Elle Nicoll

I fled New York to escape my cheating Fiancé. Only to collide with a man who’s running from the entire world. The day of my wedding I find my fiancé half-dressed behind an oversized potted plant, committing himself to one of my bridesmaids.

It started as a game. But playing against Jet Grant is a surefire way to have my heart broken. Staying with my grandfather’s friend in his country mansion is supposed to be a retreat. Somewhere peaceful that allows my creative passions to flow as I work on the most important thing in my life.

He’s the arrogant billionaire intent on revenge. She’s the woman who’ll stop at nothing to get justice. Even if it means getting uncomfortably close to the man she hates. Rafael Fairfax: devastatingly handsome, notoriously difficult billionaire CEO of Fairfax Guardian. His staff...

He’s New York’s most eligible billionaire. And I’ve been hired to find him love. I’ve built a thriving business doing what I love—connecting soulmates. So, when a woman begs me to help her father, I’m on the first flight from London. My track record is flawless. Until I meet Sterling Beaufort.

Whoever said money can’t buy happiness has never sold their worn stockings. Selling every pair to an anonymous buyer whilst working as a long-haul flight attendant means my lifelong dream is in reach. A home to call my own. It’s so close I can almost feel that front door key in my hand...

Denver Layne. A brooding, ex-special forces, six foot something wall of muscle who acts like having fun is a federal offense. He says he’s here to protect me. I say he’s here to ruin my life.

He’s New York’s coldest billionaire CEO. And I just accidentally became his daughter’s nanny. To be clear, I didn’t mean to become anyone’s nanny. There was a coffee shop. Some bunny-shaped foam art. And a serious case of mistaken identity. Now I’m working for Sullivan Beaufort. Grumpy. Guarded.

Some people go to Hollywood to chase their dream. My Hollywood dream is in seat 4A. After the stunt my ex pulled, no one would blame me if I swore off men forever, especially one like Mr Jay Anderson, Hollywood’s sexiest heartthrob. Maybe undressing me with his striking blue eyes as I perform...

He’s the arrogant billionaire who’ll stop at nothing to reclaim the woman he betrayed. She’s the one whose heart he broke—and who vowed she’d never take him back. Three years ago, I watched Vance Falcon leave the country with another woman on the morning news—from the hotel penthouse...

Jaxon King is a work of art—beautiful, unique…priceless. I meet him when he admires my artwork at a hotel opening. He’s older, he's sophisticated, he's a gentleman. At least he is with his clothes on. Out of them…well, that’s a masterpiece in itself. But even a connection as strong as...

I’d never swipe right for Logan Rich. I’d rather swipe him off a tall building. Nothing gives me the ick more than the name Logan Rich. The billionaire dating app addict is my brother’s best friend. He’s also a selfish man-child who single-handedly tore my life apart when I was a teenager.

"You need to understand something, Angel. Once you let me touch you, there's no going back." Reed Walker, notorious playboy, is running for New York mayor. He wants to deflect attention away from his less-than-wholesome image. The past has no place when you're trying to win the people's vote. So...

After my actions wreck my family, they send me to England, hoping the space will enable me to forgive myself and embrace life again. But the man I start working for is far from a savior.

"You are mine, Sweetheart. You were always going to be mine." They say, don't mix business with pleasure. I bet they never had to work with Griffin Parker. He headhunts me to manage the spa in his iconic New York hotel, the Songbird. It's a dream opportunity, but he's a nightmare in a designer...

They call me Sophie ‘The Handler’ Havers at my job as a criminal prosecutor because I’ve never lost a case. There’s nothing I can’t handle.

There are men. Then there's Blake Anderson. He was my best friend—until I left. Ten years apart have turned him into a handsome, rugged, tattooed wall of muscle. He even has his own fan club following the success of his smash-hit TV survival show. They call him Mr. Wild. One night he shows me...