He also knew she wanted nothing to do with romance, and for very good reasons. So what did he do? He was the best friend she needed for five long years.The day Joss comes to tell her best friend that she’s ready for love—with another guy—it’s like a punch to his … well, you know.How does he show her that the real love of her life isn’t the random guy who bought her a pickle cupcake at the bakery? Well … he needs to wage war--one touch, one moment at time. Joss isn’t the only stubborn one in their friendship, and he’ll prove that the man for her has been right in front of her the whole time.

    Carter was captivated by Ellyson Evans the moment he laid eyes on her, but she was the one girl who didn't beg for his attention.He wanted her.Ellyson vowed to never fall in love, because love can destroy you, but then she met Carter Jennings.She wanted him.Unwilling to risk their comfortable friendship, neither confessed their desires.Losing touch after college, a chance meeting reconnects them.They want each other.But love in the city is never quite that easy.

    On the tail end of her latest bad decision, Jessica realizes she needs to make a life change. So when college finally ends, she packs up her life and heads to Texas for a fresh start. It is there she meets the most ruggedly handsome cowboy she's ever encountered. An entrepreneur with a million prospects, Jessica knows he's out of her league, but life, and an adventurous spirit, keeps driving her toward him, stumbling and laughing all the way. He can only resist her for so long.

    BIG SHOT, a sexy new standalone romance from USA Today Bestselling Author S. E. Lund: It all started so innocently, but sometimes the biggest moments in your life start with the smallest events… The email dropped into my mailbox about nine thirty on Tuesday night. I opened it, surprised to see that the email had been sent to a mailbox and email address I hadn’t used for ages. To: Lexi911@yahoo.com Reply-To: mrbigshot69@gmail.com Re: Emergency Hey, is this Sexy Lexi? I got your email from John. I have a 9-1-1, and need your services. Big family dinner on Saturday at the ballroom, Cipriani Wall Street, and will be surrounded by family and business associates. John said you were really high class and brainy. In other words, not your usual escort. If you’re available, wear something amazing but conservative. John showed me the menu. I’ll take a standard date with no add-ons. The usual conditions apply. Cheers, MBS “Oh, my God…”  “What?” Candace, my BFF, my partner in crime and the one person who could talk me into almost anything, glanced over my shoulder and read the email on the screen. "He thinks you're and escort and wants you to attend a family dinner? What kind of jerk invites an escort to a family dinner?" “A big one.” I chewed a nail and considered. "Should I write him back?" She smiled, an evil gleam in her eyes. How many times had the girl got me in trouble? Luckily, I emerged from my teenage years alive, relatively unscathed, and without a criminal record, but only just barely. So, I should have known to trust my own gut. But I didn’t… Now, I have to give the performance of my life and play an escort to one of Manhattan's hottest young billionaires so I can tell the story to my girlfriends at brunch on Sunday. When the performance starts to feel too real, will I get out with my heart intact? Will I want to?