Book 3 of The Conquest Series Leila Winters always rubbed her best friend's brother the wrong way. It went from petty little remarks and pranks to an all-out hatred of each other. While Leila is a free spirit, Nathan Charles is just like his father: old school, old ideas and old country. After coming back to the states after living in England for the past few years, Nathan is yet again in the midst of the girl he always hated. What he doesn't seem to get is that there is a thin line between love and hate, and Leila Winters makes him want to straddle that line and never look back.

Book 2 of The Conquest Series It is not absolutely necessary to have Impulse first. While it can be read as a stand-alone, this book may confuse you at times, though I will try to fill in the gaps as I go along Carlton Smith had everything a man his age could want: looks, money, women falling at his feet. When he meets a younger, more innocent woman than he's used to, what will happen when he finds out that she is not only different from the others, but also one of his best friend's daughters? Excerpt: A devious smile played on Carl's lips as he watched the girl smile. "I'm Carlton, Kitten- but you can call me Daddy any time you like," Carlton said, his lips coming up close and personal to the girl's ear. "Hmmmph? Carlton Smith?" she asked, not letting his proximity get to her. "The very same- you've heard of me?" Carl pondered. "You could say that your reputation precedes you, Mr. Smith," the girl said. If it hadn't been for the fluttery tone of voice, Carl would have thought her invulnerable to his charms. He smirked a little bit at the fact he did indeed affect her. "And your name, Gorgeous?" Carl asked, stepping back to give the girl a little breathing room. "I don't know if I should tell you," she said with a frown. "Next, you'll be asking for my number and I have no intention of giving that out to you." Carl was astonished and he let it show in his face for a moment. "And why is that?" "When I say your reputation precedes you, I meant your reputation as a womanizing, egotistical pussyhound that drops his pants for anything with a vagina." The crass language that slipped from her mouth made Carl even more eager to bring the girl to her knees.