Prize of a lifetime: travel the world with a celebrity billionaire.
Come to LA with us, Roxie…
It will be so much fun!
We have tickets for a late-night talk show!
What could possibly go wrong?
My girls and I do most everything together anyway, so why not go watch this Zairn Lomond guy be interviewed? Jane and Toria are into him, seriously into him. I can shake a proverbial pom-pom for their obsession.
Of course, if someone has to win the round-the-world tour of Lomond’s nightclubs, it has to be me. Cool. No big deal. I can work from anywhere and who says no to free five-star travel?
He’s suave, charming, everything the hungry media says. Does that mean I’m going to give him a break? Ha! No! If he can’t take my sass that’s his problem, not mine.
Except he takes it… and gives it right back. Every time I bait him, the smooth operator rises to the challenge.
Play. Have fun. But don’t fall for him, Roxie. At the end of the tour, you’re going home, and he’s jetting off into the sunset. Do not fall for him.
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Secret romance with celebrity billionaire.
Come to New York with us, Roxie!
It’ll be so much fun!
We have tickets to the grand reopening of the Crimson flagship nightclub.
My girls don’t know the truth. How can I say no?
Who says no to five-star travel? I should have. Isn’t retrospect a b*tch? Life was so much easier before him. Going home should mean regularly scheduled programming. Except something’s different. I just can’t figure out what.
My girls are the same. My apartment. My work. Sure, a few die-hard fans camp outside my building, that’s different. Oh, and bodyguards hang around me like a bad smell. But everything else is the same… right?
No. If only. Damn. Move on already. He’s in my head and won’t go away. Then New Year hits and, of course, my girls want to go to New York.
Say no. Say no. Say no. How can I say no? I can’t without confessing. It’s fine. It’ll be fine. What could possibly go wrong? Wait… déjà vu…
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Did I take a risk?
Hell yeah!
Was it worth it?
Damn right.
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Fake Fiancée for the CEO.
Apologize.
Yeah, that’s what I was told.
I have to apologize…
To the multibillionaire I contradicted in front of the world’s press.
Two wrongs don’t make a right. That’s what they say. In my defense, my suggestion he adopt a fake fiancée wasn’t me volunteering for the role. I only went up there to apologize, how did I walk away engaged to the CEO?
I have a coach to get me through it. A woman who knows what it is to be involved with a man in my boss’s league. Her first and most crucial piece of advice? Don’t fall for him.
Easy. At least, that’s what I think until he kisses me. All we’re supposed to do is convince his ex she has no chance of winning him back. That doesn’t mean I have to live with him, share his bed, or get naked with him… How come I end up doing all three?
It doesn’t matter, so long as I heed Roxie’s advice: don’t fall for him. I’m not worried. Soon it will be over, and I’ll be free. There’s no chance of falling for him. None… Right?
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Fling to Forever?
So I kissed him first…
Okay, we had sex… a lot.
But it’s over.
It’s a fling, not a thing.
The trip to Zairn’s island resort is exactly the breather I need. Five-star, all expenses paid, I can clear my head and focus on my true goal. I want to find the one. You know? The One.
I’m not looking for him in the Bahamas. At least not until Toria signs us up for a singles program: Love In Paradise. Dates, group events, single men, single women, it’s worth a shot, right?
So what the hell is he doing here?
He’s not on the program, he’s just… here.
Yeah, okay, so he’s one of Zairn’s best friends and has a right to hang around. Except… no one knows about our fling. How am I supposed to find love with him popping up everywhere?
I’ll ignore him. Fine… until I see his mouth and start obsessing about kissing it. Man, can he kiss… No! He’s not in the running. We’re over… aren’t we?
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Goodbye, Bahamas!
Hello, Chicago!
For business? Nope.
This is a family matter…
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Secret Baby Billionaire Romance
Pregnant?
Did I hear that right?
Complicated doesn’t begin to cover it.
Three’s a crowd? Tell me about it.
Guess who showed up in my office in the middle of the night? Billionaire CEO Zachary Kintyre. No big deal. It’s his building, the guy can go wherever he wants. Not newsworthy? Maybe not. Except he’s naked. Stark naked. And he needs me to save his ass.
That should’ve been it. The beginning and end of our association. Why didn’t I leave it there? I swore I wouldn’t succumb to his charms, but before I know it, we’re spending the weekend in bed.
It has to be private. Secret. No one can know.
Why not?
The contract between him and his ex-wife says as much. Her hooks are in deep. So is it him and me or him and her? Which is real? What’s declared in public or what happens behind the scenes?
Seems hopeless until I learn Ms. Julietta Ines-Kintyre has a secret of her own. To expose it, I need help, partners-in-crime… potential co-defendants. Roxie and Jane are ready to ride or die.
If the truth comes out, everything will change. Will we ride the rapids to still waters, or are we rushing toward disaster?
