Where in Europe would you escape to find steamy passion and temptation, with a hint of sexy danger? Greece? Italy? Spain? Maybe Portugal? Why pick one when you can have all 4!
 

Dangerous Desire in Santorini
 

A trip to a stunning Greek island, the first leg of a months-long summer vacation with my best friend, shouldn’t include kidnapping, gunshots, and a body count on the itinerary. 
 

I love Santorini, it’s a gorgeous island.
Although, that’s not all that’s gorgeous here.
Now I know why they call them Greek gods.
Tall, thick dark hair, mysterious dark eyes, tanned bodies with chiseled abs.
But this is supposed to be a girls trip.
The first time I met one of the “gods”, he stormed into me without apologizing. What a jerk!
The second time I met the same “god”, he got me so worked up, I slapped him. Hard.
The third time? Well, I guess that’s what bedrooms are for. And now I only want more.
 

But the secret life he’s running from just may kill me. 
 

Found By Love in Rome 
 

Nothing ruins a plan better than an ex-husband. Especially a dangerous one. 
 

I had a plan.
To enjoy some sexy hook-ups on the girls trip through Europe with my best friend.
First stop Santorini.
Check, mission accomplished. A delightful mission at that.
Next stop Rome.
Things were going according to plan.
But then the man I feared most in this world tracked me down to “take me back.”
Luckily, my Santorini Fling turned into my Rome Protector.
But he wants even more.
And part of me wants to give him what he’s looking for.
 

But I’m afraid the scars of my marriage have closed love’s door to me forever. 
 

Temptation in Barcelona 
 

Secret past meets secret present. When known, will their secrets push them together or tear them apart? 
 

The last year has been...complicated.
While living a secret life I’m still trying to escape, I tortured and almost killed the mother I didn’t know I had and discovered I had a twin brother.
So, when my new sister-in-law invited me along on the honeymoon I arranged for her and my brother in Barcelona, it was a no brainer.
Solitude, peace, relaxation, uncomplicated, and in Spain? Sign me up!
Until I turned around and saw the tour guide.
Tall, dark, and handsome is nowhere near enough to describe the mouthwatering vision before me.
And then I felt the sparks shoot up my arm when he touched my hand.
I have a feeling this trip is going to be...complicated.
 

But he has a secret he’s keeping too. There's only one way for this to end. Or is there? 
 

Fiery Passion in Portugal 
 

I went to wine country in Portugal to learn about wine, not to tear a family apart. 

I’m passionate about wine. 
And love. But as much as I want love, I’m not sure it’s destined for me.
I just bought a winery in Napa and am ready to throw myself at my new business.
So, my friend joined me on one last trip to learn as much as I can about winemaking before I devote myself to my passion.
First, I saw Miguel working in the vineyard, shirtless with his chiseled abs and his thick dark hair. He had deep, dark eyes and was playful and flirtatious. I was smitten. 
Then later that night, I met Leandro, a strikingly handsome yet serious and mysterious man that I was inexplicably drawn to. Maybe I want him too?
 

I didn’t know they were brothers and my passion for their vineyard, and them, ripped open old family wounds that may never heal again.