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“You’ll always be mine.” The latest taunt from my stalker reminded me I was nothing more than a possession to my father, to the Reapers, to Archer D’Ath. Even to Kody and Steele. Princess Danvers - the prize. His wife. Archer D’Ath’s wife. I hate them. They lied to me. Over and over again. I knew they were lying, and I hate myself for letting it happen. For believing in the fake relationships I want so desperately to be real.

Still on the hunt for her missing brother, Kayli Winchester's life amid the Academy team comes to an abrupt halt when she and Brandon are kidnapped. Mistaken for his identical twin brother, Brandon's life is threatened unless he helps a team of criminals hack into a secret underground cellular network and exploit it.

Marrying my childhood bully? Monumental mistake. He called me “Goody-Goody.” He called me “Nosy-Josie.” He called me other things while he pulled my pigtails. Two decades later, I’m shocked to find my name on his grandmother’s will. We’re set to inherit a fortune, split 50-50. The catch? We have to tie the knot. We have to live in her tiny NYC apartment (with just one bed). We have to keep up the fake marriage for one month.

When my boss starts harassing me at a work function, I do the only thing I can think of; I pretend cocky bratva pakhan Dimitri is my boyfriend. It works. For a little while. Then Dimitri suggests we take it one step further and ‘get married’. My boss gets off my back, Dimitri has an out of the arranged marriage with rival mafia boss, Massimo’s, daughter. It’s a win, win. Except getting married does nothing to scare off Giovanni.

I never said I was engaged to Alex Stone (a.k.a. the richest man in Eureka).... My douchey ex just assumed I was, and I didn’t correct him. You see, I was having a moment. I was out of work, out of money, and Alex had just offered me a lifeline by hiring me to be his live-in nanny for a month. So when Drake the douche starts going on about what a hot mess I am at my best friend’s wedding, I kind of let him believe we were a thing. I never said the word fiancé, and I definitely never expected Alex to play along.

A small town, fake dating, ex's brother romance from Amazon bestselling author Susan Henshaw. Christy: After a brutal breakup, I swore to never step on Seddledowne soil again. But then the school board begs me to be their new principal. It's my dream job. Working with my ex or living by my toxic family? It's a no brainer. The students are great. The ex didn't freak. Things are good. Until my sister FaceTimes while I'm at the gym, unveiling a humiliating Find Christy a Husband scheme. I'm praying for a Savior. Suddenly, I'm being kissed—intensely—as my family watches.

When your wedding-crazy, septuagenarian grandmother arranges a contest to see which of her granddaughters marries first, you have to bring out the big guns. And my billionaire boss Blade’s guns are banging! Billionaire, high-powered CEO, more money than personality, Blade Svensson is all business. He needs to win a contract, and I need a house. He and I both know that this is a logical, rational response to one of life’s many curveballs.

Saint Jordan Killian Black. A gazillionaire with a panty-melting smirk, and a soul as dark as his name. I wanted a child. He wanted a willing slave. I wanted someone to break me and build me up again. He wanted no emotions, no connection. A simple transaction, that's what he said it would be. I needed something in me to shatter, so I could finally live.

Scarlett Andrews nasconde un terribile segreto. Suo fratello Connor è scomparso da diversi mesi e lei nutre dei sospetti sulla confraternita della quale faceva parte, i Black Eagles. Decisa a scoprire la verità, si iscrive alla sua stessa uni¬versità e si finge un ragazzo per potersi infiltrare all'interno dei Black Eagles. Tuttavia impersonare un ragazzo si rivelerà più difficile di quello che aveva immaginato, specie se il suo compagno di stanza è Kyle Thorne, bello e sicuro di sé. Tra i due nasce subito un'amicizia.

When you’ve been screwed over by Mr. Wrong, let the fake dating specialists show you how good it feels to be bad... I'm the guy you don’t bring home to mama. The tattooed, rough-around-the-edges, 100% badass. As the resident bad boy of Magnificent B@stard Consulting, I have what it takes to make sure your dangerous ex thinks twice before he knocks on your door.