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Secret Billionaire Friends-to-Lovers
Oh, who’s even surprised?
I spilled my drink on his fancy chinos, yes.
They call it an accident for a reason.
Is it happenstance or fate?
This guy’s new to the area. He and his boyfriend just moved in across the street from my coffee place. Well, not my coffee place, I don’t own it or anything. I just go there every day. Now Alex does too.
I wasn’t in the market for a new BFF, but Alex is attentive, smart, the kind of guy any woman would want in her life. Yes, he also happens to be yummy hot. Just my luck he’s…
Except it’s not true.
For weeks, he’s lied to me. There’s no boyfriend. The one-bed apartment is a prop. He isn’t Alex Payne, regular Joe, he’s Xander Gauge, secret billionaire. It was all a con. Our whole friendship. Everything was fiction.
It should be over. Done. Except… he says he loves me. Can it be true? I don’t know if I can get over this.
Do I forgive him or forget him?
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Babies…
Suddenly they’re all anyone talks about.
All we talk about.
What is our plan for the future?
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Frenemies-to-Lovers Billionaire Romance
A contract?
It’s a good cause.
Why should I say no?
Does his motive really matter?
I’ve never met my best friend. Is that weird? Didn’t think so. Anonymity gives me freedom to say things I’d never say to someone’s face.
And then he breaks it.
Yep, the arrogant jerk injects himself into my life without any word or warning. Oh, and the best part? He just happens to be the billionaire owner of the social media company I work for. That’s right, people! He’s my boss!
And he’s hot. And he argues with me. He tests me and I push back. It’s one long game of tug-of-war. He won’t yield and I won’t surrender. Me or him? Who will win? Who’s right? Who’s wrong—damn, then we’re kissing and one thing leads to another…
This isn’t good. Actually, it is good. Too good. Thank God I can’t stand him or it could get complicated. Frenemies with benefits works for me. He’s there when I’m horny and when I need to flex my sass muscles. It is what it is. No future. No commitment. Who cares if no one else gets it?
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Steamy One-Night Stand Billionaire Prequel Novella
Is a drink too much to ask?
In peace.
‘Cept this a-hole says I’m in his seat.
The place is deserted, pick another.
But he doesn’t. He sits right there next to me. Up close. Smoldering as he taunts. What am I supposed to do with that? Even my snippy, cynical woman bit doesn’t deter him.
Yes, he’s gorgeous.
And we’re in a hotel.
Anonymous.
Don’t sleep with him, Rylee. Don’t do it.
His suite has a bar. Damn… Why did I say yes?
One wild night.
Who knew it was going to last forever?
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Second Chance Co-Parents Billionaire Romance
What in the actual…?
Why is my baby daddy at my workplace?
Up there on a dais in front of everyone and—
Wait, no, he bought the damn company?
So it happened years ago. A stupid one-night stand that was supposed to be a life experience, not dictate the rest of my life. But, hey, I love my twins. They’re the center of my world and what we have works.
It does until their father, Jamison Dawes, suddenly decides he wants to be a present parent.
My kids are ecstatic. Can’t say I feel the same. Especially when he moves into my apartment and hires me for a top floor job. Everywhere I am, there is JD with his smug smile and gorgeous face. Why does he keep touching me?
JD wants to be a father to our children. Does that make us family? No, it’s too complicated. Co-Parents. Friends. Roommates. Boss and employee. Chemistry doesn’t matter. Memories of his tongue on mine and our bodies joining are irrelevant.
We’ve survived without his support for years. Yet when my nightmare becomes a reality, he’s the only one I trust to put our family back together.
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Do we take each other for granted?
Drama keeps us busy.
Maybe it’s time to close the doors.
Privacy: is it possible?
For a crisis event? Ha! Don’t make me laugh.
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Fake Fiancée for the “Other” Twin Hidden Identity Hollywood Romance
I had one job.
It wasn’t to get caught on video dry riding a Hollywood star.
Yeah.
That happened.
LA has its own language, its own culture, its own bubble of perfection. I might be a small-town girl, but I know desire when I see it. All I want is a little excitement, a life with potential, to spread my wings.
Boy did I take it too far. Remember the tape? It’s out there, before I know it exists, and has the potential to detonate Roman’s precarious career comeback.
What’s the solution?
Oh, just to pretend like we’re in love and getting married. That’s it. No big deal…
Except the Hollywood bad boy is different in the light of day. It’s not desire, it’s sleaze. I don’t feel the same with his hands on me, don’t tingle or swoon or…
I can’t do it. I have to get out until… Another man stops me, one who shares the bad boy’s face. Did I down more liquor than I remember, or was this a con from the start?
