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The bad news? Getting hit by a cab can officially get crossed off my bucket list. The worse news? While I've woken up from my coma, the man I'm in love with hasn't stirred from his. And the most terrible news of all? A pregnant woman is at his bedside, holding his hand, and saying that he's the father of her baby. Sammy Baker is a divorced, single mom trying to find her way again. With two boys and an absent ex-husband, she's got the world on her shoulders and Legos under her feet.Amid the chaos lives the dream of, one day, finding love again.Though, she didn't think that would land her smack-dab in the middle of two men.Will Sammy choose the successful businessman who doesn't hesitate to tell her he's interested? Or will she go for the eligible bachelor doctor with a constant influx of women vying for his attention?The smart choice and what the heart wants are two different things. And sometimes, fate has a way of making it so the choice isn't ours at all.
A Kline & Georgia (from the Billionaire Bad Boys Series) Valentine's Novella... My Georgie, Happy (very early) Valentine's Day, gorgeous. If there is one thing I'm certain of, it's beautiful, amazing you and the fact that I want to spend the rest of my life laying the world at your adorable feet. "I vow to spend the rest of our lives laughing, smiling, going on crazy adventures, and most importantly, loving each other through the good times and the bad..." When I said those words to you, while standing at the altar and professing my love and eternal commitment to you in front of God and our family and friends, I meant them. And that's exactly why, even though you think Valentine's Day holds some kind of curse over your pretty little head, I'm determined to find a way around it and spoil the heck out of you. Pack your bags, Georgie. Big-d*cked Brooks has a special, sexy, romantic adventure planned just for you. And he's even agreed to let the rest of my body come too. My heart is yours.Always, Kline ************************************************************************* Georgia, Your buddy Thatch here. Don't worry, honey. Your early Valentine's getaway planned by your usually swoony husband (WTF happened to you, Klinehole ) is going to be really special. I've made sure of it.;) -T ************************************************************************* Suggested Series Reading Order for the Billionaire Bad Boys Series: #1 Tapping the Billionaire#2 Tapping Her#3 Be My Billionaire Valentine#4 Banking the Billionaire#5 Banking Her#6 Scoring the Billionaire#7 Scoring Her#8 Mother Fluffer#9 Sleighed It
Going tit for tat with the man you hate is all fun and games until things get literal...and the jerk sees you naked. My beach getaway was only supposed to include three things: relaxation, wine, and fun in the sun.Mack Houston, on the other hand, should have never-ever-been involved.In no uncertain terms, he's the bane of my existence.The thorn in my side.The sexy Mr. Good-Time Guy who drives me up the wall and my work archnemesis for the past five years.He's the last person I want to get stuck anywhere with-it's bad enough that I have to see him every day at work-and yet, because of a booking error (or curse of the universe, as I like to call it), I'm stuck in the same vacation rental with him for an entire week.I'm going to end up in jail.Or worse, I might just give in to the insane urge to find out if his lips are really as kissable as they look.One way or the other, disaster feels imminent.
Goal: Find a boyfriend, get married, buy a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence, and pop out 2.5 kids.Deadline: Sixty days.That's possible, right?HAHAHA. *Faints*I'm kidding. Well, kind of. I mean, I'm not going to attempt a shotgun wedding or try to get knocked up by some guy I met on the internet, but there is no doubt that, this year, home for the holidays takes on a whole new, terrifying meaning. I have to travel from New York City-my home and safe haven for the last fifteen years-to my tiny hometown in Vermont for Christmas, my baby sister's wedding, and my high school reunion.Talk about a trifecta of single-doom. Throw in Callie Camden-aka my high school class's version of Regina George-and it's a recipe for certified disaster.Especially since my mouth ran away from me when she asked me if I'd be bringing someone to our reunion, and I told her to put me down for two. Gah. Now I can't go alone.But the online dating world is a cesspool of bad manners, speedy hookups, and outright weirdos.Handsome, single, successful-that's what I'm looking for.And it just so happens that my best friend Luke London fits all of the criteria.The only problem is best friends don't kiss...But maybe it doesn't count if it's pretend?
