Billionaire
Ever After
by
Mary Hughes,Victoria Pinder Arabpour, Tia Morris, Courtney Runion
Hunt, Ann Omasta, Christine Kingsley, Traci E Hall, Rossie Cortes,
Margo Bond Collins, A.E .Easterlin Elayne Cox, Blaire Edens Lateia
Elam Sandifer , Tierney O'Malley, Cheryl Phipps, Michele De Winton,
K.L. Brady, Talia Hunter, Allison Gatta, Debbie White, Stephanie
Queen, Caitlyn Lynch Catherine Bilson, Cristiane Serruya
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Romance
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EXCERPTS
Mary
Hughes
Bad
Boy Billionaire’s Lady
Elizabeth
promised a dying man she’d protect his charitable legacy. But how,
when the greedy, manipulative sharks on the board want her out? And
now the biggest shark of all, the Lovless heir, is coming home.
Rebel
Lovless joined the Navy to escape his robber-baron grandfather
molding him into a ruthless copy. So when the old man dies, the SEAL
returns to give away his billions, only to find surprise
charities—and a hostile board tearing at the throat of charity
organizer, classy lady Elizabeth Rothschild.
Excerpt
Just let
me escape. I vow never to take a shortcut again.
Feet
pursued Elizabeth. A hand clamped onto her coat. Her pulse kicked
into overdrive.
“Where
d’you think you’re going?” Skullcap dragged her to a stop.
She
swung around, messenger bag first, the kitten carrier clamped to her
body.
The
mugger grabbed her by the lapels—and tore open her coat beneath the
carrier strap.
She
sucked in a shocked breath. Inhaled a wash of male stink. She
recoiled automatically, heart hammering. The kitten released a
terrified screech.
“Well,
well.” The mugger dragged her back, his foul excitement pouring off
him. “What’s this?”
She
struggled against Skullcap’s hold, impotently, horrified that the
situation had careened so out of control. Her blood thundered in her
ears as she tried desperately to think of a way out…or was that the
sound of a motor?
Suddenly,
the hard roar of a powerful machine filled the mouth of the alley.
Beyond
the muggers, a motorcycle skidded into the narrow way, its harsh
engine reverberating against the buildings.
The goon
spun toward the intruder. Freed, Elizabeth clutched the carrier and
stumbled back, her pulse racing frantically.
The bike
tore down the pavement and squealed to a stop a few feet from the
mugger.
A big,
helmeted, leather-clad man sat easily on the low-slung seat. Scuffed,
shitkicker boots rested flat on the pavement.
Her
panted breaths rasped in her ears. The mugger’s more dangerous
biker pal? God, and she’d thought things couldn’t get worse.
One boot
rose to toe the stand down. With a fluid lift of his muscular leg,
the man dismounted easily, unfolding to almost a giant’s height.
Face completely covered by a mirrored visor, he stood before them
without a word.
More
dangerous? Try deadly.
Elizabeth’s
breath came in frosted little pants. Was she rescued, or in even more
trouble than before?
Victoria
Pinder Arabpour
Tempting
Harry
As the
Christmas holiday approaches, Roxy’s determined to lay low and get
through the holiday unscathed, but when she meets Harry, her plans
suddenly change. Could their chance meeting lead them in a better
direction or will their broken hearts and spirits prevent them from
finding their happily-ever-after?
Excerpt:
Her face
was hot. Chris had been supposed to come for Thanksgiving, but when
they were about to make the trip up, he broke up with her and slept
with another woman, all on the same day. Which was sadly fitting as
he’d cheated on his fiancĂ©e, Calliope, when he met Roxy. Her
mother would probably say publicly that she got what she deserved, if
she was given another opportunity. She had already told her
privately, on more than occasion. Roxy thought it herself. She hugged
her stomach, then looked at her mother’s blue eyes and squared her
shoulders. “If I go offer to get him a drink or something, you’ll
leave me alone and not talk about either my looks or my love life?”
“Oh,
very well. I’m sure you’ll like him.” Her mother pushed her
slightly again, to tell her to move faster. She hated having to
introduce herself to anyone. Someone else had introduced her to
Chris, so the social awkwardness had been lessened when she met him.
But she had no time to think about any of that now. She took a step
forward, lightly tapped the man’s rather strong muscular arm, and
did exactly what her mother had told her. “Hello, would you like a
drink or something?” At that moment, the front door opened and
everyone in the room grew silent. The attractive, so far unnamed man
placed his hand on her shoulder. “Stand behind me.” Without
another word, he blocked her view. She peeked around him and saw Gabe
and her uncle Tom greet a dark-haired man. “Who is that?”
