A pampered and privileged Manhattan socialite must teach an unpolished and denim-loving nobody from the Louisiana Bayou how to fit in with the upper crust of New York City.


Made in Manhattan

Violet and Cain's Love Story

A Romantic Standalone

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  • This is has one steamy, explicit sex scene.
  • Written in third person, with heroine-only POV.

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An Apple and Amazon Best Book of the Month • "The perfect contemporary romance with a NYC flair and Gossip Girl energy.” —NY Post


From the New York Times bestselling author of the Central Park Pact comes a reverse My Fair Lady for the modern era about a pampered and privileged Manhattan socialite who must teach an unpolished and denim-loving nobody from the Louisiana Bayou how to fit in with the upper crust of New York City.

Violet Townsend has always been a people pleaser. Raised in the privileged world of Upper East Side Manhattan, she always says the right things, wears the right clothes, and never rocks the boat. Violet would do anything for the people closest to her, especially her beloved grandmother. So when she asks Violet to teach the newly-discovered grandson of her friend how to fit in with New York City’s elite, Violet immediately agrees. Her goal? To get Cain Stone ready to take his place as heir to his family company…but to say he’s not exactly an eager student is an understatement.

Born and raised in rural Louisiana and now making his own way in New Orleans, Cain Stone is only playing along for the paycheck at the end. He has no use for the grandmother he didn’t know existed and no patience for the uppity Violet’s attempts to turn him into a suit-wearing, museum-attending gentleman. But somewhere amidst antagonistic dinner parties and tortured tux fittings, Cain and Violet come to a begrudging understanding—and the uptight Violet realizes she’s not the only one doing the teaching. As she and Cain begin to find mutual respect for one another (and maybe even something more), Violet learns that blindly following society’s rules doesn’t lead to happiness…and that sometimes the best things in life come from the most unexpected places.


Without warning, Cain slipped a hand behind her head, and pulling her face toward his, kissed her.

His lips boldly explored hers, firm and warm. The kiss seemed to say everything he wouldn’t aloud, but it felt like a code that she couldn’t quite crack.

Cain pulled back and straightened, releasing Violet as suddenly as he’d reached for her. He grinned shamelessly and reclaimed his beer bottle. “I don’t care about Alice.”



She rolled her eyes. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you don’t know her name. I’m not even sure you know mine.”

She’d never heard him call her anything but the gently mocking Duchess.

“I know it. ‘Course I know it.”

Violet didn’t turn her head, just cut her gaze his way. “We’re going to talk about that kiss, or ignore it like we did the last one?”

He tipped the bottle up to his lips, smiling. But he said nothing.