Olivia Hayle

James Carter is the tall, dark and handsome CEO of Carter Corporation, a billionaire in his prime. He's powerful, he's rich, and he knows just what he wants. Andrea Marks is his personal assistant, and she quickly discovers that the two of them share more than just a passion for business. They are too similar for their own good, drawn to one another with a fire that threatens to consume them both. They can try to fight it, but their attraction is undeniable. A 9,000 word steamy short story only available to newsletter subscribers!

A paradise island. Two strangers. The attraction they never saw coming… When Eden dumped her cheating ex before the wedding, the last thing she expected was to go on their tropical honeymoon alone. But with no refunds possible, she packs her budget guidebook and broken heart, and sets off. She plans to relax on the beach, swim in the ocean, and drink cocktails until she feels like herself again… or falls over. Whichever comes first. What she’s not expecting is the brusque, handsome stranger who sits down at her table on the first night. Philip Meyer is a grumpy workaholic, and so irritatingly cynical that it makes her forget she’s grieving just to prove him wrong about the world. The two have nothing in common… except trying to forget who they’ve left behind. The luxury resort isn’t too big, and fate soon pushes them together again. And again. Catamaran cruises and midnight swims give way to late night room service and whispered nothings. Maybe opposites really do attract. But every vacation has to end, even the very best ones… Can these two opposites make it last? This steamy romantic comedy is the perfect summer read! Great for fans of The Love Hypothesis or Beach Read, it involves a feisty heroine and the grumpy hero who reluctantly (but inevitably) falls for her charms...

My one-night stand turns out to be my billion-dollar enemy. Yeah, I’m screwed—and unfortunately not that way. I meet a handsome man at the bar, the kind you only dream about. You know the one? He drinks his whiskey neat and power oozes from his suit-clad form. The night we spend together is perfect—I’ll treasure the memory for as long as I live. Until I discover who he is. Who’s the billionaire asshole trying to tear down my bookstore? My one-night stand. Correction: my rich, handsome, calculating one-night stand. I hate his determination and his ruthlessness. I hate the way he smirks and the thick fall of his hair. But most of all, I hate that I can’t look at him without remembering our night together—a night he’s keen to repeat. During the day, we’re at war. At night, we’re lovers. Sorry. I think they call it, ahem, fudge buddies. The two things are strictly separated. No funny business. No emotions. And definitely no falling for him. BILLION DOLLAR ENEMY is a brand-new standalone romance from author Olivia Hayle! Guaranteed to show you a good time, it has her trademark smart heroine and a filthy rich hero who is as charming as he's infuriating...

Marrying the man I hate is bad enough. But falling for him? That'll be the death of me. Gabriel Thompson and I are like oil and water. Our New York families control two of the nation's largest companies and the business rivalry is decades old. We've carried the torch ourselves since childhood. But then we bump into each other after a conference in Vegas. Drinks are involved, and he utters the three little words I can't resist. I dare you. The next morning we wake up hungover, late, and worst of all, married. It's a PR disaster. To save our reputations, we have to sell this marriage to the media and to our families. Go to parties. Move in together. Act in love. Neither of us have ever mentioned that one drunken night in college, when we crossed lines branded into us from birth. I'd assumed he'd forgotten and moved on. He hasn't, and he's determined to show what I've been missing. But Gabriel is too confident, too smug, and far too attractive for anything real. I can never let my guard down. With his ring on my finger, we're destined to be enemies forever. Til' death do us part... unless we kill each other first.

Thinking outside the box resulted in the best night of my life. Until I discover the man I spent it with is my new boss. Attending a secret party where clothes are optional wasn’t a life goal of mine. But when the exclusive invitation ends up in my mailbox by accident… well. Who wouldn't be curious? It's not like I'm going to do anything. The handsome stranger I meet has different plans. One glance across the crowded party, and an hour later we're stretched out on silk. Our night together is glorious. No names and no regrets. But I’d forgotten there’s always a price to pay for pleasure. I find out the cost when I start my internship. Because who is the new venture capitalist CEO? Tristan Conway, aka my handsome stranger. Powerful, determined, intriguing... and single. Oh, and he wants to see me in his office. Thinking outside the box got me into this mess. Now if I could just stop thinking about the boss...

