golf cart.
And by day four, Brielle had decided that she wanted that chocolate...all of it. Melted...on her.

But intelligent, widowed judges don't fall for their young, spirited nannies...

Sebastian Garcia was gorgeous, older and guarded.
April knew he was trouble from the moment they locked eyes.

They met at work, on her first day as a barista.
He smiled, she melted .... then he tasted her coffee and threw it away.

Again, the next day, and the next.
He hated the coffee, yet still came back.
She knew his game.

He called her coffee death in a cup.
She called him God's gift to women.
She wasn't lying.

Then they ran into each other outside of the coffee house,
and that's when things got interesting.

No longer suave and sweet with impeccable manners.
Mr Garcia had a darker side, his appetite thick and heavy.
He set her on fire.

Unable to help it, they fell hopelessly in love.
The highest of highs.

But his demons are dark, as are hers.

They don't know if they can make it. She has two choices.
Walk away now to save herself.
Or try to hold on and let love be the light.

She chooses option two.

Spencer Jones was gorgeous, older, and had the worst reputation in all of England.
The way he looked at Charlotte sent shivers down her spine.

Their first meeting was at a wedding, where he followed her outside and kissed her.
Their second meeting ended in a huge fight with her kicking him out.
Their third meeting, she went on a double, blind date.

You can imagine her surprise when she saw familiar blue eyes across the table opposite her friend.

Oh...no...

He was sarcastic and witty and damn, If he wasn't the sexiest bastard she had ever laid eyes on.

Then he sent her an email listing thirty reasons why she should go on a date with him.

She was expecting a suave and intelligent list. Curious, she read on.

Reason 1 - I have white teeth.
Reason 2 - I love my grandma.
Reason 3 - I have a size 13 shoe - you do the math.

The man's a fool, his list had some of the most ridiculous things she'd ever read.
And the funniest.

They laughed hard...and loved harder.

You can outrun everything......except your past.

And his has caught up.

Wild handsome players don't fall for innocent girls like her,
Or do they?

Lover meets player--by the bestselling author of the Miles High Club series.

It started with a list.

Tired of meeting nightmares, I decided to study the dos and don'ts of dating.

And who better to help me with my master list than the king of red flags himself?

Blake Grayson--neighbor, friend, mischief maker, and player extraordinaire.

He knows how to spot a playboy from a mile away. He is the prime example, after all.

So when he offers to help me avoid Mr. Wrong by sharing what to look for, I have no choice but to take him up on it.

We start a game.

He will become my wingman, and I'll become his.

He coaches me through my singledom, while I go on his journey of play.

We double-date, eat ice cream at midnight, and laugh.

Boy, do we laugh...

But while I watch every woman he meets fall madly in love with him, I stumble across a major problem: I know exactly why they fall.

Because I can feel it too.

His charm is intoxicating, and damn it, the man is addictive as drugs.

But it's not happening. I won't let it.

I'm not that gullible young girl anymore.

Blake will never settle down, and I know in my heart he's not the man for me.

I have one go at this second chance of happiness, and I am not going to mess it up.

This time, I play by my rules.

Even if he won't.

The book of magical endings, featuring extended epilogues for the following,

The Stopover
The Takeover
The Casanova
The Do Over

Catching my boyfriend out was bad.
Coming of the club in a daze, I stumbled upon a situation which was worse.
Much worse.

And it would have been deadly too,
If he wasn't there to save me.
My unsuspecting hero.

He was rugged, wild and powerful.
The way he looked at me set me on fire.
He was wrong for all the right reasons, a bad man with a good heart.
And I fell, way too hard.

Things started to go amiss and pieces of the puzzle are missing.
Why was he there that day, who is he really?
I'm so confused.

My head and heart are in a battle to the death.
Do I leave with my head.
Or stay and love with my heart.

Publishers note....This is a full length, stand alone, romantic suspense novel.

I can't tell you the exact moment I fell in love with him.
Only that I did.
With every glance, every touch, every minute.... he stole a little more of me.
They say that all men are created equal.
Well that's a blatant lie!I know because I met Gods gift to women in Vegas, I pretended he was my husband to get rid of another man.

He took our fake marriage seriously and it became his personal goal to consummate.
He spoke to me in French and I lied to him in German.
His laughter was addictive.
But I thought what happens in Vegas would stay in Vegas.
Until it didn't.

Dr. Stanton turned up where I least expected and my lies came back to haunt me.
The attraction is palpable.
The secrets unchangeable.
I need him more than air.

This is a stand alone, contemporary romance.

If happiness is a gift.Then Cameron Stanton is my Santa Claus. I can't tell you the exact moment I fell in love with him. Only that I did.With every glance, every touch, every minute.... he stole a little more of me. They say that all men are created equal. Well that's a blatant lie!I know because I met Gods gift to women in Vegas, I pretended he was my husband to get rid of another man. He took our fake marriage seriously and it became his personal goal to consummate. He spoke to me in French and I lied to him in German. His laughter was addictive. But I thought what happens in Vegas would stay in Vegas. Until it didn't. Dr. Stanton turned up where I least expected and my lies came back to haunt me. The attraction is palpable. The secrets unchangeable. I need him more than air.

And when is all said and done, are their lives and love Completely safe?

We met ten years ago, when we started at the same company on the same day.
Both new in town and with nobody else to rely on, we quickly became friends.
And while Nathan went on to rule San Francisco, I'm still doing the same job with the same people.

We finish each other's sentences, we spend Christmas together and he sleeps at my house more than his.
He's beautiful.... beyond belief.
In another life, he's probably my soul mate.

However, lately things have changed.
He's started looking at me differently.
His eyes drop to my lips as I speak.
His hugs are tighter.... longer.Our fights are more passionate, his jealousy insane.
I know it's all in my head....it has to be.

They say to never love someone who treats you like you're ordinary.
I don't. To him I'm a queen.

But our story is complicated.
And as much as I love Nathan Mercer with all of my heart. . .
He's the one man I can never have.

Dance like nobody's watching.
Travel the world.
And fall hopelessly in love.

I aimed to do all three.

I went to Italy to find myself.
But he found me.

It was like a story book, our eyes met across a crowded room.
He asked me if I needed help reading the menu.
We ate, we laughed, we danced, and I fell.
Unfortunately, things didn't go to plan, and we parted ways.

Two years later, our eyes meet across a room again.
Only this time I was on a date with another man.
He went crazy in a jealous fit.

But the man I met then is different now.
He's colder, harder, and officially one of the most powerful men in Italy.
Dare I say it, even more enticing.

But if you dance with the devil, you get burnt.

And the fires in Italy are scalding hot.

#returntopoundtown

Unconditional love, does it really exist or is it an urban myth.
What does it really mean?
Do you love someone because of their flaws? Or in spite of them.
And at what point are the conditions more to bear than the love is worth.

This is what I'm trying to decipher, this is my story, I'll let you be the judge.