Bøger udgivet af Louise Bay

A brand new enemies to lovers age gap steamy standalone romance.A grumpy, reclusive New York billionaire meets his match in the maid who makes hisbed (in more ways than one).When an older guy with a dirty grin and an expensive suit flirts with me from the nextbarstool, I don't realize I'm about to have a one-night stand with the man I desperately wantto work for.After a night that leaves my world (and body) shaken, I start my summer job housekeeping ina five-star hotel even though I'm determined to kickstart my career in tech. As I dust andpolish the Park Suite, in walks Mr. Dirty Grin-now with an icy glare.Why is the man from last night who was so charming (and good with his tongue) so furiousthis morning? As I piece together the puzzle, I discover the guest in the Park Suite is noneother than Ben Fort, the reclusive tech mogul I want to work for.Ben has kept his identity hidden for years and he wants to know how I figured him outovernight.As he questions me, I don't waste time telling him he's a (super-hot) grump who needs tolighten up-and give me a job.I don't want to sleep my way to the top, and he doesn't trust me. But neither of us can resistthe sizzling sparks that fly every time I fluff his pillows.

What's a heartbroken American to do when she's in London trying to get over her ex? Find herself a fake fiancé. Obviously.¿I'm walking past Big Ben, trying to get over the world's worst break up, when I slam into a hot hunk of British man.And pour scorching hot coffee all over him.My caffeine casualty not only forgives me for ruining his shirt, but when I ramble on about needing to distract the press from my recent heartbreak, he agrees to be my pretend prince charming faster than you can say 'espresso'. Our agreement is clear: nothing is real.Except the more time we spend pretending to be a couple, the harder it is to keep my side of the bargain. And his smoldering stare tells me he might be having the same problem.And then we have a game night. Maybe it's naked Twister that pushes us over the edge.I'm starting to think my fake fiancé might be husband material. For real.

My life was simple until Vincent Cove, an (annoyingly hot) American billionaire, arrived. He wants to convert the stately home where I live and work it into a glitzy hotel. Over my dead body. I'm just a small-town girl, up against Vincent's goliath fortune, but I won't go down without a fight. I'm taking on this billionaire bulldozer. If I'd known his plans I definitely (maybe) wouldn't have slept with him. And I'm determined to ignore the chemistry growing between us. Except his charm is distracting, his persistence is irritating and his forearms, sharp jaw and devilish smile are downright infuriating. At least I don't have to worry about him sticking around. A self-confessed rolling stone, he can't commit to a lunch order before noon, so there's no way he'll hang around long enough for me to fall in love with him. A standalone, enemies to lovers, small town romance.

My family are fighting over who's the next Duke of Fairfax. The rules say it's me-if I'm married. It's not a trade-off worth making. I could never limit myself to just one woman.Or so I thought until my world is turned upside down. Now, the only way I can save the empire I built is to inherit the title I've never wanted-so I need a wife.To take my mind off business I need a night that's all pleasure. I need to bury myself in a stranger.The skim of Scarlett King's hair over my body as she bends over . . .The scrape of her nails across my chest as she screams my name . . .The bite of her teeth on my shoulder just as we both reach the edge . . .It all helps me forget.I just didn't bargain on finding my one-night stand across the boardroom table the next day. Scarlett's making a business proposal. I've got more interest in a (fake) marriage proposal.A sexy, standalone romance.Other stand-alone books in this series. They can be read in any order.Book 1. King of Wall Street (Max and Harper)Book 2. Duke of Manhattan (Ryder & Scarlett)Book 3. The British Knight (Alexander & Violet)Book 4. The Earl of London (Logan & Darcy)Book 5. Park Avenue Prince (Sam & Grace)

As a chief stewardess on luxury superyachts, I massage egos, pamper the spoiled and cater to the most outlandish desires of the rich and famous.I've never had a guest want something I can't give them. Until British businessman Hayden Wolf comes aboard--all sexy swagger and mysterious requests.He wants me.And Hayden Wolf's a man who's used to getting exactly what he demands.Despite being serious and focused. Demanding and ruthless. He's also charming when I least expect it as well as being devastatingly handsome with an almost irresistible smile.But guests are strictly off limits and I've never broken a rule. Not even bent one. My family are depending on me and I can't lose my job.Only problem is Hayden Wolf is looking at me like I just changed his life. And he's touching me like he's about to change mine.A standalone romance.

I'm an all-or-nothing man-100 percent focused on whatever has my attention.First it was serving my country in the Special Forces. Then it was building my business. Right now it's the hot blonde at the bar who's about to become another notch on my bedpost.But women never keep my attention for more than a night. Until I peel off Skylar Anderson's clothes and her mask starts to crumble, showing me glimpses of the girl she's hiding. She's funny, sexy and vulnerable and throws me out of bed before I can catch my breath and suggest breakfast.When I start my last undercover job on a yacht, turns out, she's one of the crew. I try, but I can't look away. Her high ponytail shows off her kissable neck that tastes like summer. Her short uniform reveals the killer legs that were wrapped around me last night. And her provocative smile? I know what that mouth is capable of.I want to explore her body, discover her secrets and sail off into the sunset with her.I might want to go all in for Skylar, but she should stay away from me. I've got secrets of my own and they can only bring her trouble.A stand-alone novel.

A boss, his assistant, a snowstorm and just one bed. What could go wrong?They call him Dr. Perfect.I call him Dr. Aloof, Dr. Arrogant, Dr. If-you're-going-to-fire-me-just-get-it-over-with.If I had other options, I'd quit, but I need this job. Badly. So I jump at the chance to impress him by hand-delivering some important documents.Yes, he's staying on a remote Scottish Island, but I've got it covered...Until the ferry back is cancelled, there are no hotels on the island and there's a storm headed our way.So I'm snowed in with my impossibly handsome boss, who barely knows my name, in a tiny one-bedroom cottage in the middle of nowhere.But unlike the snow outside, his icy stare is beginning to melt and we don't need a generator to keep it warm inside.