If my time with Ryan Miller were a hit track on the radio, I imagine the lyrics would go something like this... "We're so different, but they say opposites attract. Oops, I've fallen, and my heart doesn't want to come back." But, holy bingo night, is my attraction to the sexy, broody businessman so much more complicated than the chorus of a song. His dad lives right next to my mom, and after the two of them suffered an unexplained accident while taking down holiday decorations, both Ryan and I were forced to become the only thirtysomething residents of Sunny Creek Village Independent Senior Living Community. Temporarily moving in might seem like overkill for a fractured tailbone and a severely pulled groin muscle, but believe me, when your mom is as wild as mine and your dad is as cantankerous as Ryan's, they need supervision to ensure they stick to doctor's orders. Constantly thrown together by the antics of our crazy parents and the tough-as-nails community enforcer, Betty Matthews, Ryan and I formed an alliance for the sole purpose of survival. But I never expected to be so interested in finding out what he was hiding beneath his grumpy, serious demeanor. More than that, I never dreamed what I found would be the kind of man women sell their souls to the devil for. Unfortunately, our little one-hit wonder on the airwaves has more to say before it comes to an end. Although, finishing the outro to this song is a real doozy... Tell me...what lyric rhymes with Oops, I've fallen for my future stepbrother?
From New York Times Bestselling Author Max Monroe comes a romantic suspense, thriller romance called The Stone Cold Fox Trilogy that readers have described as "keeping them on the edge of their seat"... PART I-Stone Welcome to Cold, Montana, where the town is smaller than a shoebox and their biggest claim to fame is a serial killer who murdered several local girls. The town would rather forget and move on, but the case haunts lead police detective Levi Fox to his very core. By murdering Levi's police partner Grace Murphy, the killer made it personal. But no one can make mystery and tragedy sexy like Hollywood, and a film crew with budding starlet Ivy Stone descends on the small town. Like it or not, the razzle-dazzle of ready, set, action is coming to Cold. Levi Fox wants nothing to do with the movie-or the distractingly beautiful actress-but his captain agreed to make him an official liaison for any and all facts about the case. The only silver lining of being Hollywood's primary source of information? Levi can control what they know. And he vows to take some details to his grave. Only he and the killer know the truth. PART II-Cold Ivy Stone came to Cold, Montana, to film a movie about The Cold-Hearted Killer. What she didn't expect was to come face-to-face with a real-life killer. Or that the killer would have his sights set on her. PART III-Fox Two murders, two funerals, and Cold, Montana, is back in the news. Levi Fox and Ivy Stone need to find a way to move on. But the universe has other plans. Plans they don't see coming at all... **Note: As this series is darker in nature, some sensitive scenes and/or subject matter may be present. Cliffhanger warnings are present for Stone and Cold.
Put a finger down if you've ever been a single woman who got stuck in a New York City elevator in the middle of a summer blackout with your former high school sweetheart-whom you haven't seen in years-while pregnant with a baby that isn't biologically yours. And you can't believe how handsome that blast from your past is, so you unwittingly flirt with him a little even though your life is so crazy complicated you're barely keeping your head above water, but everything about him makes you think you could totally still be in love with him.*puts a finger down*What? Just me?Needless to say, my current status is thorny. And no, I didn't miss how close that word is to another one.Even though he's the epitome of tall, dark, and incredibly handsome, Remington Winslow has been a single bachelor for most of his life. It's clichéd and basic-until you consider the fact that once upon a terrible time, he got left at the altar.He doesn't do relationships. He definitely doesn't fall in love.And I'm just trying to survive a tangled web of unexpected motherhood and running one of the top real estate firms in the city that never sleeps.He's the jaded guy who doesn't want to settle down, and I'm the career-focused woman with more baggage than a 747 can hold.We're just two friends who used to be in love.Now, if someone would tell my hormones I'm not a teenager anymore, I'd be set.
"I need a ride," I said to a sexy stranger on a Harley.Three hours later? A six-foot-tall Marilyn Monroe was officiating our Vegas wedding at the Happy Chapel.But it's not love-it's business-a marriage pact made out of desperation so my career doesn't go up in flames.Sure, Flynn Winslow is a hot, broody, mysterious man that women all over the globe would sell their souls to land for real, but I have my eyes on the prize and our marriage arrangement will end in three months with no strings attached.Right?Or will it all go out the window when I have to move in with Mr. Mysterious and our fake marriage starts to feel remarkably real?I wish it were as easy as telling myself, Do not fall in love with your fake husband, Daisy, but apparently, when feelings get involved, not everything that happens in Vegas knows how to stay in Vegas.
