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Billionaire Rom-Com Standalones

  • Billionaire Grump

    Juno When I’m late for a job interview and get stuck on an elevator with an annoyingly sexy, Ancient Rome-obsessed grump, the last thing I expect is for him to be the billionaire owner of the building. I also don’t expect to almost kill him… accidentally, of course. Sure, I don’t get the plant care position I applied for, but I do receive an interesting offer. Lucius needs to trick the public (and his grandma) into thinking he’s in a relationship, and I need tuition money to get my botany degree. Our arrangement is mutually beneficial—that is, until I start catching feelings. If being a cactus lover has taught me anything, it’s that if you get too close, there’s a good chance you’ll end up hurt. Lucius Post-elevator incident, I’m left with three things: my favorite water bottle full of pee, a life threatening allergic reaction, and paparazzi photos of my “girlfriend” and I that make my Gram the happiest woman alive. Naturally, my next step is to blackmail—I mean, convince—this (admittedly cute) girl to pretend to date me. That way, my grandma stays happy, and as a bonus, I can keep the gold diggers at bay. Unfortunately, my arch nemesis, a.k.a. biology, kicks in, and the whole “not getting physical” part of our agreement becomes increasingly hard to abide by. Worse yet, the longer I’m with Juno, the more my delicately crafted icy exterior melts away. If I’m not careful, Juno will tear down my walls completely.

  • Billionaire Rake

    He’s a billionaire… and a rake. Yes, I know it’s not the 1800s. I’m just a bit obsessed with historical romance, that’s all. And books in general, which is why I’m on my way to interview for my dream job at the library when Adrian Westfield’s sheep-like hound knocks me over and into the mud. So I’m late, dirty, and completely flub my interview—only to get the offer of my life. To win custody of his baby daughter, Adrian Westfield wants to make me his fake wife.

  • Billionaire's Dog Nanny

    Lilly An opportunity to tell off the billionaire whose bank took my childhood home? Yes, please! The greedy, arrogant jerk thinks I’m here to interview for the job of his dog trainer (a.k.a. nanny), but he’s got a big storm coming. So what if Bruce Roxford is tall, muscular, and handsome? Nothing will stop me from giving him a piece of my mind—not even his adorable Chihuahua puppy, the insane amount of money he’s offering for the gig, or his gorgeous, deep blue eyes… The combination, though? I’m in trouble. Bruce Lilly Johnson is five minutes late for our scheduled interview, and I have never hired a tardy employee. But before I can send her away, my Chihuahua puppy falls in love with her. Yes, just the Chihuahua. This woman is unprofessional, difficult, snarky… and for some reason, impossible to get off my mind. So, of course, I hire her as my live-in dog trainer. How bad of an idea could that be?

  • Billionaire Surfer

    An overworked single mom from New York City. A billionaire surfer from Florida. Can the turn of the tide bring these two together? Brooklyn Ah, finally a vacation. My son is at summer camp. My worries are back in the city. Now I just get to sit back, relax, and… get into a heated argument with my Airbnb host? Speaking of heat, is the Florida sun getting to my head, or is it the drop-dead gorgeous man in front me? My friends did say I need some Vitamin D … But my life is complicated, and no amount of adventure-filled treasure hunting, steamy make-out sessions, or ocean-deep conversations can convince me that our beach affair could last. Especially once Evan learns my secret. Evan I’m rich on paper, but I don’t live my life like a typical billionaire. Nor do I date tourists. Especially ones who mistake me for a plumber and eat my breakfast before I have a chance to quell my hanger. Brooklyn is argumentative, rude, stubborn, beautiful, smart, fun… Okay, let’s say I kind of like her. That doesn’t change the fact that she’s only here for a week—or that I haven’t told her an important fact about myself. But if surfing has taught me anything, it’s that you have to seize the moment before it’s gone. And what if I don’t want to let her go?

  • Pucking Billionaire

    Sophia Unexpectedly becoming an heiress should’ve made all my problems go away, but instead, I have three new, huge ones: two giant tortoises and a lean, mean two-hundred-pound hockey player named Mason. He’s as hot as he is insufferable, and he would’ve made a fine Viking if he hadn’t been born in the wrong century. He wants to buy my hockey team, won’t take no for an answer, and is willing to do anything to get his way… no matter how dirty he has to play. Mason All I wanted was to buy my team, but what was supposed to be a simple business transaction got complicated, fast—and all because I accidentally insulted a woman who turned out to be the new owner… and a force of nature. Now all my carefully laid plans are unraveling, and I’m faced with a life-changing choice. Do I still want the team, or do I want the team’s owner more?