Tia
Morris
Billionaire
Puppy Love
A sexy,
busy corporate CEO and billionaire hires an attractive woman as his
live-in pet sitter when a basket of puppies is dumped at his
corporate office by his zany aunt who wants him to settle down and
find love.
Excerpt
This was
a date, not a business meeting, and she’d taken the job as his pet
sitter in hopes of being his PA. Well, they could spend time
together, and she would keep things very professional. Friendly, but
not romantic.
They
stopped to admire the silvery light of the moon shining on the nearly
flat ocean. Emma sighed and plopped onto the sand.
Max sat
next to her. “I was going to be a gentleman and remove my jacket so
you wouldn’t get your dress sandy. And then I remembered I didn’t
wear a jacket.”
She gave
him a shy smile. “I like you in these clothes better than a suit.”
He
leaned close. “Look at that moon,” he murmured, sliding an arm
around her waist.
And then
he was stroking a hand down her back, his touch assured and
confident, but amid the hunger on his face was absolute tenderness.
The
tender look evaporated all her resolve. Emma fell backwards onto the
sand on her side. Max did the same, facing her.
She
didn’t care if her dress was stained or that sand covered her bare
legs. All that mattered was this moment…and Max.
“You’re
so cute,” he murmured, cupping her cheek.
Emma
wrinkled her nose. “Puppies are cute. I’m not a puppy.”
“When
you do that little thing with your eyes…”
“You
mean when I roll them because you’re comparing me to a pet?”
“Hush,”
he said softly. “You mean a lot to me, Em. I haven’t felt this
way about a woman in a very long time. You’re sweet and generous
and beautiful, inside and out.”
Emma
gazed up at him as the waves lapped at their feet.
“Em,
I’m going to kiss you now.”
Courtney
Runion Hunt
A
Bridesmaid for the Billionaire
Being a
bridesmaid in her best friend’s wedding means Jenny Malone will
have to face her college sweetheart. Finn Jones shattered her heart
when he left her behind on graduation day. Over the years since Jenny
and Finn parted, he’s grown up and made himself a billionaire in
the process. When they help their best friend elope in the islands,
will Jenny and Finn find their second chance at love or will it be
just another island fling?
Excerpt:
"I
want a billionaire too.” A bedraggled Jenny Malone greeted her best
friend when she opened the front door of her penthouse in Thorne
Tower. Pausing in the glorious marble entryway, perfumed with the
rich scent of lilies and roses from the enormous display centered on
a carved wood table near the elevator, Jenny tossed her sodden cheap
black umbrella into the stand by the door and slipped off her soaked
pumps. When her bare feet pressed against the chilled marble floor,
she shivered. Even though it was only early October, the Manhattan
night outside pelted down cold rain from an indifferent sky. She’d
gotten soaked on her dash from the subway.
"Bad
date with your tinderfella?" Callie Matthews led her friend into
the sumptuously decorated penthouse that was now her home. In June,
just as school ended for the year, Ashton Thorne hired Callie to care
for his son, Oliver, over the summer. As a struggling kindergarten
teacher with space in both her schedule and her bank account, Callie
accepted the challenge. Within just a few weeks, Ash and Callie fell
madly in love. Now, her friend and former co-worker lived in the lap
of luxury with a diamond that cost more than Jenny’s outstanding
student loans winking on her finger.
Jenny
wasn’t jealous or even envious. She loved Callie like the sister
she’d never had. But, there was a tiny part of Jenny that wished it
was her getting breakfast served on silver platters instead of
grabbing a stale bagel at the local bodega. Or being driven around
Manhattan in a climate-controlled private limo instead of taking the
crowded subway to work, smashed in with the other bleary-eyed
commuters. And, of course, Jenny would love for a hot, handsome, sexy
guy to look at her the way Ash looked at Callie. If he happened to be
ridiculously wealthy, so much the better.
And why
not wish for the moon while she was at it?
Ann
Omasta
The
Broke Billionaire
Despite
rolling in cash, Trey Donovan feels broke in the ways that truly
matter… love, passion, friendship, loyalty, intimacy, and desire.
Will Ellie Thorne change that or break him for good?
Distracted
and tired, Ellie did not expect anyone else to be on the road as she
drove to her bakery at the crack of dawn.
