So if you’re asking me out, you might as well stop now.” He looked at me and gave me a slow, sexy smile, clearly undeterred. Uh oh, I thought to myself. He was going to be trouble. HER I was done with love. Always dating the wrong men for the wrong reasons. I sucked so much that my ten-year-old niece used all her allowance to sign me up to an elite dating service. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. But I knew one thing — I could at least try. Now there he is. Funny? Check. Handsome? Check. Sexy? Check. NOT married? Double check! He’s the perfect package. Even with all the choices I have with this new dating service, all I want is him. Someone I just met by accident. The problem is, I don’t know if I can risk trusting my heart. HIM Beautiful. Funny. Sexy. She smells so good as well. And that seductive lacy underwear... Winner! I knew all of that the first time I met her. But she’s clearly holding back. Like she’s been hurt before, more than once, probably by men who look like me. I mean the gorgeous womanizer type. There’s one way I can think of to convince her. But if my plan fails, she might never speak to me again.

    Start a new, awesome job 2. Create the perfect dating app 3. Stop dating douchebags Things that actually happen: 1. Got a job in my dream tech company 2. Created a workplace dating app for said company 3. Was matched with Bennett, who happens to own the company and is also my brother’s best friend They say when it rains, it pours, but this is some serious BS. It doesn’t help that Bennett was the man I had my last one night stand with. It definitely doesn’t help that he seems to want me just as much as I want him. The issue is, he won’t do anything about it, but then we’re forced to attend a tech conference in Vegas and I think it may just be what I need to turn this thing around. New goal: get my brother’s best friend out of my system by all means necessary.

    Oh, and he happened to be a partner at the publishing company I was trying to get signed to. My book—“Fu*#$@Boys”—about how men are selfish, sex-crazed pigs—was one vote away from being published—his vote. But not only did he hate my book, he asked me a question that would change things between us forever:“How can you be an expert on men when you’ve never been in a real relationship?”He had a point, but I wasn’t about to let him know. Instead I did what any self-respecting academic would do—I proposed a radical social experiment. Cormac and I would live together for one month as boyfriend and girlfriend. If he could change my mind about men I’d withdraw my book. If not, he’d agree to publish it.My only condition? No sex, or anything physical, whatsoever.I never thought he’d go for it, but I guess I was wrong about him, in more ways than one. Don’t get me wrong, I hate Cormac Delaney, even if he is easy on the eyes. . .fine, he’s good looking. . .alright, he’s hot as hell, but still! To do this I’m going to have to remind myself of a few things: we’re only an experiment, nothing more. He’s not the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life, he absolutely does not have a body that makes me tingle in all the right places, and I’m never, under any circumstances, going to let myself fall for him. . .Right?

    But sometimes, spreading the misery seems a whole lot more satisfying. That’s interior designer Dani Porter’s justification for buying the vacant lot next to her ex-fiancé’s house…the house they were supposed to live in together, before he cheated on her with their Realtor. Dani plans to build a vacation rental that will a) mess with his view and his peace of mind and b) prove that Dani is not someone to be stepped on. Welcome to project Spite House.That plan quickly becomes complicated when Dani is forced to team up with Wyatt Montego, the handsome, haughty architect at her firm, and the only person available to draw up blueprints. Wyatt is terse and stern, the kind of man who eats his sandwich with a knife and fork. But as they spend time together on- and off-site, Dani glimpses something deeper beneath that hard veneer, something surprising, vulnerable, and real. And the closer she gets to her goal, the more she wonders if winning revenge could mean losing something infinitely sweeter…“Rollickingly, fast-paced… Fans of Emily Henry’s tales will enjoy Collins’ imaginative rom-com.” —Booklist“Wyatt is the perfect grumpy romance hero with a heart of gold. An enemies-to-friends-to-lovers story that’s sure to delight rom-com fans.” — Kirkus Reviews

    But I believed in us, I believed in our love.He left to serve our country. Promising to always stay with me no matter where he was.He broke his promise. He got on that bus and I never heard from him again.So, I did what anyone would, I moved on. I left him in the past, right beside the broken heart gave me.Five years came between us, five years for me to forget all about him.Until the night he swoops in and saves me. The boy I remember has turned into a hard bodied soldier. His muscles are thick, his arms strong, protective, holding me like he never wants to let me go.And his smile, his smile still makes my heart flutter.I don't know what to do. He hurt me once already.Do I forgive him and give him a second chance?Or do I let go of this man in uniform?*Meet Wyatt Saint, a man with a mission to get what he wants. This quick, hot, full of feels story has a happily ever after!

     But marriage is not on the cards for me. I live for the thrill of the moment. I bed women I don't plan on seeing again. It's less messy that way. When it comes to having a good time between the sheets, I don't think twice. But I just did something crazy, even for a man like me. With the click of a button, I bid on a stranger's virginity. It might cost me more than money, but I can't resist. I'm intrigued by the woman who has the courage to sell herself to the highest bidder. But meeting her turns out to be a big mistake. From the moment our eyes meet, I know I'm screwed. Dixie Munro is the woman who will leave her scent behind. The woman who will mess with my head long after I show her the door. She's not the kind of girl I can just bed and forget. Or is she? *The Flirt Club does it again! Hold on tight! We have 14 of your favorite romance authors bringing you hot and steamy billionaires who are about to meet their happily ever afters--only they don't know it yet. Come along for the ride, again and again. And with billionaires, you know their wallets aren't the only things bulging...* #FlirtClub #WhatsInYourWallet #TheMrShortStories #TheyCallMeMr

    He still blames me for my mother’s death during my birth. He’s the quintessential tough Russian father. That’s one of the reasons I’m so happy to be in America. Until I find out he just arranged my marriage to one of our country’s richest heiresses. Valentina. I don’t even like the sound of her name. When I meet her it will be even worse. I know it. I’m practically forced to buy her an engagement ring, so I dutifully go to Tiffany’s and buy the best one I can find. She sends it back. I buy another. And another. All returned. I’m really beginning to hate this bride to be. But there’s a girl behind the counter at Tiffany’s. Gemma. An American. Every time I see her, she makes me smile. She also makes my heart pound, my pulse race, and my … how you say? ... weapon get hard as Russian steel. I can’t stop thinking about her. And getting her to help me pick out diamond after diamond for this spoiled Russian princess is driving me crazy. I want Gemma with a passion that’s making me consider taking some very drastic steps. And believe me, when a Russian says drastic, he means all night, torn bed sheets, covered in sweat, make her scream my name like a banshee drastic.

