Julie Kriss

Dear Wesley Kane, We are not getting married. I know we had to get engaged as part of our companies' merger plans, but a fake engagement is all I'll agree to. For business purposes. We are never, ever getting married.We have nothing in common. I'm the nerdy do-gooder girl with glasses and you're the playboy with a new woman on his arm every week. I'm not your type, and you're not mine.Okay, so you're incredibly gorgeous. And funny. And you keep giving me That Look. And you've ditched all your other girlfriends for me. And I've seen you in nothing but your boxer shorts, and I'm still thinking about it. Because...wow.We have to be married by midnight Christmas Eve, and the deadline is getting closer. It doesn't matter if you might be my dream guy. It doesn't matter if I'm falling for you-it's just a business deal.We are never, ever-Oh God, I just kissed you again

My Fake Christmas Fiancé

Jingle Bell Beard

Emily was a cop's daughter, and I was the boy from the wrong side of the tracks. At eighteen, our affair was wild and completely secret. Until she left town for college and a better life, and I hit the road to nowhere.Eight years later, we're both back in town. My father is in prison; Emily is selflessly helping her sister. We should be farther apart than we've ever been. But I've never been able to resist temptation, especially when that temptation is Emily.I shouldn't go near her. But I do.She shouldn't say yes. But she does.Our chemistry is hotter than ever, but she's hiding something from me. Just like I'm hiding something from her. It's hard to tell whose secrets are more dangerous, until it all goes to hell.I can save her - and she can save me. But we'll have to break the rules.We're from different worlds. We don't belong together.But in the end, Emily and I are going to have to get dirty.

Drive Me Wild

First Rule of Spite Club: Don't fall for your fake boyfriend.Here's what happened: My boyfriend cheated on me with Nick Mason's girlfriend.We're both angry. What better way to get revenge than to pretend to get together out of spite?Nick is rude and rebellious and completely freaking gorgeous. He's not my type, and I'm not his. There's no way we would work outside of our little game of dirty sex and well kept secrets.The problem is, he's an addiction. Or maybe a plague. The more time I spend with him, the more I risk my good-girl image and my carefully built life.I might want what's bad for me. I might want Nick. And I might have to convince him - if I can survive him.

Spite Club

I’m no one. A mechanic. A getaway driver. A thief. I was born on the streets, and I like it rough — life, sex, everything. My job is dirty. My past is dirty. So is my future. Until I get out of prison and discover I’ve inherited a billion dollars. I’m not a good billionaire. I don’t care about penthouses, fancy dinners, or private jets. I don’t care about life and death. Hell, I don’t even care about money. I’m willing to spend every penny of it on one thing. Find the woman who gave me one unforgettable night before I went down. The woman who is too good for me. The woman I can never have. Find her. Get revenge on the man that hurt her. And make her mine.

Bad Billionaire

I can't date Dean Madden. He's a bad boy and my older brother's best friend. So what if I pretended he was my fake boyfriend in high school? That was a long time ago, and he never has to know. We're both grown up now. It's never going to happen.Until one hot weekend when everything happens.Now Dean has made a bet with me: four weeks of dating, and whoever gets dumped first loses. In order to win, I just have to date him. And the more dates we go on, the more I see the things Dean hides from the rest of the world.This might be crazy. It might make my brother mad. It might not be forever, no matter how much I want it to be.And it might be the wildest four weeks of my life.NOTE: This book was previously published under the title Bad Boyfriend.

How to Date Your Brother's Best Friend

I hate Jason Carsleigh. Gorgeous, sexy, perfect Jason Carsleigh. He was the golden boy in high school - the one every girl dreamed about. Except me. I have my reasons.He owes me big, so I'm calling in a favor. I need Jason as my date for my ex's wedding. He just has to wear a suit, look hot, and pretend he likes me. Then I'm done with him forever.I'm not going to tell him my secrets. I'm not going to see the not-so-golden side no one else gets to see. I'm not going to fall for him. And I'm definitely not going to rip that sexy suit off him and do every dirty thing imaginable.But every time I get close to the guy I hate, I get in trouble.One date. How bad can it be?NOTE: This book was previously published under the title Bad Wedding

An Enemies to Lovers Romance

How to Date the Guy You Hate

A buttoned-up counsellor. A hot ex-con with secrets. One session that changes everything. It was supposed to be simple: Let Jace Riggs walk into my counseling office, tell me how he's adjusting to post-prison life, and let him walk out again. But the first thing I've learned is that nothing is simple with Jace. He's tall, muscled, bearded and tatted. He's smarter than anyone else in the room and ten times more guarded. He's hiding things that would break any other man to pieces. He's a loner, a bad boy, and an infamous Riggs brother from the wrong side of the tracks. He's a hundred kinds of wrong for me. And even when I'm not his counsellor anymore, I still want to break down his defenses. Jace has never trusted anyone - until me. He says I'm the only woman he wants close to him. The only woman he's wanted in his bed - ever. And when he looks at me with that look of white-hot fire, I believe everything he says. My own secrets could get Jace sent back to prison - or get him killed. And he doesn't care. We had so little time. We might not have until morning. But with the fire ignited between Jace and me, forever wouldn't be long enough ...

Take Me Down

The stripper who came to my door got the wrong apartment. I was planning to tell her. But she kissed me first. Max You'd never know I'm a millionaire. I wear jeans and t-shirts. I'm a recluse. Afghanistan left me with scars inside and out. All I want is to be left alone. I sure as hell didn't order the stripper who showed up. All I know is that the hottest, sweetest woman I've ever seen is naked in my lap. I don't even know her name, but I want her. No good can come of this. And suddenly, I don't care. Gwen I strip for money. It's just a job. Until I meet Mr. Wrong Apartment. He's big and dangerous. Grumpy and damaged. Biceps that make me want to cry. One wrong house call, and suddenly I'm breaking my own rules. Things are spinning out of control. We're both broken. Maybe we can't be fixed. Together we're fire and gasoline. But I might let everything burn if he'll just touch me one more time...