Trey was
out for an early morning jog, attempting to escape some of the stress
and pressure that surrounded him at his corporate empire.
Ellie
had no idea that the mysterious, handsome pedestrian she hit with her
car was powerful business tycoon, Trey Donovan, and he intended to
keep it that way.
Will he
be able to win her heart without using his money as a crutch? Is she
the woman he’s been waiting for, or will she leave him even more
broken than before?
Find out
now in The Broke Billionaire.
Excerpt:
The urge
to cry was almost overwhelming, but she refused to give in to it. She
would let it all out once the stranger was safely at the hospital
receiving treatment for his injuries, but right now she needed to
focus all of her energy on getting them out of this predicament.
She
couldn’t help but notice that the weight of him on top of her
wasn’t entirely unpleasant, but she didn’t have the luxury of
time to be able to focus on that. As she was trying to decide if
gently rolling him off her would risk injuring him further, she
realized his breathing had hitched.
She
didn’t have to wonder for long if he was awake. He shifted slightly
and she gasped in surprise when she felt the firmness in his pants
pressing into her upper thigh.
“At
least that isn’t broken,” he mumbled near her ear, making the
tiny hairs along the back of her neck stand at attention as a
thrilling chill raced down her back.
M.M.
Chabot
Saved
by Him
For two
years I have been barely living... until James came into my life and
changed everything. James I must be crazy. I am not looking for a
woman. I don't see myself ever settling down anymore. I just wanted
her.
Sierra I
lost myself when my husband died. What I didn't expect was to meet
this blue-eyed hunk of a man. I know he wants something I can't give
him, but can he save me from this life I have been living
This
book is part of a series, but all books can be read as a standalone.
This is book one of the Renwick Billionaire Romances and will be
written into a full-length novel.
Excerpt:
"Oh,
my–" gagging again causes her to turn around abruptly, to get
away from the smell making her eyes water, right into the hard chest
of a man. A man who doesn't seem pleased. Even though her heart was
beating really fast, it wasn't due to anxiety or fear this time, but
rather, to the proximity of this beautiful specimen in front of her.
Though her body was frozen, she slowly trailed her eyes up and down.
He had chestnut brown hair she could run her fingers through, with a
strong jaw she would love to trail kisses down. And those eyes, wow,
they were the brightest aquamarine she has ever seen, the same eyes
she saw in her dreams after the accident. Eyes that she remembered
with warmth and compassion, and they were offset with dark, full
eyelashes. That mouth would even be beautiful if he wasn’t frowning
so hard, and if it wasn’t directed at her.
Sierra
wasn't sure when she sighed – probably when her traitorous body
realized that man's hard body was pressing up against her still, but
she heard it and her face turned red, especially when he took a
couple steps back and gave her a death glare.
Christine
Kingsley
Breakaway
Colin
Caldwell is spending his summer in the small seaside town of Breakers
Bay, where his only goals are to escape, relax and have a good time.
He's a notorious playboy, but why wouldn't he be? As heir to Caldwell
Enterprises, he's had all the girls in town lining up for a summer
fling ever since he was eighteen. Except for the one he really wants.
Hadley Hendricks has always kept Colin firmly in the friend zone,
ever since he started showing up every summer twelve years ago. This
year, he's determined to make her his for the summer. What he doesn't
expect is for Hadley to get so close that he doesn't know how to
break away again. Or if he even wants to.
Traci
E Hall
Billionaire
by the Sea
Michael
Livingston wakes up under a pier with no recollection as to how he
got there, and a woman trying to steal his Rolex. Maggie Kohl
discovers a drunk socialite on the surf and tries to pull him to
safety. These two strangers come from different worlds. Will they
find common ground?
Excerpt:
Maggie
put her hand on the stranger’s shoulder, calming him. Had he been
partying too hard? His dark brown hair was trimmed, his watch, a
Rolex, and silk boxers a sign that he had money and probably people
searching for him. A bachelor party, she guessed. He seemed too old
for spring break shenanigans.
“It’s
okay. We just think you should go to the hospital or something to get
checked out.” Maggie nodded at him with encouragement.
“I’m
all right.” His jaw set stubbornly.
“I
found you passed out on the sand by the pier. No clothes,” she
said. “I think that’s cause for concern.”
“You
can’t remember your name,” Madeleine interjected in her
no-nonsense way. “Were you taking drugs last night? On the beach
with friends?”
