T.L. Swan

Ho conosciuto Tristan Miles quando ha cercato di acquisire la compagnia del mio defunto marito. Era potente, arrogante e tremendamente attraente, e l’ho subito detestato con tutta me stessa. Sono rimasta sconvolta quando mi ha chiamata tre giorni dopo per invitarmi a uscire. Preferirei morire anziché frequentare un uomo come lui, anche se devo ammettere che il suo invito ha fatto bene alla mia autostima. Rifiutarlo è stata una delle gioie più grandi di quest’anno. Sei mesi dopo, lo rivedo a una conferenza in Francia a cui è stato invitato a parlare. È sempre arrogante e irritante, ma questa volta sembra anche sorprendentemente affascinante. Quando mi guarda, sento un brivido corrermi giù per la schiena. Ma non posso cedere. È un playboy in completo elegante, e io sono una vedova con tre figli scapestrati. Devo solo arrivare alla fine della conferenza. Perché sanno tutti che Tristan Miles ottiene sempre ciò che vuole… e ora vuole me.

NOW AN AMAZON BESTSELLER IN FOUR COUNTRIES 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. 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. This is a stand alone, contemporary romance.

This is book two of the international bestselling, Dr. Stanton series. Follow the next five years for Cameron Stanton and Ashley Tucker ... 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. This is the Epilogue to Dr Stanton, a contemporary romance.

There were three things that I wanted in life. To dance like nobody was watching. Travel the world. And fall hopelessly in love. I did all three. We met at my older brother’s house and instantly I knew that he was trouble. He kissed me, right there in the bathroom without a care in the world. And from that moment on, I was his. We were young, brave and naïve when we met. Sneaking around and falling in love. Giuliano Ferrara was perfection. A beautiful, crazy mistake. With his big brown eyes and his boyish charm. But then the world fell apart and things didn’t go as planned. I never quite forgot him, no matter how hard I tried. Years later, we saw each other again. And by the look in his eye, I instantly knew. The sweet romantic boy I once loved is long gone. In his place, a dominant, powerful man. Who gets what he wants, when he wants it. We can never be together. It breaks my heart that he refuses to accept it. I’m the object of his affection. And what Giuliano Ferrara wants. Giuliano Ferrara takes.

We’ve all done it, salivated over a guy at the gym, imagined the unimaginable. Wanted what we can’t have. Only my fantasy has turned into an obsession. Every night like clockwork he’s there. Every night like clockwork I’m ready. I’m not the kind of girl who does this sort of thing and he’s exactly the kind of man that does. He’s as sexy AF. Dominant as all hell. Built like a machine. And when he turns up at my work My absolute worst nightmare.

His Christmas list.... The inaugural first year of Christmas short stories by T L Swan. Every year I will add a new short story to this collection and it will be live to download for 28 days only. Merry Christmas my beautiful readers, thank you so much for giving me a chance and reading my books. You really have made all my wishes come true. His Christmas List features the Short Story, Alaskan Jack When city girl Holly takes a business trip to Alaska, she was unprepared. Her assistant called in sick, she missed her flight, then had to drive for hours in the dead of night. Add to that, a storm, a car accident, and a grumpy saviour, Jack. When Holly is forced to spend the night in Jacks log Cabin. She gets more than she bargained for. Alaska, where the weather is wild, and so are the men.

Bienvenida a bordo del mejor viaje de tu vida, Emily. Agárrate, vienen turbulencias. El champán y el servicio fueron impecables. Y el hombre de ojos azules sentado a mi lado fue incluso mejor. Íbamos a Nueva York e hicimos escala en Boston. Disfrutamos de una noche de pasión y nos despedimos para siempre. De eso hace un año. Así que imaginad mi cara al verlo en la oficina en mi primer día de trabajo. Pero, por mucho que lo desee, estoy decidida a no dejarme tentar por los malditos ojos azules de mi jefe. Descubre el mundo Miles High Club, de la autora best seller del Wall Street Journal.