Dirty Sweet Wild

I have a crush on my new neighbor. The one that everyone hates.I know all the rumors in the neighborhood. Andrew Mason is rich. He's gorgeous. He's a recluse. He's a genius. He's a jerk. The sign he puts on his porch on Halloween makes all of the kids cry.Oh, and a car crash seven years ago left him in a wheelchair.He seems to think that's going to put me off.I'm determined to get his attention, though he doesn't want company. I can't help it. I want to know what makes a man so beautiful and so complicated tick. I want to know what goes on in his brilliant, good-looking head. I want to know if his muscles feel as awesome as they look. I want to break down his defenses.But if I can break down Andrew's defenses, then he can break down mine. What starts out as a battle of wits becomes... something more. Something hotter. Something neither of us expected.When two damaged people crash into each other, they either destroy each other... or they fall in love.

Crashed

You wouldn't believe Dex Riggs and I are from the same town. He's the ultimate bad boy; I'm the one who goes by the book. He's a sexy former cop with a shady past; I'm the girl who married her high school sweetheart. But now my marriage is over, I'm burned out on my business, and worst of all, I never got the baby I wanted. And now I never will. Unless Dex is willing to make a deal. I get a baby; he gets... me. For a little while. Once I'm knocked up, we'll go our separate ways. That's the rule. I've never broken a rule. Dex has broken all of them. Which rule will we break first?

Make Me Beg

Baseball player. Single dad. Hot mess. No woman has ever tamed him

Work Me Up

My to do list: Revive my crashed PR career. Turn around the Kringle family business by Christmas. Convince my ex-boyfriend, NHL legend Matt "the Mountain" Kringle, to help me, even though I broke his heart when we were seventeen. Easy, right? Matt is huge, he's hot, and he's the grumpiest player in the league. I'll have to brave his bad attitude and his sexy beard if I want him to help bail out the family business and put my career back on track. I'll also have to try to forget - again - what an amazing kisser he is. None of it is going to be easy. Not when Matt's arrival in town leads to the Airport Incident and the Candy Cane Scandal - talk about embarrassing. But as Matt and I navigate disaster after disaster together, I'll have to get over the fact that I never got over him. And that love with Matt is a game I just might want to play.

Kringle Family Christmas, Book 3

Holden Whittaker broke my heart when I was eighteen. What kind of guy stands up his prom date and leaves her hanging, waiting for him to show up? A total jerk, that's who.Never mind. I left my tiny nowhere town and moved to New York to follow my dream of becoming an actress.Ten years later, my dream hasn't happened, and I'm working as the office supply girl at Morgan Financial Holdings, doing my best to keep my paycheck and not get fired by the world's most terrifying boss. Life couldn't get much worse, until I get stuck in an elevator and guess who comes to rescue me? In a city of eight million people, it's Holden.Turns out he's moved to New York, too, to be an EMT. I don't want to see my teenage nemesis as one of the good guys, but he's out saving lives every day, and he's still gorgeous and cocky. I could fall for him all over again, and that's a problem. Because it's only a matter of time before Holden crushes me again.My hometown heartbreaker isn't the guy I left behind anymore. If I could stop hating him, I might belong with him. The question is, which one of us will get hurt first?

Heartbreaker

A billionaire. His assistant. And a game that could cost both their heartsAidan Winters. Gorgeous, brilliant, ruthless, and filthy rich. He's known as the Man in Black, because New York's most sought-after bachelor is icy perfection in an all-black suit.As his executive assistant, I know his suit size, the security code to his penthouse, and the number to his private line. The only thing I don't know is what would make him fall to his knees for a woman.And then, one night, I discover Aidan's sexy secret. And he discovers mine.Now we play a very dirty game. By day, we're all business. But by night... he's not Aidan and I'm not me.No emotions. No lies. Except for one.If you think this is a story about a girl who hates her boss, think again.

Filthy Rich

I was a dead man the minute I inked her. I've spent ten years as the ink man for the Black Dog MC. When a member wants ink, he comes to me - and I always obey. Because even when you're not a member, disobeying the Black Dog is deadly. So they own me. And they also own her. Dani. Beautiful, sweetly sensual, temptation incarnate. The president's woman - completely off-limits. But when she comes to me for a tattoo, and begs me to get her out of the Black Dog before he kills her, my blood starts to burn for the first time in a decade. And when I realize my own reason for getting out - an inheritance from nowhere that will make me obscenely rich - I have to decide. Stay, and we'll both be sacrificed. Run, and we'll both have a price on our heads. Take Dani, like she begs me to, and I might not live to see morning. Some things, I hear, are worth dying for. Tonight is the night I find out.

Rich Dirty Dangerous

I've never been a hero. I'm the lawyer every third-rate criminal calls when he's been arrested - again. Or I was, until one of my clients became one of the richest men in the country. Now I'm supposed to clean up my act. It isn't so easy. I dress more like a biker than a lawyer, and I have friends in low places. As for women, ten years ago the divorce from hell left me scarred - I live alone, I sleep alone. Trust me, it's for the good of womankind. Then Charlotte showed up on my doorstep. Willing to work as my assistant to pay off her brother's legal bill. Beautiful and determined, even against the men trying to hurt her. She tells me I drive her crazy. She drives me crazy right back. I hired her. I watched her turn my life upside down. I saved her. I knocked her up. And then I fell for her. They say a bad boy can't be a good man. But they've never met me. And they don't know how determined I can be.

Julie Kriss

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