“I
don’t do drugs.” The man’s frown formed deep grooves between
his brows. “I don’t think.”
Madeleine
eyed Maggie. He can’t stay here.
Maggie
felt responsible for him, somehow. “Listen, let’s get you cleaned
up. Maybe some breakfast will help bring back your memory. What do
you remember last?”
He tried
to stand but his legs gave out, and he plopped back down on the
paddleboard. “I don’t know.”
Madeleine
left them on the dock and opened the marina door wide. “Maggie, can
I speak to you?”
Maggie
reluctantly rose and put her hand on the man’s shoulder to offer a
light squeeze. What a night. Dad used to say God protected drunks and
idiots. Which will he prove to be?
Rossie
Cortes
Book
Title Rescue Me
Short
blurb: Jackson Burke was in trouble. Somebody wanted him dead and
framed for a crime he didn't commit, and his only salvation lay on
the woman who had betrayed him once. Would he be willing to lose his
heart for a chance at redemption? Anne had never expected to see
Jackson again, not after he had broken her heart so carelessly
without even a backward glance or an explanation. That had almost
destroyed her once. Would she risk her heart again to help him
restore his good name?
Margo
Bond Collins
Billionaire
in Blue Jeans
Sierra
MacAllan has two rules: never sell off pieces of her hometown to
billionaires and never have one-night stands with cowboys. Then Cash
Crawford walks into her office and turns those rules upside down. Now
she’ll have to decide what to with her very own billionaire in blue
jeans.
A.E
.Easterlin
A
Billionaire in the Bargain
Moira
Carruthers needs a husband - fast. Before he died, her father stole
money from the family foundation and the only way to fund it is to
access her trust. Shy of her birthday by three years, she must marry
to get the money she needs. Jackson Kennedy needs a wife - fast. DCS
insists he be married before he can adopt his brother's special needs
baby, Priscilla. The mother signed over parental rights, but the
grandparents want a fight. She needs a husband; he needs a wife. If
only it was that simple. A chance meeting, an instant attraction, but
a whirlwind romance often causes as many problems as it solves.
Blaire
Edens
Dram
Good Brew
Lachlan
McGowan has it all: a thriving Fair Trade coffee business, a private
jet and a fat bank account. He’s not looking for a wife but he
needs one to close a very profitable business deal. Marijoy Harris is
a Chicago waitress and a guardian to her little brother. When her
heating unit conks out in the middle of a brutal winter, she’s
willing to make a deal with Lachlan. He’s given her the money to
fix the heat, but she doesn’t like to owe anyone money. She’ll
pose as his wife for one weekend on a coffee plantation in Colombia
in order to absolve the debt. What neither one of the realizes is
that a fake marriage can still ignite real sparks and they might need
more than one weekend to figure out if their love is for real.
Tierney
O'Malley
The
One
He
didn’t expect to fall in love, but it happens. She only wants to
see his face, but he stole her heart instead. And then something
magical happens. Kooch Kirkpatrick is as committed to raising his
daughter alone as he is to protecting her from the prying eyes of
everyone—until gorgeous and sunny Adrienne joins his staff. Within
days, she earns everyone’s trust, brings laughter into his home,
and makes him realize that she’s the one he’s been waiting for
all his life. But her inquisitiveness has him questioning who she
really is. All Adrienne wants is to start with her new job. But
meeting her new employer not only makes her fall deeply in love with
him, but he piques her curiosity to the max. Kooch has been revered
as a great man by his staff and around the world, however—he hides
a secret. Can Adrienne resist finding out what he hides, or will her
curious nature ruin their chances of a happy ever after?
Excerpt
Adrienne
found another hallway again which reminded her of the documentary
film about Versailles. The hallway was long, but not that wide. One
side was all mirrors and the other side was rooms. Some of the doors
were open. She peeked in a few. They looked to be guest rooms.
Sighing, she stopped walking.
“Seriously.
A place this big should have signs!”
She was
about to turn around when she heard someone behind her. As if someone
had touched her spine, Adrienne shivered. Without looking, she knew
who it was.
Him.
Would he
tell her his name this time? Adrienne started walking again, but with
a slower pace. “Were you following me the whole time or just
happened to catch me snooping around?”
Kirkpatrick
chuckled. “I happen to hear your muttering. You see, this castle is
really quiet that every little noise or voice bounced around the
walls gets kinda loud. Lost again, are we?”
“Yes
we are. Can you tell me what part of the castle I am in right now?”