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Billionaire Instalove (He Falls First) Romance
His voice steadies me. I’m supposed to rebound. To forget the past… Damn, am I talking about sex? Trauma of the past is forgotten when he walks into the bake tent. Darroch Breckenridge, American royalty, with his mom and brother, and I open my big, stupid mouth. Yes, I swore at him, assaulted him, and lost all control of my stream of sexy consciousness. He doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, after that day, he’s everywhere I turn. Darroch wants forever when I don’t know if I’ll get through tomorrow. My life is one hot mess and he’s from the most together family I’ve ever known. I push and I push, still he’s not discouraged. I’m not a sure bet, why won’t this guy get the message? Except when disaster strikes, sense disappears, and suddenly all I can see is us. Maybe we really can be together forever, he’d never lie to me about that, about anything… right?
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Fake Relationship (Billionairess & Male Escort)
Who needs to pay for love?
Me, apparently.
Okay, maybe not love, but…
The escort agency is full service.
Yes, you read that right. An escort agency. A male escort agency. Gigolos are a part of my life now. Wow, who’d have thought it? Yes, Squires is elite, highbrow, classy—let’s be real, paying for it is paying for it.
The need for a fake boyfriend led me to Squires. No, scratch that, my cousin and her fake boyfriend led me there. She insists I agreed to her hare-brained scheme. I remember her talking, but the agreeing… not so much.
From the minute we arrive, I’m ready to leave. I try to get out of there, believe me I do. I’m hotfooting my way to the exit until I hit a wall. A wall of tall, broad, delectably delicious man to be exact.
Baer, Squires best, wants a chance to change my mind about skipping out on my cousin.
I’m a woman of means; some might say I have it all. Except when I get a glimpse behind the curtain of Baer’s real life, I find something far more valuable than money.
What kind of woman falls for a gigolo? Me, apparently. There it is again. I want what he has, who he is, every morsel of him. If only I could convince him he deserves what I have in return.
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Second Chance (Grumpy/Sunshine, Breckenridge Billionaire Romance)
Yes, I love him.
And he loves me too.
Doesn’t change anything.
We can never be together.
Rankin ‘Breck’ Breckenridge has been distracting me for a long time. Some might call us soulmates, others would say we’re gluttons for punishment. The sex is good, too good, irresistibly good. Unfortunately, that doesn’t make our families any more compatible.
I’m ready for life’s next challenge, and Breck’s the obvious choice to help me out. He doesn’t have to do much, just, you know… finish… inside me.
A baby. That’s what I want. Motherhood. It’s time. And I’ll do a much better job than my parents did.
Hooking up is the easy part, not like we’ve never done that before… again and again and… yep, you guessed it: again. We’re over. Supposed to be over. Why won’t he walk away?
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Me again!
Miss Roxanna Kyst.
Mrs. Roxanna Kyst-Lomond.
Yep, I fell for him.
That was against the rules. The subconscious rules. And, boy, do I feel like an idiot. Don’t fall for the, “…suave, charming, everything the hungry media says,” billionaire heartthrob. Be honest, I didn’t stand a chance.
Weddings aren’t my thing. They’re the thing of my BFF Jane. What better to do than hand the planning over to her? No, there’s no ulterior motive. Nope, none, absolutely not…
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A complete stranger.
He lets me ramble on and then…
Appears at my sister’s engagement party.
Telling everyone he’s my boyfriend!
Us pitied singles have to stick together. That’s how it started. He finds me hiding—not a shining moment—and sends me back to the party. Yeah, she’s my sister, and her best friend did steal my ex-boyfriend but, sure, I can suck it up.
I had no idea, not even the slightest clue, that this stranger, my new fake boyfriend, owned the building, and oh, so much more than that. Not until after he needs a plus one and I return the favor.
Except now…
Everyone thinks it’s real. My family, his family, they’re beaming about this love match. This totally fake love match.
How could anyone honestly believe that head-down-hard-work Harper Scott could snag a guy like Bastian Hunt for real? Billionaire Bastian Hunt.
It makes no sense. Zero… Until our little agreement wanders its way into benefits… Friendly benefits, you know, the “extra” friendly kind. Mess, with a helping of complications, and a side of stupidity. Kill me now.
How can we let our families down gently when we can’t convince ourselves to stop giving in just one… last… time…?
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Celibacy Vow Billionaire, Hidden Past Heroine, Friends-to-Lovers, Boss/Assistant, Off-Limits Romance.
I have a secret.
My past must stay hidden.
So why him?
Did it have to be him?
Cam Collier is off-limits. For his own reasons. And mine. Least of which is him being the first boss not immediately compelled to fire me.
I need this job.
His lifestyle choices put a big ixnay on anything happening between us anyway, so we’re cool…
Or not…
First base. Second. It’s like being in high school all over again. It’s wrong, but also completely right.
This is a problem. For both of us. One we might try to solve except… He’s a Collier. A CollCom Collier. Yep, one of those. His family is in the business of ferreting out secrets, getting the scoop, and blasting that scoop to screens around the world. If they figure out who I really am… losing Cam will be the least of my worries.
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