Author: whitneyg

It all started with a sex scene… away in ten minutes. He asked to meet me in person…We’d previously agreed to keep things digital, to remain faceless friends—since he was forty-two, and I was twenty-six, but neither of us could resist. When I saw him at the airport, I was instantly attracted to him. But I knew, right then and there, that we could never be. Turns out that the man I’d been talking to for the past several months is the last person I expected. The last person I should ever think about…He’s my dad’s best friend. more

We’re in this together—lie for lie, truth for truth.We’ve both been damaged by our pasts, both terrified of building a future…Still, there’s a sliver of hope for the both of us—if one of us is willing to fold first.He’s the king of lies, I’m the queen, and together we’re going to build one hell of a legacy…*This is the final installment in the Empire of Lies trilogy. *

The woman I fell in love with is a walking contradiction…She’s sexy as hell, yet infuriating. Hopelessly in love with me, but carefully plotting to get the hell away.She honestly thinks that I’m the ‘king of lies’?Well, she f-cking fooled you…She’s the queen.This is book 2 in the Empire of Lies trilogy

The man I fell in love with is a f-cking liar… I don’t have much time to reveal all the details, but I will say this: The “Woman disappears after wedding” and “Woman flees after honeymoon” headlines are lying.I’m not missing.I didn’t run away after my wedding.I would’ve never run away right after our amazing honeymoon.My husband has taken me.No, correction: He’s kidnapped me because he claims … me.No, correction: He’s kidnapped me because he claims that “its what’s best.” That I’m a mere pawn in his twisted game of chess.Despite the fact that my heart is still tethered to…

“Lean back on the table and spread your legs for me …”Being a doctor in New York City has never been easy. Especially for someone like me, who has a private practice and an incompetent staff who insists on leaving me to fill in for them. Over the past six months, I’ve performed one too many pap smears, three too many “breast exams,” and scrubbed in on several reconstructive surgeries. (This … several reconstructive surgeries. (This would be acceptable, if I was still interested in general medicine, but I’m not. I’m supposed to be a goddamn therapist …)When my team finally…

**Note: This is not a standalone novel or novella. This is the short continuation to the USA Today bestselling novel, Turbulence. This is us. This is our messed up love. This is turbulence. 

One dinner. One night. No repeats.As a high profile lawyer, I don’t have time to waste on relationships, so I fulfill my needs by anonymously chatting and sleeping with women I meet online.My rules are simple: This is only casual sex. Nothing more. Nothing less.At least it was, until “Alyssa”…She was supposed to be a 27 year old lawyer, a book hoarder, and completely unattractive. She was … book hoarder, and completely unattractive. She was supposed to be someone I shared law advice with late at night, someone I could trust with details of my weekly escapades.But then she came into…

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Over Us, Over You NOTICE: If the content you received is incorrect, please email the author at [email protected].. Subject: Delete this message after you read it…Dear Hayley,I’m assuming you’re still hungover, so I’ll make this brief.Last night, you slipped under my sheets (without my permission), and we almost had sex. I got the hell out of the bed once I realized it was you, and I took you … (without my permission), and we almost had sex. I got the hell out of the bed once I realized it was you, and I took you home.That’s the story.The end.Period.Just in…