Darcy wusste genau, dass ihre Liebe zu Tristan keine Chance hatte. Trotzdem war sie bereit, ihr großes Ziel, die königliche Familie zu zerstören, für ihn aufzugeben. Sechs Monate später befindet sie sich jedoch am anderen Ende der Welt, ohne den Mann, den sie liebt. Als Tristan plötzlich wieder vor ihr steht, will er sie allerdings nicht verhaften lassen. Er braucht ihre Hilfe, um seine Schwester Matilda vor der Hochzeit mit dem spanischen Kronprinzen zu bewahren. Darcy soll dafür das royale Gemälde zurückstehlen, das sie mit ihrer Crew entwendet hat und dessen Motiv mehr als nur brisant ist.

Hes my beast of a fake fianc. The grump to my sunshine. And now, my baby daddy. Declan and I are a match made in hell. Im a carefree artist. Hes an arrogant CEO. We couldnt be more wrong for each other. Never mind how perfectly his Navy SEAL shoulders fill his Armani suits. But my free spirit...

THE MESS They say Jake “The Dragon” Falcone earned his nickname by setting fire to the ice his first season in the NHL. But just between us ladies, I’m pretty sure he earned it for the dragon in his pants. From my first hug as his fake girlfriend, it’s clear he’s packing. After a few fake dates I realize he’s packing…everywhere. Heart, brains, a killer sense of humor—Jake is everything I’ve ever wanted in a man. He’s also my client and OFF LIMITS. Oh, and he has a dangerously unhinged ex who's out for my blood.

Olive veut la vérité. À n'importe quel prix... Il y a huit ans, Alec a écrit son premier article, qui l'a propulsé au rang de journaliste très en vue. Il y a huit ans, la vie d'Olive a basculé dans l'enfer. Aujourd'hui, elle veut tirer un trait sur tout ce qui la rattache à son adolescence. Tout, sauf une chose : son besoin de comprendre ce qui est passé par la tête d'Alec MacGall ce jour-là, au moment de rédiger son papier. Lui n'a plus aucune idée de qui elle est, sinon la jeune femme qu'il vient de rencontrer dans un club.

I was her first love, and I’m going to be her last… On paper, I have it all—good looks, good friends, a killer business, and women throwing themselves at me from every corner of the globe. But I can’t get one woman out of my head.

Reed Lawson was a man I had no business crossing paths with. He was Boston’s most eligible billionaire. Rich and sexy, with a tortured soul every woman wanted to save. The empire he’d created, he had built from the ground up. I was simply a girl who worked in a library. And when I was...

Hely Sanders, future pédopsychiatre, est une jeune femme au caractère bien trempé. Pendant deux semaines, Hely et Jayce devront former un binôme hors du commun et surtout, apprendre à se supporter l'un et l'autre, sans quoi leur moyenne générale chutera considérablement. Entre humour et tensions insoutenables, lequel d'entre eux craquera le premier ?

Cane Clayburn has been a force to be reckoned with as the Texans Star Quarterback. Multiple surgeries have caused rumors of doubt about his future. He knows he still has it. What he doesn’t know is why he is so attracted to the reckless reporter. Upcoming sports journalist Alex Manelli is making headlines. Her spin on the Texan Star Quarterback being a “Has Been” rather than a “Comeback King” is her best piece to date. She prepped profusely for her exclusive interview with Cane Clayburn. What she didn’t prep for was lack of oxygen in the room.

Eines Abends klingelt Lexie mit der Pizza auch noch an der falschen Tür… und landet ausgerechnet in einer „Vorstellungsrunde" bei Carson Sanders. Der heiße Milliardär hält Lexie für die Lady vom Escort-Service, die ihn zur Verleihung des angesehenen New York Business Awards begleiten wird. Ehe Lexie es sich versieht, hat sie einen neuen „Job" beim begehrtesten Junggesellen der Stadt.

Qui ne tente rien... C’est ce que je me suis dit en quittant ma chambre universitaire pourrie pour me rendre à cette fête de fraternité. Maintenant que j’y suis, debout derrière une colonne et extrêmement mal à l’aise, tout me semble finalement assez ridicule. Encore plus quand on pense que je l’attends, lui, le grand Zack Morgan, roi de la glace et dieu de la chambre à coucher si j’en crois les rumeurs. Intéressant, c’est peu de le dire, et je ne peux pas nier que son physique soit avantageux – ou carrément phénoménal – mais je ne suis pas là pour ça.