“Rendezvous
hallway.”
Adrienne
sucked in her breath when she felt that Kirkpatrick stood so close
behind her. So close that she could smell his cologne. If she turned
around right now, she’d bump into him. “Rendezvous? So, do people
actually meet here?”
“Perhaps.
I don’t keep tabs when the guests are here.”
Adrienne
faced Kirkpatrick and found herself staring at his chin. She took a
step back and almost melted. Good lord. He was one great specimen.
Wearing a pair of faded blue jeans that hugged his hips and pale blue
long sleeved shirt that he rolled up, he looked so amazingly
delicious. It was rude to stare, but it was exactly what she did. She
wanted to run her fingers through his still wet hair and feel its
texture. Hell, there must be a million women who wanted to do just
the same thing. Oh, jeez. He most likely was dating someone, too.
“What about you?” she asked with a frown.
Kirkpatrick
moved a lock of hair off her cheek. “What about me?”
“Do
you meet someone here?”
“No.
You’re the first actually.”
“Well,
I’m not a guest. And I’m not here to rendezvous. You?”
Kirkpatrick
shrugged. “Why are you up early?”
“Because
I have work to do. Why are you up early?”
“Habit.
What’s up with the frown?”
“Nothing.”
Because I just realized that you probably have a girlfriend or
girlfriends and I’ve been fantasizing about you. “Is it your job
to check the castle to make sure nothing is missing?”
Kirkpatrick
shrugged. “Where are you heading?”
“Kitchen.
Could you show me how to get to the kitchen?”
“Of
course. First, tell me why the sudden mood change?”
Kirkpatrick
surprised Adrienne when he hooked his arm around her waist. “What
mood change?”
“Loosen
up.” He began massaging the small of Adrienne’s back. “Are you
always moody when hungry?”
“What
are you doing?”
“Come
back to me,” he whispered.
Cheryl
Phipps
Ruthless
Billionaire
Billionaire,
Benjamin Knight, needs a ‘date’ for his sister’s wedding. About
to call an agency he literally falls over a promising candidate.
Uncharacteristically, he offers the cute and feisty red-head the job
without knowing anything about her. A short time later Ben’s
thinking this might be a huge mistake.
With her
florist shop burned down, Jenna Molloy is desperate for money.
Working for a sexy billionaire seems like a lifeline that could even
be fun, until the wedding of the year turns into a disaster. Except
for that one night of passion. Will one night be enough?
Excerpt
"Oww!
Watch where you're going, buddy."
Ben
rolled to his side and found one of the workers cross-legged on the
temporary floor, with a handful of decorations and a glint in her
deep green eyes.
"Buddy?"
She
shrugged. "I don't know your name."
"Ben."
"Well,
Ben. I’m hardly invisible, and you nearly squashed me."
"Sorry,
I had no idea that anyone was there."
“Fine.”
It
clearly wasn’t fine, as she snubbed him and went back to making
decorations. She leaned to the side to fetch scissors and some kind
of raffia from a table. Her shirt lifted to flash a portion of a very
trim stomach, and her jeans hugged her backside. With her hair tied
in a ponytail, she was both cute and sexy. She stretched once more,
and he was leaning more to the sexy part, about then.
"You're
staring, Ben."
"Yeah,
I guess I am.” He got to his feet as a compelling idea burst into
his brain. “Are you a nice person?"
"Pardon?"
she screwed up her button nose.
"Do
you eat with a knife and fork, and are you pleasant to be around?"
Her eyes
widened. "Are you having some sort of breakdown? Should I call
someone?"
Michele
De Winton
Love
Stuck
Fashion
Week meets Wall Street.
When
Sass Hunt loses her stylist job, again, she pulls out every favour
she’s got left to find an A-list client to start her own agency.
But her make-or-break session with sexy Investment Banker Kirk
Anderson is a disaster. He laughs her plan to give him a funky new
look out the door, and her brave plan turns into a scramble for the
exit.
The next
day the last place she wants to be at is her friend’s wedding,
especially when she finds Kirk’s name on the guest list. She slips
out early, only to find Kirk has the same idea and they’re forced
to share the elevator. It shudders to a stop mid-floor, and Sass
freaks. Trapped in the claustrophobic space with a man who humiliated
her, this time there’s nowhere to run.
But when
Mr Wall Street starts stripping away Sass’s fashionable outer
layers, will they discover a connection that’s more than skin deep?
