From the #1 bestselling billionaire romance author of Black Ties & White Lies comes the second book in a series set at an exclusive country club in the Hamptons. Bad for Business is an enemies to lovers, billionaire, forced proximity romance releasing fall of 2025. The current release date is just a placeholder. Pre-order today so you don't miss the anticipated second book in Kat's Pembroke Hills series!

It's difficult to find a husband in Regency England when you're a young lady with only half a soul. Ever since she was cursed by a faerie, Theodora Ettings has had no sense of fear or embarrassment - a condition which makes her prone to accidental scandal. Dora hopes to be a quiet, sensible wallflower during the London Season - but when the strange, handsome and utterly uncouth Lord Sorcier discovers her condition, she is instead drawn into dangerous and peculiar faerie affairs. If Dora's reputation can survive both her curse and her sudden connection with the least-liked man in all of high society, then she may yet reclaim her normal place in the world. . . but the longer Dora spends with Elias Wilder, the more she begins to suspect that one may indeed fall in love, even with only half a soul. Bridgerton meets Howl's Moving Castle in this enchanting historical fantasy, where the only thing more meddlesome than faeries is a marriage-minded mother. Pick up HALF A SOUL, and be stolen away into Olivia Atwater's charming, magical version of Regency England!

Holland Alistair is the gorgeous computer prodigy who took the real estate game by storm. Arrogant. Surly. Eyes of steel. He meets me on the worst day of my life and gets his fern kicked. Literally. I’m sure I’m getting sued. Instead, I get a job offer. Turns out, managing Alistair’s schedule—and temper—is actually his revenge. In the office, his eyes follow me everywhere. Is he going to fire me or devour me? I can’t decide what I want either. I plan his death on my off-time. I kiss him senseless in my dreams. Hate and want. Push and pull. All we do is tiptoe around what’s between us. Until one chance meeting with his adorable daughter changes everything. Suddenly, I’m seeing the softer side of Alistair. But falling for him wasn’t in my job description. And neither is stealing kisses in the office stairwell. Can I keep my head on my shoulders when the office grump sets his sights on me? And what will happen if news of our forbidden romance gets out? Enjoy fierce, determined heroines and flawed, alpha heroes with kids? Then dive in! Every book in the Billionaire Dads series is BWWM and can be read as a standalone. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and, of course, a guaranteed HEA!

Holland Alistair is the gorgeous computer prodigy who took the real estate game by storm. Arrogant. Surly. Eyes of steel. He meets me on the worst day of my life and gets his fern kicked. Literally. I’m sure I’m getting sued. Instead, I get a job offer. Turns out, managing Alistair’s schedule—and temper—is actually his revenge. In the office, his eyes follow me everywhere. Is he going to fire me or devour me? I can’t decide what I want either. I plan his death on my off-time. I kiss him senseless in my dreams. Hate and want. Push and pull. All we do is tiptoe around what’s between us. Until one chance meeting with his adorable daughter changes everything. Suddenly, I’m seeing the softer side of Alistair. But falling for him wasn’t in my job description. And neither is stealing kisses in the office stairwell. Can I keep my head on my shoulders when the office grump sets his sights on me? And what will happen if news of our forbidden romance gets out? Enjoy fierce, determined heroines and flawed, alpha heroes with kids? Then dive in! Every book in the Billionaire Dads series is BWWM and can be read as a standalone. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and, of course, a guaranteed HEA!

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Amerie Cross and Arnold Hightower. And now a toast from the maid of honor, Janelle Cross! Hi everyone, thank you for being here. Some of you may know me as the sister of the bride. Some of you may know me as the ex-girlfriend of the groom. But I'm willing to bet none of you know me as the woman secretly sleeping with the best man. I am. I know, I'm just as surprised as you. It was only supposed to be for the week; but every kiss, adventure, and stolen moment with Rome Martin feels like it could last forever. Oh well. What happens in Tulum stays in Tulum. Right?

Blaire Monroe is the only woman I’ve ever loved, and the only one I’ve let break my heart.It’s been ten years since she ran from this town, chasing a life that didn’t include the cowboy next door who blurred the line between best friend and something more.Now she’s back.Fresh off a busted engagement and hiding out on her grandmother’s crumbling strawberry farm like the past never happened.Like she doesn’t still linger in every part of me I’ve spent years trying to erase.But Blaire isn’t the kind of girl you forget.She’s reckless, untamed, and impossible to hold without getting scorched.We collide the second we’re in the same room.Too much heat. Too much history. Not nearly enough distance.The tension crackles, the pull is impossible, and before long, we’re right back where we swore we’d never be—pressed against the wall, her hands in my hair, my mouth on hers like I’ve been starving for a decade.I tell myself I can handle it.But the truth is, this cowboy was never meant for casual.Not with her. And sure as hell not again.

Blaire Monroe is the only woman I’ve ever loved, and the only one I’ve let break my heart.It’s been ten years since she ran from this town, chasing a life that didn’t include the cowboy next door who blurred the line between best friend and something more.Now she’s back.Fresh off a busted engagement and hiding out on her grandmother’s crumbling strawberry farm like the past never happened.Like she doesn’t still linger in every part of me I’ve spent years trying to erase.But Blaire isn’t the kind of girl you forget.She’s reckless, untamed, and impossible to hold without getting scorched.We collide the second we’re in the same room.Too much heat. Too much history. Not nearly enough distance.The tension crackles, the pull is impossible, and before long, we’re right back where we swore we’d never be—pressed against the wall, her hands in my hair, my mouth on hers like I’ve been starving for a decade.I tell myself I can handle it.But the truth is, this cowboy was never meant for casual.Not with her. And sure as hell not again.