Grant Wood. Even his name is sharp and unforgiving. I’ve disliked him since the first time we met, all those years ago.  He took one look at me and dismissed me as vapid and ignorant. The spoiled young daughter of his business associate.  Sure, I’d done my best to live up to that image lately, but the judgment still stung. We had carefully avoided each other ever since. It was a perfect plan. We were both happy with that. Until I’m given an ultimatum by my dad.  
“Work at the family empire or I’ll cut you off.” So I have to swallow my pride and show up at the office of Grant Wood, CEO. The only good part is that he seems just as unnerved by me… and I love it when his cold facade falters. So if they want me to intern at Hathaway’s? 
Fine. I’ll be the best intern they ever had. I'm going to prove Grant wrong about me.  And I’m going to push his every button.

My rule is to never fall in love with a client. His rule? To never fall in love at all. I work at an elite matchmaking company. A failing one, to be honest. We’re near bankruptcy when billionaire Anthony Winter invests. It’s only business for him—he doesn’t believe in the company’s mission. No, Anthony tells me true love is a lie and our clients are delusional. He’s a cynic in a thousand-dollar suit. He’s also a challenge I can't resist. We make a bet. I have three dates to prove our service works. Three dates to set him up with the woman he never knew he needed. He has no intention of finding one. I have no intention of being her. But as we spend time together, I realize his cynicism is only a facade. He’s a man hiding a painful secret. A man hurting. And most definitely a man worthy of true love. He saved my company. Will he let me save him in return?

Julian Hunt is a legend. A tech billionaire and a playboy philanthropist. He’s not someone you meet, not without a six-month wait. Except I did—and not in that sweet, meet-cute kind of way. I wish. No, I manage to run head-first into Julian Hunt in a nightclub. It’s the spill-my-drink-over-his-suit kind of headfirst, the break-my-heel kind. But the arrogant bastard doesn’t leave. No, he carries me to my car. He implies that I fell on purpose to catch his attention—how dare he!—and after I’ve chewed him out, he asks for my number. I don’t expect to see him again. After all, lightning doesn’t strike twice. Except it does, when Julian’s involved. Because when I walk into a business negotiation the next day, who’s sitting on the other side? Julian Hunt. He’s wearing a smirk and a perfectly tailored suit, and he’s not there to play. He dominates. I walk out of the negotiation having—somehow!—been offered my dream job. It's an offer far too sweet to refuse. But if there’s one thing more intimidating than Julian Hunt at a nightclub, it’s Julian Hunt as a boss. A persistent, dominant, sexy-as-hell boss. He might have decided that we’d be perfect together, but I won’t be tempted by his broad shoulders and wicked tongue. Julian might be a hunter But I refuse to become prey. “Arrogant Boss“ is a riot of a romantic comedy, starring a billionaire bad boy looking to woo the woman of his dreams, a pint-sized girl with big dreams and a ton of sexy banter. Stand-alone, no cheating and HEA-guaranteed!

He’s ruthless. He’s my new boss. And he’s used to getting what he wants. I’m drunk when I send my job application to Henry Marchand. “It’s not like you’re going to consider hiring me anyway, you elitist.” Yep—that’s actually what I write. Excuse me while I start tunneling to China. When he summons me for an interview, I’m floored. But I’m also unemployed, so I say yes. Yes, absolutely, yes. He offers me the position of his personal assistant. Is it the job I want? No. But his firm is brilliant, and I’m determined to work my way to the top. Nothing will stand in my way, not even an inconvenient attraction to my new boss. He’s competitive, ambitious, harshly good-looking. His new favorite sport is challenging me—my limits, my wits. The chemistry between us soon sizzles and burns. Lines get blurred. Boundaries are crossed. He’s not as cold as he seems. And he wants me.