Excerpt
-
This
could not be happening. Sitting beside her the same sensation came
over him as had crept up his spine in his office. Her scent wrapped
itself around him, and he was taken back the moment he touched her
arm. His body didn’t care what his head thought, his blood was
already on its full-speed-path around his body, trying its very best
to distract him. When her hand held up the wine glass she’d
refilled from the bottle in the center of the table, he watched her
long fingers curl around the glass stem and wanted them curled around
him instead. This is not happening.
During
the entree, she nudged his elbow and made him drop his fork. Then
when the mains arrived, she spilled a large dollop of gravy on the
tablecloth and his jacket sleeve.
"You
did that on purpose," he said, mopping at the growing brown
stain on his grey suit.
"If
I'd done it on purpose you would have known about it, trust me,"
she said and then put a large helping of mashed potato in her mouth.
As she curled her tongue around her fork to get the last vestiges of
the super creamy mash off, he couldn't take her eyes off her. The
soft pink tip of her tongue darted at the fork. Then she let it
linger on her lip before it disappeared. It should have repulsed him,
but all he could think of was capturing that lip in his. She caught
him staring. "What? Do I have gravy on my face?"
"You
should do, the way you've been slurping at it. I'm surprised you
haven't started licking the plate." He said it as cover. To hide
that he’d been watching her and letting his imagination take his
rational mind hostage.
She
rolled her eyes at him. "Man, who put a carrot up your butt this
morning? I thought you were rude on Monday, but today…" She
hissed out air through her teeth. "Today you've reached a whole
new level of cold, Mr Anderson."
"I'm
not sure of your definition there, Ms Hunt. If by cold you mean able
to enjoy my food without making it into a performance art event, then
sure, I'm cold.”
She
laughed, completely ignoring his attempt at disdain. "Maybe I’m
missing a trick. I’m sure there’s a market for gravy performance
art out there.”
K.L.
Brady
ACQUIRED
Sparks
fly when Nicki, a single, 40-something successful real estate broker
and Devin Sloane, a newly single, 30-something billionaire real
estate developer meet on an unexpected trip to the Caribbean -- they
fall hard and fast. But they’re vying for a valuable piece of land
critical to their professional goals. While love brings them
together, will ambition keep them apart?
Excerpt
Nicki
gave Devin an overt once-over, examined him from head to foot to head
again, and said, "You're entirely adorable, but shouldn't you be
sitting over there...at the kiddie tables?"
"Kiddie
tables?"
She
pointed to the main seating area where dozens of women lined up and
waited with anticipation to test their puzzle pieces against Damon's
for a date with the billionaire. "I would think a young stud
like you would be standing in line to catch Damon Sloane’s
leftovers."
He
jerked his head back. "Uh, no. I don't deal in leftovers. And I
may look young, but I’m old enough."
"Old
enough, huh? Well, how old does ‘enough’ look on your birth
certificate?" "Thirty-five...and a half."
"You're
still counting halves, huh? I knew it. I smelled the Enfamil from
across the room," she said before glancing at her watch.
"Such
a pity, too. Anyway, I should be getting back to my stateroom.
They've probably delivered my luggage by now, and it's past my
bedtime." He gave her the side-eye.
"Hmm.
That's funny."
"Why?"
she said, turning to leave her seat.
"Please
don't take any offense. I just didn't know that angels slept. You
learn something new every day."
A slow
smile crept across her lips. "That was incredibly corny...but
cute," she said, sitting down. "You win. Buy me a drink,
and I'll give you fifteen minutes. You can ask anything you want."
"Fifteen?
I'll take it," Devin replied. "But, uh, you do realize this
is an open bar." "I won't tell if you don't."
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Blaire
Edens
Dram
Good Brew
Excerpt
Nicki
gave Devin an overt once-over, examined him from head to foot to head
again, and said, "You're entirely adorable, but shouldn't you be
sitting over there...at the kiddie tables?"
"Kiddie
tables?"
She
pointed to the main seating area where dozens of women lined up and
waited with anticipation to test their puzzle pieces against Damon's
for a date with the billionaire. "I would think a young stud
like you would be standing in line to catch Damon Sloane’s
leftovers."
He
jerked his head back. "Uh, no. I don't deal in leftovers. And I
may look young, but I’m old enough."
"Old
enough, huh? Well, how old does ‘enough’ look on your birth
certificate?" "Thirty-five...and a half."
"You're
still counting halves, huh? I knew it. I smelled the Enfamil from
across the room," she said before glancing at her watch.