«Tristan Miles siempre consigue lo que quiere… Y ahora me quiere a mí». Conocí a Tristan Miles cuando me hizo una oferta para comprar mi empresa. La rechacé. Luego me invitó a cenar. Lo rechacé. Seis meses después, nos reencontramos en Francia. Aunque he intentado rechazarlo de nuevo, hemos pasado el mejor fin de semana de mi vida. Pero lo nuestro no tiene futuro. Soy viuda y tengo tres hijos pequeños, y seguro que Tristan no busca nada serio, ¿verdad? Vuelve la autora de La Escala con esta novela, best seller del Wall Street Journal

BenWe met five years ago when I was her family's bodyguard.Our time together was a secret.Her touch was different.... addictive.I fell hard and fast and then I left.I've thought about her every day since.As I sit here at a wedding watching her with her new boyfriend......I have regrets.Regrets for the past things I've done.But I won't regret what I'm about to do.She's telling me no but her body's telling me yes.I need her beneath me.I'm having her tonight.Bridget.It's the little things I remember about Ben.His smile and the icing sugar he had on his pancakes.What started out as private jokes between us soon turned into private visits.The quiet man at the back of the crowd.His dry wit made me laugh.His dominant body ruined me foreverHe never told me he loved me, until he was leaving.That was five years ago.Things are looking up for me.I met someone, someone special.But Ben is back.I find myself thinking about him ......more than I should.No matter how hard my heart is freefalling from my chest.I will never go back there.You only get to break my heart once.This is a stand alone, Contemporary romance.

Miles Ever After. The book of magical endings, featuring extended epilogues for the following, The Stopover The Takeover The Casanova The Do Over

He was gorgeous, older and guarded. I knew he was trouble from the moment we locked eyes. We met at work, on my first day as a barista. He smiled, I melted …. then he tasted my coffee and threw it away. Again, the next day, and the next. He hated the coffee, yet still came back. I knew his game. He called my coffee death in a cup. I called him god’s gift to women. I wasn’t lying. Then we 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 me on fire. Unable to help it, we fell hopelessly in love. The highest of highs. But his demons are dark, as are mine. I’m not sure if we can make it and I know that I have two choices. Walk away now to save myself. Or try and hold on and let love be the light. I choose option two.

He was powerful, older and my boss, a lethal combination. Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning. When I lied on my resume, I didn’t expect it to matter. I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought. But Julian Masters is definitely all man…the kind you dream of licking chocolate from. The first day was bad. The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene…. and equally fascinating. The second day was worse, he caught me snooping in his bathroom cabinet in my skimpy pyjamas and all hell broke loose. On the third day, I ran over him in a golf cart. And by day four I had decided that I wanted that chocolate…all of it. Melted….on me. But intelligent, widowed Judges don’t fall for ditzy nannies. Or do they?

He is powerful, older and my boss, a lethal combination. Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning. When I lied on my resume, I didn’t expect it to matter. I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought. But Julian Masters is definitely all man…the kind you dream of licking chocolate from. The first day was bad. The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene…. and equally fascinating. The second day was worse, he caught me snooping in his bathroom cabinet in my skimpy pyjamas and all hell broke loose. On the third day, I ran over him in a golf cart. And by day four I had decided that I wanted that chocolate…all of it. Melted….on me. But intelligent, widowed Judges don’t fall for ditzy nannies. Or do they?

He was gorgeous, older, and had the worst reputation in all of England. The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine. Our first meeting was at a wedding, where he followed me outside and kissed me. Our second meeting ended in a huge fight with me kicking him out. Our third meeting, I went on a double, blind date. You can imagine my surprise when I saw familiar blue eyes across the table opposite my friend. Oh….no…. He was sarcastic and witty and damn, If he wasn’t the sexiest bastard I ever laid eyes on. Then he sent me an email listing thirty reasons why I should go on a date with him. I was expecting a suave and intelligent list. Curious, I 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 was some of the most ridiculous things I’ve ever read. And the funniest. We laughed hard…and loved harder. You can outrun everything……except your past. And his has caught up. Wild handsome players don’t fall for wholesome girls like me, 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 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.

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.

Nathan Mercer, the only man in my life. Loving him was never an option. 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.