  • Grumpy Puck

    Calliope Thanks to my needy pet rat, I’m banned from working at all Florida theme parks. So what’s a person to do? Get a job as a mascot for a local hockey team, of course. I didn’t expect to get pushed into a pool on my first day by the grouchiest, hottest player on the team. Nor could I have imagined that we’d get locked into an evacuated building together and share an angry kiss that would get caught on video. Or that said video would go viral, sending ticket sales for our games through the roof. Now Michael Medvedev and I have to fake date for the sake of the team. Too bad he hates the whole world, me included. Michael The one time I decide to indulge my idiotic teammates and pull a prank on our mascot, I end up pissing off a brand-new employee on her first day—and with my luck, she turns out to be the quirkiest, sexiest woman I’ve ever met. I hate so much about Florida—the humidity, the sunshine, the grass, the ocean—so it comes as a shock when I find something in this awful state that I do not hate, and her name is Calliope. Pretending to date her is going to drive me insane, and that’s before we’re forced to share a hotel room… with just one bed.

Hard Code

  • Hard Code

    “Uplifting and lighthearted with sassy dialogue and delicious wit, this modern-day comedy will have you rolling around on the floor laughing. My top-of-the-list romcom for 2020!” CHARMAINE PAULS, USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR My new assignment at work: test out toys. Yup, that kind. Well, technically, it’s to test the app that controls the toys remotely. One problem? The showgirl who’s supposed to test the hardware (as in, the actual toys) joins a nunnery. Another problem? This project is important to my Russian boss, the broody, mouthwateringly sexy Vlad, a.k.a. The Impaler. There’s only one solution: test both the software and the hardware myself… with his help. NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a quirky, nerdy heroine, her hot, mysterious Russian boss, and two guinea pigs who may or may not be into scissoring each other. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run far, far away. Otherwise, buckle in for a snort-water-up-the-nose-funny, feel-good ride.

  • Hard Ware

    So, my Chihuahua humped a bear. Excuse me, a giant, bear-like dog. Now the bear’s scorching hot owner is on my case, demanding an STD test… for my pet. Another problem with this dog-on-dog molestation? The bear’s mysterious owner may be the key to funding my new venture and taking my toys company to the next level. And by “toys,” I mean the fun kind, the kind every woman (and man) needs. If only I could figure out what he’s hiding—or get my libido to behave. Because mixing business and pleasure is a bad idea, and Dragomir Lamian may not be who he seems. NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a confident, toy-obsessed heroine who knows every Russian superstition under the sun, her meet-cute with a hot, mysterious stranger, and two oversexed dogs, one of which may have a special toy of his own. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run away now. Otherwise, buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride.

  • Hard Byte

    It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of facial hair must be in want of a shave. And tidying. And a fake date. My name is Holly Hyman. I love order and prime numbers—and I’m in trouble. The company I work for is pivoting, and not in a way I like. Our new management? Alex Chortsky, a gorgeous, scruffy Russian devil. Our new direction? VR entertainment of the spicy kind. Maybe I wouldn’t mind it so much if my life’s work wasn’t meant for children. Or if I hadn’t accidentally hooked up with a VR version of my wickedly handsome boss. The only way to save my dream project is to make a Faustian bargain. For one night, I pretend to be Alex Chortsky’s girlfriend. What could possibly go wrong? NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a quirky, nerdy Anglophile heroine, a scorching hot Russian hero, and an unruly, oversized puppy. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run away now. Otherwise, buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride.

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  • Femme Fatale-ish

    My name is Blue—insert a mood-related joke here—and I’m a femme fatale in training. My goal is to join the CIA. Unfortunately, I have a tiny issue with birds, and the closest I’ve come to my dream is working for a government agency that’s disturbingly up-to-speed on everyone’s sexts, rants in private Facebook groups, and secret family chocolate-chip cookie recipes. I know I’m a spy cliché, that agent who works at a desk but craves fieldwork. However, I have a plan: I’m going to infiltrate the secretive Hot Poker Club, where I’ve spotted a mysterious, sexy stranger who I’m convinced is a Russian spy. And once I’m in? All I have to do is seduce the presumed spy without falling for him, so I can expose his true identity and prove my femme fatale bona fides to the CIA. I never lose concentration at work, so that’ll be an absolute breeze for me. Oh, and did I mention he’s sexy? I’m doing it for my country, not my ovaries, I pinky swear. WARNING: Now that you’ve finished reading this, your device will self-destruct in five seconds. NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a quirky, spy-movie-obsessed heroine, a scorching hot maybe-Russian, several terrifying tales about birds, and lots of text debates about the relative cuteness of animals. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run far, far away. Otherwise, buckle up for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride.

