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I'm seeking a billionaire. I will also settle for a millionaire. Sorry, I'm not interested in any salesmen looking to sell me a time-share or a part of their animal balloon company (been there, done that). If interested, please respond before Monday morning so I don't have to go to work.

Sebastian "grumphole" Sovrano is ruthless, arrogant, and fixated on me. The first time we meet at a bar, I dump my drink all over him. He's grumpy, high-handed, full of himself, and...so very appealing. No way can I act on the attraction that sizzles between us, right? But I need to get custody of my daughter, and he promises to help me. Provided I pose as his wife. Only problem? I can't resist his mean smirk, his wickedness that appeals to the darkness inside of me.

My entire life changed when I met a hot and sexy billionaire named Charlie Stone at the Chicago airport. I wasn't prepared for the journey I was about to embark on when I found out I was pregnant, which resulted from one drunken night neither of us barely remembered.

Long story short. I needed to find a wife. My mother's final attempt to hold control over me from beyond the grave was temporarily appointing my uncle, her brother, Chairman and CEO of our family company, Bradshaw Capital. She stipulated in her will something I didn't see coming—marry within the year of her passing, remain wed for another, and the company would be mine. As absurd as that was, I had no choice if I wanted control of the company that was rightfully mine. While in Vegas, I met a captivating woman, a fellow New Yorker named Stella Harper, who was financially strapped and jobless. 

It all started one night when a sexy billionaire bought me a drink, and I accidentally tossed it all over his five-thousand-dollar suit. He tried to blame me, but it was his fault because of his lack of respect for my personal boundaries. I offered to pay for the dry cleaning and gave him my number to tell me how much it cost. He did, and we ended up spending the night together. Long story short. The condom broke, I forgot to take my pill two days in a row, and we mistakenly created a baby.

Kit Carlyle isn’t just some woman. Beautiful? Yep. Seductive? Damn straight. She’s also my best friend and my coworker. But when her cousin dies and leaves her with a long-as-hell and sexy bucket list, Kit turns to me for a helping hand. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a woman in need. Besides, I’m not about to let another man steal away my girl, occupy her bed, or fill my shoes. But as the stakes get higher and the items become hotter, I’ll have to face the toughest challenge of all: admitting I want more than Kit’s friendship. I want to make her mine.

Asher is a man who defines contradiction. A man who rebelled against his billionaire father by joining the underground club scene but then went on to become a Harvard graduate and a well-decorated Navy SEAL. And now, as a member of the elite Walk Security team, he's a chameleon who is as comfortable in a suit and tie as he is in a leather jacket. He's also a man who will never want just one woman. Until Sierra. She is beautiful, tough, and clearly running from someone or something. She tries to run from him, but Asher knows what he wants, and what he wants is her.

On the run, Peyton can't avoid a hot former SEAL intent on learning her secrets. Peyton wasn't supposed to be at the restaurant the evening she saw her coworker, Cassie, having dinner with the dark-haired man. Cassie didn't show up for work the next day. The news said she was found by the side...

Accidentally Pregnant … Accidentally Charmed by the Grumpy Cowboy … Accidentally in Love When I inherit the dilapidated Loveland Ranch on my birthday, I do what any self-respecting L.A. career woman would do—have one unforgettable night with a hot, broody cowboy and skedaddle before...

I was just a data analyst. I paid my taxes on time. I used to feed a cat that wasn’t my own and bake cookies for the office. I was a good girl. How was my reward finding myself penniless, broken down and stuck on the side of the road with everything I owned piled in the back, and all because I was being chased by the Mob? But then again, I must have had some luck left or he wouldn’t have stopped.

“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” She never believed the stories of the Fallen Saint or Patient Thirteen. Those fictional warriors have always been her lovesick mother, holding the frail, weak hand of the father she'd never know. Sapphire S Valdawell is the daughter of Kane and Skylenna, the twin sister of Krimson Arthur Valdawell, and the longtime enemy of the future leader of her country. Niklaus Demechnef. Though Sapphire dreamed of a life far away from the name Valdawell, the dark biblical twist of fate had other plans for her.

"Marry me or watch your company burn." That's how Axel Pierce—my biggest rival and brother's best friend—proposed our fake engagement. Some call him a corporate shark. I call him the devil in a three-piece suit. Too bad he kisses like an angel and touches me like he means it. Now every staged dinner feels like foreplay. Every public appearance tests our control. And every night I'm left asking: Is this elaborate charade really about saving our companies... Or is there something else he's trying to claim?

Buying her first home was Rhea's plan. But she didn't expect to live next door to them . Three gorgeous men who watch her like a slow-burning promise they fully intend to keep. Calder's calm authority and sizzling smiles keeps Rhea grounded. Beck's easy warmth and no-questions-asked support...

I used to have one rule: Never date a man with a kid. Because if there's a kid, there's an ex. And if there's an ex, there's trouble. I don't borrow trouble. Then I met my neighbor. And added Rule Number Two: Never fall for the man next door. I hated Nate Callahan the moment I met him...

Treat yourself to a sexy second chance romance from the New York Times bestselling queen of hockey romance! "Outrageously sexy." —Entertainment Weekly Lilah isn't sure what hurt worse: the day Ethan left her to focus on his hockey career or the day he came back eight years later. He might...

Drake Thomas is my best friend’s brother and the last person I expected to rescue me from my fear of flying. That’s exactly what my sexy, egotistical enemy did when he turned our missed flight into a road trip adventure filled with the unexpected–like the undeniable sexual tension between us. I may have hated the man, but there is no denying that I wanted him. And he wanted me, too.

Blackmail isn't the most romantic way to propose, but with the history between us: I had no choice. Long story short: I broke her heart and pushed her away. Years later we reconnected, and this time she walked away. Neither of us knew she was pregnant. So, when we had a second chance to be a...

Shep’s found the female version of himself…and he thinks she’s perfect—perfectly unavailable. Everyone loves Shep, the charismatic employee at Scottsdale’s newest pet store. He has shared custody of his two dogs with his annoying ex-wife and a smile that can disarm most women. Except Dr. Sophie Ryan. What starts out as a disastrous first meeting, involving a coffee catastrophe and mistaken flirting, turns into an unconventional friendship. Fake phone sex. Dog park dates. And eighteen holes of golf. The problem? Sophie’s taken herself out of the dating pool.

Viktor Nikulin was only 12-years-old when he first met the no-nonsense mob princess of his dreams. From the very moment, she threw a rock between his eyes, effectively bringing him to his knees, his heart belonged to her and only her. No other woman would ever compete with Nas, and that scared the living hell out of him. 

It was just a typical manic Monday until the blue and red lights flashed behind my Harley. The cop who pulled me over was good-looking, if you’re into clean-cut guys with expressive eyes. He was also cocky and gave me three tickets. One for speeding. Another for blowing a light. And the third for not producing an insurance card. Jerk. When he finally let me go, I realized I was more than an hour late for my first day as an intern for the infamous advice column Ask Ida.