"Such
a pity, too. Anyway, I should be getting back to my stateroom.
They've probably delivered my luggage by now, and it's past my
bedtime." He gave her the side-eye.
"Hmm.
That's funny."
"Why?"
she said, turning to leave her seat.
"Please
don't take any offense. I just didn't know that angels slept. You
learn something new every day."
A slow
smile crept across her lips. "That was incredibly corny...but
cute," she said, sitting down. "You win. Buy me a drink,
and I'll give you fifteen minutes. You can ask anything you want."
"Fifteen?
I'll take it," Devin replied. "But, uh, you do realize this
is an open bar." "I won't tell if you don't."
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Talia
Hunter
How
To Rock A Billionaire
Three
nights together. Two thousand dollars. One chance to fall in love.
Jackson
Brent knows the numbers. There are nine hundred people in the world
who are richer than he is. Fourteen days before his critical new
product launch. And one woman he can’t forget.
When the
tech billionaire collides with his teenaged crush, he sees his chance
to possess the woman he wanted years ago. Offering her a job as his
date for an important conference, he sets the boundaries with a
contract forcing the wild rock chick to play by his rules.
Meghan
Paige has plans of her own. Running from a bad relationship, all she
has left is a beaten-up guitar and battered dreams of stardom. She
desperately needs the money Jackson offers, but besides singing,
there’s one other thing she’s good at — rule breaking.
“Jackson
thinks he can use his fortune to control me? Buckle up, Billionaire,
I’m about to rock your world.”
Excerpt:
Meghan
put on the headphones that were on the stand next to the microphone,
then picked up the guitar.
The
intensity of Jackson’s gaze made her shiver. His eyes were almost
black, and his crooked nose made his face effortlessly masculine. If
it had been perfectly straight, he would have been too pretty. But
inside that expensive suit was a bare-knuckled fighter, and it was
that hint of rawness that made him so damn gorgeous.
Jackson
flicked a switch on the mixing desk. “Just like old times.” His
voice came through her headphones, so familiar it made her chest
ache. If only she could wind back the clock. She’d made so many
mistakes in her life, she’d take a do-over in a heartbeat.
She
strummed some chords, then winked, wanting to make him smile. “I’m
going to sing an original song I wrote after I caught my ex-boyfriend
cheating. It’s called, ‘Looking For Your Laptop? Check The
Microwave, Asshole.’”
When he
laughed, the years dropped away and he was eighteen again. Her heart
contracted. God, what a heartbreaker.
Really,
she planned to sing him a song she’d written years ago, when she’d
first started working as a back-up singer. Her songs had been better
back then. Gutsier. She hadn’t written anything she really liked in
years.
Jackson’s
dark eyes were on her, heating her blood. Singing for an audience had
always given her a charge so strong it was as good as sex—especially
when her audience looked like him.
Taking a
deep breath, she launched into the song. As soon as she started, she
knew she’d do it justice. The sound in the recording booth was
amazingly clear, and the acoustics brought out the richness in her
voice. Damn, she sounded good.
The joy
of it bubbled inside her like champagne. This was what she was good
at. Being able to sing wiped away all the pain and knocks to her
self-confidence. It made her feel strong. Powerful. And horny.
When the
last note died away, there was a long silence before he spoke.
“I
have a proposition for you.” His voice was husky.
Allison
Gatta
At
His Command
Lottie
Strong is everything Jake Prescott can’t stand in a woman—willful,
entitled and stubborn. In fact, if she weren’t so stunningly sexy
he’d say there was nothing going for her. Still, when he finds her
on the auction block at a charity function, the idea of teasing
Lottie is too much to bear—but winning one night with Lottie is
much more than Jake could ever have counted on…
Debbie
White
The
Billionaire’s Catch
Their
daughters bring them together, but they are worlds apart.
Billionaire
attorney, Jared Matthews, is the single father of a young daughter.
He is focused on his work and raising his daughter who is dealing
with the death of her mother. He has little time or interest in
dating until he meets Rachel, the mother of his daughter’s best
friend.
Rachel
Carmichael is a single mom working two jobs and barely making ends
meet, but she’s determined to do whatever it takes to keep her
daughter in a pricey private school. Attraction flares when Rachel
meets Jared. Falling for him would be easy, but the two come from
completely different worlds.
Can two
matchmaking daughters help their parents see that love is the only
thing that really matters?
