Imani Hill hasn't had it easy. At just 18, she had to put her dreams aside to raise her little brother, and becomes an escort. Nathaniel Howard has always been ruthless. He owns the company that owns half of DC, and he won't let anyone get in the way of his takeover. What happens when their two totally different worlds collide ?

Alexandra Rakers was madly in love with Nikolei Machiavelli and was willing to do everything for him. The night before their big wedding, she had to leave Nikolei and the city with a heavy heart in order to save the love of her life from bankruptcy and lose his precious family's business. Little did she know that Nikolei detested her the moment she decided to leave him on their wedding day. By the time she came back to be with her true love, she was met with a cold, ruthless and bitter Nikolei instead of the warm, kind-hearted and loving Nikolei whom she had felt deeply in love with a few years ago. He had made sure that she knew and never forget how he loathed every second she was in his sight. What he didn't know that she was innocent from the beginning and when he realized it, will it be too late to win her back?

Phones, light typing...and murder. Think breaking into show business is hard? Try landing a temp job without office skills. That's the challenge facing aspiring actress Isobel Spice when she arrives in New York City, fresh out of college and deficient in PowerPoint. After being rejected by seven temp agencies for her lack of experience, Isobel sweet-talks recruiter James Cooke into letting her cover a last-minute vacancy at a bank. New to his own job, and recently sober, James takes a chance on Isobel, despite his suspicion that she's a trouble-magnet. His misgivings are borne out by lunchtime, when she stumbles across a dead secretary in a bathroom stall. Can Isobel find the killer before he strikes again?

Evelyn's day couldn't get any worse, until a local news anchor drops dead in her café. If that weren't bad enough the police suspect her former drug dealing cousin as the culprit, and Evie's not someone who just sits by while her family's in trouble. Putting on her sleuth hat she's in a race to find the true killer; not an easy task considering the deceased was a total ass to just about everyone he knew. Was it his neglected wife, sick of the constant verbal abuse? His pretty assistant, tired of being sexually harassed on a daily basis? Or was it his brother, jealous of the success he could never find himself? Hell, maybe it's that strange new guy that's only a quarter-step from being a bum. If Evie thought today was a hot mess, she's in for ride of her life. Evie Harper Mysteries: Book 1

Despite the illusion Sapphire Dubois presents to the rest of the world, she is not just your stereotypical 22-year old Beverly Hills heiress; she hunts serial killers. While her fellow heirs spend their nights with trending celebs and drugs at the hottest club, Sapphire secretly spends hers luring, capturing, and anonymously handing over So-Cal's most wanted killers to the police - just your average Tuesday night. What Sapphire doesn't know is that one of her adversaries is watching her every move, aware of both her true identity and her unconventional hobby. Needless to say, he doesn't approve. Used to being the one who redefines the definition of predator and prey, Sapphire's world abruptly shatters when a gruesome 'gift' arrives for her at the Beverly Hills Country Club. With her involuntary crush, handsome Detective Aston Ridder, close on her tail, Sapphire now has to rethink her routine strategy and figure out how to capture a killer who already knows she's coming.

When her wealthy father dies, Sylvie Pace's surprise inheritance is only the clothes she can fit into her (using the word loosely) "car" and a remote Florida ranch she shares with Walt McGurk, cowboy. (Based on the author's feature film screenplay, which won Honorable Mention, 2001 Writer's Digest Writing Competition, Television/Movie Scripts, out of 19,500 entries.) These opposites do not attract. She's Palm Beach, he's Podunk Holler. She's haute couture, he's old jeans, sweaty tee-shirts, and stinky boots. She's Italian sports cars, he's American-made pickup trucks. She's determined to find a way back to her old way of life, he's only trying to make a living. He calls her The Pouty Princess. She has labeled him The Abominable Cowboy. He says she's unemployed, she says she's "at leisure." He's dating the owner of Clarice's Beauty World in Clewiston. She's dating a real-estate tycoon with homes in Miami and Palm Beach. She's pretty, okay, but that can't make up for all the aggravation she causes poor Walt. She knows her way around high society, sure, but around a real house without servants or a concierge, she doesn't know how to do anything. Some of her mistakes around the house-especially the ones involving electricity-nearly kill him. The worst thing for Walt about the death of Sylvie's father? Harry Pace isn't actually dead. He's moving in the shadows of his former business world, locating and retrieving assets stolen by his former partners. Walt's job? Keep Sylvie safely squirreled away, far from the nefarious activities of Harry and his unscrupulous associates, until Harry can exact his revenge. Things get really interesting the day EVERYBODY shows up at the Palm Beach Polo Club.

Lola Hussey, 24 years old, no boyfriend, still living with her mum on a London housing estate and stuck in a going nowhere job in a third rate Private Investigation Agency. Life had to get better surely? When Derek Lewis, rich Australian playboy, is found dead after falling from the roof of his office in salacious circumstances, Lola's opportunity to flex her investigative muscles had begun. But it wasn't only Lola's professional career that was about to take off. Little did she know it, her love life was too. Between her new boss, Julian, who was an uptight Adonis, and Joe the office Romeo, Lola was having a hard time to keep her professional integrity intact and her sassy comments to herself. Still, a job was a job, and if it involved working with two handsome men then who else would be up for the challenge?