  • Fit for Love

    I slept with my trainer. And as it turns out, I’m not the only one. Apparently, he sleeps with all his clients. So I block him—the last thing I need is another a-hole in my life. Especially one as irresistibly charming and handsome as Ashton Vancroft. The catch? Three years later, our best friends, Emma and Marcus, get engaged, and we are both forced to play nice at their destination wedding in Florida. Is he really the self-centered playboy I’ve made him out to be? Or is there something more to this fitness-obsessed now-billionaire that I missed the first time around? Well, after getting stranded on a secret island together and being forced to hunker down in the same cabin, I guess I have no choice but to find out…

  • Of Octopuses and Men

    My grandparents’ grumpy neighbor is as hot as the lethal Florida sun. And like the sun, he’s bad for me. My taste in men is the worst—just ask my ex and his restraining order. What am I doing in Florida with my grandparents, you wonder? Well, my best friend is an octopus, and he needs a bigger tank, so I took a job at an aquarium in the Sunshine State. I didn’t expect that sexy, long-haired grump to try to buy my octopus for some nefarious purpose. Nor did I expect to make out with him during a late-night swim at the beach. And the last thing I expected was to run into him on my first day at my new job… where he’s my boss. NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a sun-phobic marine biologist, her scorching hot grump of a boss, and an octopus who likes to go on walks in his mobile tank. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run far, far away. Otherwise, buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride.

  • Pretend I Do

    What if the person destined to complete you… has the same name as you? MIT graduate Sawyer Baker has built walls around her heart as complex as her code. When a mistaken kiss with her brilliant, misanthropic colleague Sawyer Worthington threatens their positions at Octothorpe, they engineer the perfect solution: a marriage on paper only. Their arrangement is calculated, logical, and absolutely temporary—until proximity reveals what algorithms can’t predict: undeniable chemistry. As corporate sabotage threatens their company and a bullet meant for her changes everything, Sawyer must decide if protecting her career is worth sacrificing the love she never saw coming… with the man who shares more than just her name.

  • Royally Tricked

    A daredevil prince wants to pay me mega-bucks to train him to hold his breath underwater for ten minutes? Sign me up. Except I’m a magician, not a stunt consultant. My record-beating dive without air was a trick. Of course, I can’t tell that to my client, the royally hot Anatolio Cezaroff, a.k.a. Tigger. Not if I want to be able to pay my rent. Also, I’m not exactly comfortable around germs. All germs, including those lurking on uber-attractive men. So falling for my gorgeous client is out of the question, and I fully intend to keep my distance. That is, until he offers to train me in bed. NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a movie-obsessed, germaphobic heroine who’s dying to be a famous magician, a scorching hot Ruskovian prince who loves to live on the edge, and two oversized dogs who may or may not have caused said prince’s wardrobe malfunction. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run far, far away. Otherwise, buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride.

  • Sextuplet and the City

    What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Or does it? Okay, let me explain. I broke into my crush’s dressing room to sniff his tights (not in a pervy way, I swear!) and got busted while, um… you get the idea. He then kind of, sort of blackmailed me into agreeing to a fake green card marriage with him. But hey, I’m not complaining. Next thing I know, we’re on a flight to Vegas to make our friends and family think we had a crazy drunken night and, in the spur of the moment, tied the knot. Except… that’s exactly what happens. (Thanks a lot, vodka.) Considering that he’s the most desirable ballet dancer in New York City and I’m a garage-dwelling secret blogger with a major sweet tooth, there’s no way this marriage could ever become real. Not to mention my totally crazy family and my aversion to every smell under the sun—except his. All I can hope for is to not fall in love with my husband. That shouldn’t be too hard, right?

  • The Love Deal

    Honey Hyman (do NOT call her “hon”) is all leather, piercings, and tattoos. And yes, she may be just a tad deal-obsessed, but who isn’t? It’s not like her using coupons is stealing from anyone… unless, of course, those coupons are the fakes she created to help her elderly neighbors afford groceries from the Munch & Crunch, the uber-expensive supermarket that’s replaced their local grocery store. It really isn’t fair for her to go to jail. Or to be blackmailed into working for the Munch & Crunch CEO whom she’s supposedly defrauded—a CEO who turns out to be none other than Gunther Ferguson, her high school crush who once ruined both her school record and her life. Let the war begin.