House-sitting a mansion for the summer sounds easy, right? Until my rich, single dad neighbor catches me in a compromising position. Hint: I’d just taken off my bikini top. He’s billionaire Ethan Carter, a living legend in the tech world and father to two adorable little girls. Oh, and he’s the kind of ruggedly handsome that belongs in a calendar with firefighters and puppies. “Welcome to the neighborhood,” he says, grinning. The catch? He can afford to live here—I can’t. Differences in income and age make anything more unthinkable, not to mention he’s coming off a terrible divorce and has no time to himself. We agree we can’t be anything more, even as neighborly drinks turn into not-so-neighborly kisses, and kisses turn into… well. Let’s just say he finds creative ways for us to use my kitchen counter. He doesn’t know if he’s ready to trust again. I don’t know if I’m ready to give my heart. But as summer ends, we might not have choice in the matter. BILLION DOLLAR CATCH is book three of the series SEATTLE BILLIONAIRES, but can be read as a complete standalone! It’s a sweet, steamy romance with a lot of heart, not to mention scenes designed to make your Kindle burn!

The golden angel who swooped in to save me from a nightmare first date turns out to be a billionaire vulture circling the company I work for. Carter Kingsley: My savior and ruthless corporate raider hell bent on destroying the newspaper I love. Oh, and my new boss. His first order of business? Cut half the staff. I should hate him. Easy, right? Wrong. I met him two weeks ago, when he saved me from the most awkward first date of my life. I was looking for a way out when he strolled up in a ten-thousand dollar suit with a winning smile, and told a white lie that turned the date from hell into heavenly bliss. I left with his number in my phone, and spent the next two weeks staying up late to text him. He's charming. Funny. Sincere. Completely unlike the ruthless villain who comes in and carves us up. My first order of business is to interview the new boss. But who is sitting on the other side of the desk? The man who saved and charmed me, or the one who’s threatening everything I hold dear? Carter insists that we can still be friends, but I know that the whole situation is a ticking time bomb.

Adam Dunbar was once the boy who never gave me a second glance. Now he’s the hot billionaire next door who can’t look away. I go home to Fairhill for the holidays to escape my cramped city apartment and failed career. My to-do’s are spending time with family, eat turkey, and watch bad Christmas movies. Reigniting my crush on my brother’s former best friend was not on the list. Adam is back in our small town after a decade away. He’s older, richer, and more of a Scrooge than ever. Christmas is commercialism, and he won’t have any of it. Me? I start listening to holiday music in October. But our clashing opinions on the season don’t stop the attraction growing between us. Could this grumpy billionaire actually be my perfect Christmas gift in disguise? And if so... Do they accept returns?

Fake dating my billionaire boss to get revenge on my ex? Yes please. But falling for him? That’s something I vowed never to do again. Isaac Winter is the fourth-generation owner of the legendary 5th Ave hotel that bears his last name. He’s at the top of New York high society… and I’ve just left it behind. When he hires my company, I’m thrust into endless meetings with him, determined to impress the cold, untouchable leader of the Winters. The last thing I expected was to start fake dating him. He needs his match-making family to take a step back. And me? Revenge on my cheating ex-husband sounds great, and even better when it’s with a man whose name opens every door in the city. The line between fake and real soon gets smudged by our late-night conversations. Isaac’s driven, passionate, intelligent… and far less controlled than he seems. Revenge feels deliciously suite. But I’m done with rich New York men and their cheating ways. They think they can buy anything they want… but my heart’s not for sale.

The mysterious stranger I spent an unforgettable night with is the billionaire who ruined my life… and now I have to live with him. He's all green eyes, mussed hair and a dirty mouth. He’s good at strip poker, and even better at what comes after.Two weeks later, I walk into a meeting in LA with the subject of my next memoir... and it’s him.Aiden Hartman. My hot one-night-stand, and the billionaire owner of Titan Media, the company that ruined my life and made me change my name.Now I need to spend two months at his side or risk losing my next contract. Living in his Bel-Air mansion, shadowing him daily, and writing his memoir.Aiden invites me into his world of wealth. He brings me as his date to movie premieres and buys me expensive dresses. But he won’t tell me everything I need for the book.We argue in his office, and I taunt him in bikinis by his pool. It’s a dangerous game we’re playing, especially when Aiden offers me a deal too good to refuse.He’ll spill all his secrets… if I tell him mine.