    He never expected his artistic use of repurposed iron would grant him any sort of celebrity until Rolling Stone comes calling for a cover story, and sends a curvy and cussy dark-haired beauty to be his co-pilot for the spread. Rylie Masterson grew up on the outskirts.Desperate for an escape, she's spent the last five years taking every modeling job she could book to get her into the big city and far from the country life she grew up calling home. When the chance for a local gig lands in her lap, she uses it as a good excuse to go home for the first time in too long. Every fevered moment between Keene and Rylie results in a clash of epic proportions. Just when he thinks he can’t take her proximity anymore, outside circumstances force them to confront all the tension that’s been simmering and makes Keene realize that when it comes to Rylie, he just can’t get enough. Warning: These two love to hate each other, until the tides turn and suddenly Rylie isn’t just grinding Keene’s iron, but riding it too.

    Rules are involved. Prizes.Laugh it up, but I’m no loser. Enemy number one to my single status? My irresistible neighbor, Abbott Margolis. She with her evil cat Desdemona, and Sexy AF pencil skirts. She’s kind and beautiful and hilarious. We can’t get involved, no matter how much her meddling grandmother pushes us together. But if I was going to lose this bet for anyone? It would be for Abbott. Let’s face facts: I’m a bastard, unwilling to settle down. Especially when there’s a bet to win.

     My brother and father are far more the billionaire type. Art is what wakes me up. Expressing my soul through a paintbrush. That and the beautiful woman that stole my heart years ago. But she belongs to their world. An executive for the accounting firm my family runs. And we live clear across the country from one another, but that doesn’t stop the way I feel. Every time I see her, I want to change everything about myself until she takes notice. Funnily enough, she doesn’t want me to change a damn thing. She says that now, but when she finds out all that I desire of her, with her, she might not be so compliant. Or maybe that’s what she’s been waiting on this whole time. This is book 1 in a 3 book series. You will have to read book 2 and 3 to complete the story.

    Following the intertwined lives of a group of kickass career women, the series is a heartwarming mix of angsty romance and laugh-out-loud humour. Why did her heart have to choose him?Violet Archer has her dream job at one of London’s top advertising agencies, and the fact she gets to work with Ethan Fraser every day makes it even better. He’s the best friend a girl could have. And she’s never even noticed how hot he is. Nope. Definitely not.When a big night out deteriorates into a great big mess, Violet’s world starts to wobble like a drunk giraffe on stilts. She’s caught in a web of secrets, none of which are hers. And maybe she is starting to notice how hot Ethan is, after all. And sweet and kind and… oh dear.Has Violet fallen for her best friend? Can their friendship survive yet another secret? And, the question Violet is most scared to ask, could Ethan have feelings for her too?FRIENDLY NOTE: All of Elizabeth’s books feature realistic characters who do things real people do (like have sex) and say things real people say (like drop f-bombs).

    It's all I'm supposed to be.I take no prisoners. Until Lily. For her, I make an exception. But only for a week. When I walk in, time starts ticking down to zero. Her father has seven days to save her. Until then, she's mine. Mine to have. Mine to take. Mine to keep. Beneath The Surface is a standalone in the Captive Hearts series.

    My wealth.But a weekend at the Winter Moon Lodge is exactly what I need to clear my head.And the hordes of hunky handsome guys that are coming out of the woodwork are just what the doctor ordered.But one has my attention without effort.Hunter. And this man is on the prowl.I, for one, am happy to get caught up in his net.Unfortunately, my family will never accept him.Wealth hasn’t corrupted me, but they’re a different story.If our love affair could just be a fling, all would be fine, but I can’t settle for anything less than all of him.Love or family? That is the question…

    Still, he knew not many women would want to deal with his past and the scarred baggage he carried. Then Tinsley Sutton walked into his life. Tinsley’s father is a multi-million-dollar business mogul. He has a competitor out to hurt his daughter and now it’s up to Leo to make sure she’s safe. That makes Tinsley off limits. Even if her sweet ways has him wondering how much sweeter she’d taste, or her sexy body has him fantasizing day and night—Leo has a job to do. But a man can only resist temptation so long. Tory is bringing you the final book in the Nighthawk Security series and she might have saved the hottest for last. Leo and Tinsley heat up your kindle hotter than a bonfire on a cool September night. As always with a Tory book, you get an over the top Alpha that falls fast and hard for his one and will take you on a journey that will prove nothing can stop true love.

    And I definitely can't knock her up. Yesterday I was living the dream. Women. Money. Cars. I had everything. Now I have custody of my sister's three children. And I have my eye on the youngest's Preschool Teacher. Emma is perfect. Innocent and begging to be touched. I want her to keep me after class. She could lose her job if the school finds out about us. But I can't stay away. I have to have her. Especially once we find out She's having my triplets. 6+Us is a super steamy secret baby romance. It is a STANDALONE. It has a HEA and NO Cliffhanger. Enjoy!