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Ethan West is a man of few words. He justifies nothing for no one. He's determined to enter the political race in New York. Not even the astute and gorgeous Maya Armstrong will stop him. A bitter ex-lover blows up his playboy lifestyle to the media and tries to ruin his chances with any woman that enters his life. As the host of Spotlight with Maya, it’s Maya's job to take people to task and hold them accountable, but when billionaire banker turned candidate Ethan West sits on her proverbial couch, sparks fly in more ways than one.

Years ago, he broke me. Now he’s back with a proposition. He needs a fake fiancée, and I’m the one he’s come to. Audacious - that’s how I would describe him. He was my first love, my first kiss, and my first heartbreak, from which I never truly healed. Kane was once the man of my dreams, on paper - strong, handsome, and a complete charmer. But the problem is, he has never given a damn about anyone but himself. I’ve never witnessed a desperate man until Kane knocked on my door with literally the proposal of a lifetime.

A year in Australia working as a doctor sounds like a great idea to Autumn. She can escape the cold English weather, her ex-husband, and a stalker. A year to get her life back together and not have any romantic involvements. "Love them and leave them wanting" is Brett’s motto. That is until he sees Doctor Autumn Blake. This lady just might get through that tough layer he has built around himself. Can the sexual chemistry they feel be just that, or could it be more?

I had one goal: To learn from Sebastian Ryker. He was an award-winning physician in his field of medicine. A genius who could diagnose you with the barest of symptoms. The best of the best. Too bad he turned out to be an egotistical jerk. Mere hours into my first day, I realized that the man I had idolized for years didn't live up to the hype. He was rude, arrogant, and totally full of...himself. It was clear that my presence bothered him, that I was nothing more than an irritation. So, why did I want to melt into a puddle whenever those dark eyes were trained on me?

I’ve been throwing punches since I was old enough to remember. They call me The Lion: a sexy, tattooed beast in the cage. I gave it all up after my brother’s accident. Now I’m trying to figure a way to save my family’s legacy and at the same time mend my broken heart. I’ve been in love with my friend Soraya since the ninth grade. Too bad she’s in love with someone else. I even have a broken jaw to prove it. My life is a mess. Until a smoking-hot little firecracker with a zesty attitude walks into my gym and turns everything upside down.

Preston Scott. Self-centered asshole. Self-absorbed prick. The king of supposed one-night stands, and my brother’s best friend. I hate him. I loathe him. I despise him. I love him. He’s the man of my dreams and everything I know I should stay away from, but, oh, he’s so irresistible. The things he does to me, I can’t keep my mind off of him. But God, I need to keep my distance, yet I’m so drawn to him. And then in an instant when my world is forever changed, Preston is the only one who I can turn to for comfort.

Tatum Trevino waltzed into my life like he owned it. The renowned soccer star showed up as my new coach and changed everything. Until rumors started flying about the bad-boy prodigy kicked off his team. I thought he was nothing but another cocky playboy, but there was another side to him under the facade. Late training sessions, secret getaways, and a delicious sleeve of tattoos led to temptation. We kept our relationship private, but I wasn’t the only secret he was keeping.

Temping sucks, especially when you have a shopping addiction. I started at Seemore Temps when my dreams were shattered and I needed something to pay the bills. At Seemore Temps they pride themselves on the three B’s. Beauty, Brains, and Bounty. They supply the mostly male-driven businesses of Manhattan with able women that can do the job, and look good too. Needless to say, we’re a popular agency. James Murtaugh, or the Shameless Bastard as I’ve come to call him, is the ruthless, arrogant CEO of Renowned Investment Financial, and he’s set his eyes on...me.

Holden Whittaker broke my heart when I was 18. What kind of guy stands up his prom date and leaves her hanging, waiting for him to show up? A total jerk, that’s who. Never mind. I left my tiny nowhere town and moved to New York to follow my dream of becoming an actress. Ten years later, my dream hasn’t happened, and I’m working as the office supply girl at Morgan Financial Holdings, doing my best to keep my paycheck and not get fired by the world’s most terrifying boss. Life couldn’t get much worse, until I get stuck in an elevator and guess who comes to rescue me?