There's nothing worse than working with an arrogant blue blood who despises everything about me. Except getting stuck with him in the middle of nowhere. "They’re just models. Air-headed and vain." That’s what Rhys Marchand says the first time we meet, knowing I can overhear him. He’s the last person I want to be paired with for this travel campaign, but unlike him, I wasn’t born with a silver spoon. I don’t have a choice. So it doesn’t matter how much we despise each other, because I’d be crazy to turn down an around-the-world job to shoot in exotic locations. Not even Rhys’s brooding will stop me. But somewhere between the turquoise-blue waters of the Caribbean and the cobblestone streets of Paris, I begin to see the real him. The man who’s complicated and strong-willed, intelligent and secretive. The man who holds me tight in the back of a Jeep on a desert night. Rhys soon learns that I’m more than I seem. The only problem is that so is he.

My billionaire boss is the absolute last person I’d marry. Until a deal with the devil forces me down the aisle... ready to say yes to the boss. I once compared Victor St. Clair to Satan, but that’s unkind. Even the devil treats his demons better than St. Clair treats me. I know his schedule by heart. He can’t remember my first name. So when he calls me into his office, I’m expecting another rant. Instead he says he needs to get married to inherit the St. Clair fortune. Oh, and the kicker? He wants to marry me. His assistant. A one-year marriage of convenience to the boss I hate. It means living with Victor’s dark stares and silences for a full year. But it’s also a chance to quit my job and start my own business. He’s a jerk, but he’s also a respected businessman. How hard can it be? Answer: very. Because there’s more to Victor than I thought. Things beyond learning his lunch orders and sending company memos. And while the man is cold, his kisses are hot enough to consume us both. He drove me crazy at work. Now he drives me crazy in bed. But craziest of all is… I might get used to being Mrs. St. Clair.

The woman I love has always been off-limits. She was my best friend’s fiancée… and now my new roommate. I thought I was used to pain. Harper dated my best friend for years, and I was going to be the best man at their wedding. Until she blows up the engagement and shows up in London with a new job.Being friends never worked for me. That’s why I moved away. But here I am, unable to resist her again. And when I see the tiny, unsafe apartment she’s renting? I insist she move into my giant Kensington townhouse. Roommates. Should be fine.Or not. Because I find Harper’s "thirty things by thirty" list and decide to help her fulfill it. Showing her around London, taking her on trips, sleeping in the same bed… helping her explore things her ex was never interested in.But it doesn’t matter how close we get, because Harper is newly single, unimpressed by my wealth, and doesn’t know I’m love with her. One wrong move and I might ruin this relationship forever.

Liam Carter was once my best friend and childhood crush. Now he’s a playboy billionaire in need of a fake fiancée. The first time I meet Liam again after fifteen years, I ruin his suit with marinara sauce at a fancy party. I’m the caterer, he’s the guest. It’s only mildly humiliating. But the second time I see him? That’s when he pops the question all girls long to hear. Will you be my fake fiancée? Apparently, he needs to shed his playboy image, and fast. Liam’s nothing like the boy I remember. Tall, broad and poured into tailored suits, he now has more money than he can count. In exchange for my help, he vows to make my cheating ex jealous, showing up to my job with roses in hand and crooked smiles. It’s a game, just like the ones we played as kids. Well, maybe not just like those—they never involved heated kisses. But as make-believe bleeds into reality, I can't stop wondering... are we too different now to make something last? Billion Dollar Fiancé is book four in the Seattle Billionaires series but can be read as a complete standalone!

My brother’s billionaire best friend is my new boss. The same man who’s hated me for years, you ask? Yep, the very one. Nicholas Park has the worst reputation in the city. He isn’t a man you befriend—trust me, I’ve tried. No, he’s made it crystal clear what he thinks of me. Vain. Spoiled. Underserving. I could probably continue, but then I’d have to ask Nick for his list, and he’d say no. Courtesy of my brother, Nick reluctantly offers me a consulting job at his firm. He expects me to turn it down, of course. I accept out of spite. Three months of arguments and dark stares. Of sudden, stolen kisses at company parties. The heat between us grows, bursting into a wildfire that threatens to consume me whole. Nick has pushed me away all these years for a reason. For your own good, as he says. I’m not the man for you. But I refuse to listen. We're done playing it safe.

