Royally Tricked


Book Description

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.




Hard Byte


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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.




Hard Stuff (A Collection)


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For a limited time, grab this collection of three standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedies featuring quirky, nerdy heroines and panty-melting heroes, along with their assortment of lovable, mischievous pets, and buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride. Hard Code My new assignment at work: test out toys. Yup, that kind. But when the testing goes south, and I mean that literally, I’m forced to recruit the help of my new boss, the infamously reclusive and devastatingly sexy Vlad Chortsky, a.k.a. the Impaler. Testing toys with your scorching hot boss is still professional... right? Hard Ware Two dogs, both alike in adorableness, in New York City, where we lay our scene… Okay, maybe that’s a tad dramatic, but who knew a puppy meet-cute could go so horribly wrong? One moment, we're strolling through Central Park, and the next, a mysterious, mouthwateringly hot stranger is demanding I get my Chihuahua tested for STDs. Since he turns out to be the key to getting my newest business venture funded, I guess I’ll do it. It has nothing to do with wanting to see him again. And again. And maybe one more time... Hard Byte In the cerulean, fantasy-inducing eyes of my new Russian boss, Alex Chortsky (a.k.a. the Devil), “project integration” means turning my life’s work into a high-tech "toy." Uh-huh, that kind. When committing corporate sabotage to save my project doesn’t go as planned, my job is on the line, and the only way out is to make a deal with the Devil himself. One fake date in exchange for his help on my project—what could possibly go wrong?




Femme Fatale-ish


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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.




White Nights


Book Description

The complete USA TODAY bestselling duet, available for the first time in one convenient, discounted bundle. Over 2300 5-star reviews on the individual books! Of all the hospitals in New York City, he walks into mine. I know from the moment I see him that Alex Volkov is dangerous. He’s the kind of trouble every woman should run from. The bullet his bodyguard took for him proves that. My attraction to him is not rational, not logical... but it’s too strong to resist. I tell myself it will be just one night. One night to step away from the stress of work, to give into temptation. But before I know it, he’s pulling me deeper into his world of excess and violence, invading not only my life but my heart. He's always known the power he wields over me, but once I discover it for myself, my future is already under his control. Note: This bundle contains White Nights and Midnight Days and is the full story of Alex and Kate.




The Love Deal


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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.




Sextuplet and the City


Book Description

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?




Billionaire Grump


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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.







Damage Control


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A straight-shooting, hilarious and off-beat guide from the author of the Globe's most highly trafficked column in the Life section. This is Ann Landers with tattoos, beer shooters, and just a bit of swearing. David Eddie is so infamous for sticking his foot in his mouth that he's dubbed himself "Faux Pas-Varotti". Every social outing seems to result in some form of mortification for all concerned. Having screwed up countless times and come through it all with dignity intact, a loving family, a lovely wife, and an excellent career, he's the perfect guy to give advice on learning from, and making the best of, a seemingly devastating screw-up. Building on his enormously popular advice column in the Globe and Mail's Life section, Eddie provides simple rules for recovery, applicable to your latest office gaffe or party blunder. Reading Damage Control is like meeting a good, old friend for a drink when you have a problem — a friend you sought out because in all likelihood he has screwed up worse than you and has a great story about it, and because he'll give you honest feedback and practical suggestions. And because he makes you laugh harder than anyone else you know.