Alternate cover edition of ASIN B072KZJ7S7 I witnessed a murder and became a hostage.Held captive beneath the deck of a shipping container.... I realize, to save my life I need to become valuable.My body is my only weapon.Pleasure and pain.28 days is a long time to Play Along with his perverted demands.He thinks I enjoy them.It disgusts me that I secretly do.I hate him.I crave him.When my captor becomes my savior, escape will be my reality.Publishers note....This is a full length, stand alone, romantic suspense. It is not a dark romance.

Um encontro inesperado durante uma viagem de avião termina numa noite de paixão inesquecível. Recebi um upgrade para primeira classe de um voo entre Londres e Nova Iorque. a comida, o champanhe e o serviço eram impecáveis. O homem de olhos azuis sentado ao meu lado, ainda melhor. Era elegante e inteligente. Houve um clique, e conversámos e rimos durante horas. O destino encarregou-se de obrigar o avião a uma escala forçada e que tivéssemos de passar a noite no mesmo hotel. Sem planos, fizemos os nossos próprios planos. Saímos, dançámos e divertimo-nos. Passámos juntos uma noite de paixão que nenhuma mulher jamais esqueceria. Isto foi há doze meses e, como não trocámos contactos, nunca mais ouvi falar dele. Até agora. Ele é belo, poderoso e irresistível. Ela é... A única mulher que ele deseja ter. Consegui um emprego numa empresa da área onde sempre sonhei trabalhar. Na visita guiada ao edifício, conheci o diretor-geral. Podem imaginar a minha surpresa quando voltei a ver aqueles irresistíveis olhos azuis a observarem-me do outro lado da secretária de mogno. Mas a minha vida mudou no último ano. Já não sou a mesma daquela viagem. Agora tenho responsabilidades e, além disso, estou comprometida. Acabou de me enviar um email. Quer ver-me no seu escritório amanhã às 8h00 da manhã. Devíamos manter-nos afastados e usar de discrição no local de trabalho. Que tipo de reunião terá em mente?

From bestselling author T L Swan, comes a thrilling, forbidden, and romantic ride. He was the sun, the moon, and the stars in the sky.Joshua Stanton, the very air that I breathed.We fell in love when we were just seventeen.And if I had my time again, we would have lived happily ever after.But things didn’t go to plan, he took a job on the other side of the world, and we parted ways.Seven years later he has returned, but not as the sweet boy I once knew.He’s hard, an app developer millionaire, cold and ruthless, and he hates me for breaking his heart all those years ago.And I'll never admit it, but it’s still there between us.The butterflies, the longing stares, and all the goosebumps.I just have to get through this wedding tonight without going there.I cannot be left alone with him, not even for a minute.Because I know.My very heart depends on it.Editor’s note, this is a completed Contemporary Romance series.

We've changed. Darker, damaged and unable to conform. My husband Joshua is dealing with the past the best that he can.....as am I. Nobody else can understand the language we speak. The trauma we have been through. But with the pain comes pleasure and happiness is our gift. #returntopoundtown

The third and final piece in the Stanton puzzle Joshua and Natasha are finally as one, so in love like never before. But how dark are the secrets and how deep are the lies? And when is all said and done, are their lives and love Completely safe?

This volume contains the Stanton trilogy: Book 1: Stanton Adore Book 2: Stanton Unconditional Book 3: Stanton Completely She’s kryptonite. Sensual, sweet, and as annoyingly perfect as she was when I left 7 years ago. My body remembers the way she felt underneath me, and wants her again. My heart remembers the way she crushed it and wants as far away as possible. But she’s everywhere, haunting me, torturing me, driving me past all logical reason. I need to forget her, move on and get her out of my system, but to do that, I need to have her ... One. Last. Time. It started as a kiss. We never meant to fall in love. But I was 17 and carefree, And he was 19, beautiful and forbidden. Our families never would have accepted it… And I broke his heart to save his future. Now the boy I loved 7 years ago is the man I can’t have. He’s grown into everything my body craves, my heart demands. and my sense of decency rejects.

The follow up to the gripping first novel by T.L. Swan, Stanton Adore. 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.

From Wall Street Journal, BookTok, and #1 Amazon bestselling author T L Swan comes the sizzling story of Gabriel Ferrara and Grace Porter. Bonus chapters included in this exclusive paperback edition! 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.

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?

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.

They say there are three things you should do at least once in your life: 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.

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?

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.