Hiring my little sister’s best friend as the new nanny for my kids? Big mistake. Isabel is fifteen years too young, too kind, and far too attractive for this to be anything but a problem. Nannying requires her to move in, living close enough to reach out and grab... Not that I would. I’m old enough to know better. She’s a professional ballerina recovering from an injury, and I’m the CEO of a multibillion-dollar conglomerate. She needs a job. I need a nanny. It’s a simple win-win. Wrong. It’s sheer torture. Coming home late to find her curled up on the couch. To see her smile at me and ask how my day was. She’s beautiful, and always around, and the thoughts I’m having soon turn inappropriate. But that life is behind me. My wife died years ago, and I can’t handle another relationship. Can’t handle the complications, the feelings, or the inevitable pain. Even if Isabel is a temptation too sweet to resist. Kissing her is addictive… and soon I can’t keep my hands to myself or stay on my side of the penthouse. It’s easy to forget things like age gaps and fears in the heat of passion. But us together is a mistake… even if it quickly becomes my favorite one.

My new boss is my best friend’s older brother and the golden boy of Paradise Shores. Me? I'm the misfit single mom who never wanted to fit in... Being forced to move back to my hometown after a decade away is embarrassing, but I’ll do anything to protect my little girl. I’ll even wait tables at the elite Yacht Club… now owned by the boy I once had a huge crush on. He’s grown up and claimed his rightful place as King of Paradise Shores. Parker Marchand was a star athlete and professional sailor who never looked at me twice. He’s strong and steady, everything my abusive ex wasn't, but I'm a struggling single mom and professional screw-up. What could we possibly have in common? But Parker doesn't believe in no win situations. He wants to be my knight in shining armor. His plan: Charm my daughter. Take me sailing. Out to dinner...and into his bed. Make me forget everyone but him. The man I’ve always wanted is within reach, but I've been burned too many times to trust again. Parker has a brilliant future and I’m running from my past. Everyone knows knights in shining armor aren't real, and I’m too old to believe in fairy tales. Even if Parker is making it hard not to...

Hayden Cole was good times dressed like bad news. Dark hair falling over eyes that had seen too much. Full lips curving into a smile that set my body on fire. The way he disliked everything about my sheltered world, except me. I spent years in love with the groundkeeper’s nephew. In the darkness, in the silence, our hearts spoke the same language. Until he left without a word and tore mine right out of my chest. Ten years later he’s back from the Navy. He’s every inch the rogue I remember—broken smiles and amber eyes. And he’s determined to fix the wounds of the past Lily Marchand was everything I knew I could never have. The golden child of my uncle’s rich employer. She has always been so painfully out of my reach. I’d known it, and I reached for her anyway, and it led to disaster. Ten years might have passed, but she can still bring me to my knees with shame. As if I didn’t break my own goddamn heart by leaving her back then. But a decade can change a lot of things. This time I’m not giving up without a fight—not when I know she feels the same. Her parents might still hate me and her brothers might want to kill me. But there is no way I’m letting them run me out of town again. Some love stories are simple. But ours never was. ✔️ Forbidden love ✔️ Second-chance romance ✔️ Broody, tortured hero ✔️ Feisty, genuine heroine ✔️ Standalone

It's been two years since the end of The New York Billionaires. The five couples are all busy enjoying the holiday season. Who's been naughty or nice? What secret has Audrey been keeping? And what on earth do you give Victor St. Clair for Secret Santa? This is a ten chapter novella following each main couple from the New York Billionaires series. It's fun, it's fluffy, and just a lil' bit spicy. Grab yourself a cup of hot cocoa and catch up with your favorite characters at Christmas time! Beware, though: if you haven't read the main series, or if you're looking for a plot, this isn't the novella for you. This one's all fun and (almost) no conflict!