Excerpt
Jared
stood up and wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans. He reached out to
shake Rachel’s hand. “It was nice to meet you,” he said again,
staring into her eyes. He held on to her hand, feeling a pull that
was a strange occurrence for him. She giggled and it prompted him to
release his hold.
The two
women walked them to the door and watched as Jared got each girl
buckled in her seat. He turned to wave. “I’ll have her back for
dinner,” he called as he made his way around to the driver’s
side.
Rachel
waved first at Molly and Melissa and then gave a quick wave to Jared.
The
girls chattered nonstop in the backseat while Jared drove. He smiled
when he heard some of the funny things they were saying. Jared kept
thinking about Molly’s mom. When a moment of silence broke in the
backseat, he asked Molly a couple of questions. “Where does your
dad work at?” he boldly asked.
“I
don’t have a dad,” Molly answered.
Jared
made eye contact with the little girl through the rearview mirror.
“I’m
sorry, Molly. I didn’t realize that.”
“It’s
okay. Mommy said he’s been dead before I was born.”
Jared
steadied his gaze back on the road.
She’s
single.
He never
fell for women quickly. He made a point not to. A corner of his heart
still belonged to his dear wife. He shook off the crazy feelings so
he could concentrate on driving, but he’d definitely felt a little
ping when she’d looked at him. It wasn’t every day a woman did
that to him. He was kind of turned on by her sexy well-defined arms
and legs. And he couldn’t help but notice her tight little butt in
those slim fitting yoga pants she was wearing. He lightly licked his
lips and raked a hand through his hair.
Yeah.
This definitely changes things.
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Stephanie
Queen
Beachcomber
Billionaire
He
didn’t need or want a body guard, but the last thing Jack expected
was to be turned-on by a woman who was ready to aim her Glock at
anyone who threatened him.
Caitlyn
Lynch
The
Reluctant Billionaire
Recovering
from a serious illness at his family's tropical island getaway, Jace
Hunter starts to question whether the high-powered business world is
really for him when he meets Nessa, a psychologist turned bartender
who has found happiness in the simple life.
Cristiane
Serruya
Damaged
Love
When
Richard lost his legs, a white lie made sure Giulianna, his fiancée,
didn’t find out about it.
Two
years later, Giulianna is hired to cater a wedding at Richard’s
manor and the last thing she wants is to see Richard.
One lie
tore them apart, breaking both their hearts. And even the truth might
not be enough to mend their damaged love.
Excerpt:
From the
adjoining room, a loud, brittle sound of glass shattering startled
Giulianna, but what made her heart lodge midway in her throat was the
grave, deep, gut-wrenchingly familiar tone of Richard’s voice.
She
thought she had prepared herself to meet him; the man she had dated
and loved for years—and still loved—but just the sound of his
voice suffused her mind with anger, hurt, and longing.
A pull
of awareness coursed through her. Her nipples suddenly tightened and
she curled her fingers around the knife she was holding. The two
years away did nothing to chase him away from her mind.
“Babe
alert on max,” whispered Henriette.
She
didn’t need her assistant’s alert to know who had just entered
the large and modern kitchen where she was working. She could feel
Richard’s magnetic presence demanding that she look at him.
Instead,
she focused on assembling all of the tools and ingredients she would
need for a fondant-covered confection worthy of a magazine spread.
But she couldn’t fail to notice that Christina and Henriette had
fixed their hungry gazes on his muscular six-foot-three frame, as if
it was hunting season and he was their prey. Even Bella had turned
and was staring.
“Jules,”
Bella whispered. “He is staring at you. Rather angrily, I would
say.”
That
made her look up. Only ten feet away, Richard stood with his legs
wedged apart, unyielding arms folded across his broad chest.
She
wanted to blame the flush across her face on the heat emanating from
the oven. But the rapid beat of her pulse confirmed it was one set of
impressive royal-blue eyes across the room that was the cause.
If it
was possible, he was even more handsome now than the last time she
had seen him, more than two years ago. His sand-blond hair had grown
from the military buzz and framed his rugged face in a lush mane. He
looked broader in the shoulders, which was expected as he had always
worked out a lot, but he also looked taller, by at least two inches,
which didn’t make any sense, since he was already twenty-seven
years old when they started dating.
She
licked her suddenly dry lips and looked away.
Focus.
It would take yet many hours to do the cake and to set up all the
desserts for the four parties and she didn’t have time to waste on
a man who had not even cared to break up with her face-to-face.
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