Things have always come easy for me; sports, academics...girls. And I’ve used all of that to my advantage the past three years of college. I’ve got it all, or at least I thought I did until Laken walks into my life.

On the steps of the Eiffel Tower, the hottest man I’d ever seen referred to himself as a wanker on the phone, and a surge of heat grew inside me. And why did British slang suddenly sound like a name in my fantasies? When Mr. Wanker shows up on my train to Italy, we make a deal that he’ll take me to Monte Carlo and then we can continue onto Rome, together. My lonely honeymoon for one is now heating up.

One trip down the stairs, caused by a lone Lego, while wrapped in a towel, spewing a plethora of profanities, and my cell phone went flying. I landed on my ass, and then the ER. Between those two occurrences was a FaceTime call, placed by a bouncing phone, to the number of a man I didn’t even truly look at, who had now seen more of my body than anyone had since my Tinder days, over a year ago. Three declined calls later, I limped out the door to get myself to the ER before starting my hectic day.

It was my time, a cross-country drive heading home for my brother’s wedding to figure out my life after college. Me, my dog named Goat, and the open road. That’s all I wanted. He wasn’t supposed to be part of it. My older brother’s high-school friend and my sister’s ex. The cocky boy my 11-year-old-self hated.

On paper I have it all. Wealth, security, and a collection of vehicles that spark envy, even amongst LA’s rich and famous. Money is all I ever wanted, but now that I have it in spades, I’m restless. For the first time in my life, I want things cash can’t procure. I want a real relationship. Beauty and brains. A salacious little minx who isn’t afraid to call me out. My equal, in and out of the bedroom. The problem is I have no clue where to find a woman like that.

Sexy. Demanding. Cocky. All words I would use to describe Kingston Avery. The owner of Avery Capital Holdings - and my new boss. It was tempting enough working together everyday, but ignoring his wicked promises under his roof was impossible. But the company had a zero fraternization policy, and things were already complicated enough. I needed to focus on doing my job. And avoid doing my boss. Kingston wasn't just another suit... He was a cocky suit. And when the suit came off, he was a man who could steal my heart.

It was supposed to be simple - drink tequila, forget about the life I’m running away from, and have one wild night. That’s exactly what my next-door neighbor, Aubrey, told me to do. That’s when I met him - the arrogant Aussie. It’s easy to forget a night with a stranger until that stranger is living next door.

I was at the top of my game. I knew who I was and what direction my life was headed. I owned the most prestigious night clubs down the east coast yet I kept my identity a secret. I don’t like being in the lime light and my hometown was none of anyone’s business. However, making people happy was. I did that with my clubs. Until the day tragedy struck my family. I had a choice to make and it wasn’t an easy one. At the end of the day, family always comes first. I went home to take care of my mom and the ranch.

Ashton Barclay, or as I like to call him, Mr. B. for "Bossy", is fast becoming the bane of my existence. After running into him, literally, he’s now popping up everywhere and somehow managing to weave his way into my life. He’s egotistical, smug, and so ridiculously good-looking it should be illegal - he’s way too hot to handle. I don’t do hot, those type of guys are more trouble than they’re worth.

We all have secrets. Like the fact that I portray myself as a simple florist, living a mundane life. Which is a far stretch from reality. My family is rock-god royalty. My father an ‘80s icon, my siblings all celebrities in their own right. Then there’s me, Lyric Griffin, hiding in plain sight, trying to be everything I’m not. Along comes Eddie, someone to whom I find myself completely attracted. I’m simply Lyric to him, not a princess of rock. He’s gorgeous, a little cocky, and knows what he wants - me.

As a political blogger living in Manhattan, I have no time to date. My few free hours are spent with best friend Soraya and her husband, Graham. Love has no place in this equation. Then Prince Zan walks into the coffee shop. He’s confident and different from other men, making it clear from our first conversation royal lineage won’t stand in his way. I know better than to be carried away by green eyes and soft lips. But if that’s the case, how did I end up in his bed?