Dear Fellow Bookworms, I need your help. I, Rachel Rose, am in quite the pickle with a hot-as-sin English Lit professor by the name of Ty Winslow, and I don't know how to get out of it.Let me break it down for you:Girl meets Guy.Girl gives Guy her underwear on a dare but nothing else identifying (like her name or number) because she plans to never see Guy again.But Girl does see Guy again, in a very professional setting, where she is to be the Teaching Assistant to his Professor for an entire semester.Girl would like to ignore all events of the past, but Guy is a whole list of tempting things that are hard to resist. (See below:)#1: Insanely attractive.#2: The most fun a girl could ever have.#3: Successful and intelligent.#4: He can quote Walt Whitman at the drop of a hat-which I'm sure you know is a dangerous thing for a literature-lover.#5: Smooth with a capital S. He could charm the panties off a woman WITHOUT the help of a dare. And now, Mr. Hot Professor, the man I'm determined to resist, is challenging me to a competition-a playful, secret game, so to speak-where the winner takes all.My plan? Play the game long enough to win-long enough to walk away with the upper hand-without doing something stupid like falling in love.It's possible...right?If you have any advice, please reach out to me soon-before it's too late.XOXO,Rachel
A successful writer accidentally sends her new (and super-dreamy) editor the wrong manuscript. Instead of the full-length paranormal novel she promised Longstrand Publishing, she sends the fan fiction she's written about her crush...on him-including every detail of the hot, steamy "physical activity" she's fantasized about happening between them. And Chase Dawson may be the hottest man alive and a super-talented editor to boot, but he's completely oblivious that he's the star of the manuscript he just convinced his boss to green-light.Brooke Baker has been through a lot in her thirty-one years of life.A divorce.A career change.A move to New York City from "small-town" Ohio.Not to mention, she has a bit of a medical condition that involves occasional fainting spells, mild embarrassment, and the companionship of her adorable service dog and canine sidekick, Benji.But none of it has prepared her for this.None of it prepared her for Chase Dawson.Strong jaw, blue eyes, cut muscles, and a perfect swoop of superhero-worthy black hair, Chase's features are those of a book boyfriend and then some. Obviously, Brooke would know-she literally filled an entire manuscript with it.A manuscript no one was ever supposed to see.Will she survive two months of revising and editing the sizzling romance she imagined with Chase in extremely close quarters with him? Or will the constant white lies and overwhelming attraction make her spontaneously combust?
Dr. Erotik. Dies ist der Spitzname, den sie mir - Scott Shephard, Leiter der Notaufnahme des St. Lukes Krankenhauses - verpasst haben. Als das neue Gesicht der Reality-Show "The Doctor Is In!" wollte ich meinen neuen Ruhm dazu benutzen, direkt in die Höschen williger New Yorkerinnen zu gelangen. Soweit mein Plan.Bis SIE kam - die kratzbürstige, wunderschöne, sexy Klatschkolumnistin Harlow Paige. Diese Frau treibt mich in den Wahnsinn!Das Problem ist, sie will rein gar nichts von mir - sie möchte weder meine Freundschaft oder Liebe; noch nicht einmal meine Gegenspielerin will sie sein. Doch ich liebe Herausforderungen!Mach dich bereit, Harlow. Liebe ist ansteckend.Teil 2 der "The Doctor Is In!"-Serie des New York Times-Bestseller-Autorenduos Max Monroe.
Mein Name ist Dr. Nick Raines. Nachdem ich in der Vergangenheit aus Egoismus die mir nahestehenden Menschen verletzt und im Stich gelassen habe, ließ ich mich als Leiter der Neurochirurgie des St. Lukes Krankenhaus in New York nieder, um näher an meiner zehnjährigen Tochter Lexi zu sein und ihr ein besserer Vater zu werden. Endlich mache ich Fortschritte in der Beziehung zu meiner Tochter, und ich werde alles dafür tun, dass nichts unsere neue Bindung zerstört. Plötzlich tritt unerwartet die Headhunterin Charlotte Hollis in mein Leben. Extrovertiert, impulsiv und wunderschön ist sie. Mir wird immer klarer, wie sehr ich mich nach einer Frau wie ihr gesehnt habe. Vom gemeinsamen Quizabend bis zu leidenschaftlichen Nächten ist es nicht weit. Das Leben könnte nicht schöner sein! Doch dann erfahre ich ein Geheimnis aus Charlottes Vergangenheit, dessen Bekanntwerden mit einem Schlag Lexi aus meinem Leben reißen könnte. Es ist eine Schlacht - meine Schlacht: Verstand gegen Herz!
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