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Als Hailey ihren neuen Job antritt, stolpert sie in Adrians Arme, unwissend, wer dieser attraktive Typ im teuren Anzug ist. Lost Love - von Liebe auf den ersten Blick zurück in die Einsamkeit Ein Blick, ein Wortgefecht, ein Kuss - Big Love. Zumindest für ein paar wundervolle Wochen, bis Missverständnisse, Schicksalsschläge und gebrochene Herzen ihre Wege trennen.

Er könnte alles verlieren, auch sein Herz... Aiden Kelley ist ein milliardenschwerer CEO und liebt Planung über alles. Doch sein extravagantes Leben wird auf den Kopf gestellt, als seine Exfreundin mit einer Zehnjährigen auftaucht, die seine Tochter sein soll. Hilfe muss her, denn er weiß nicht, wie er sich plötzlich um ein Kind kümmern soll. Die einzige Frau, die Aiden helfen könnte, ist ausgerechnet seine persönliche Assistentin Chelsea Houston - die gerade gekündigt hat.

"Was führt dich zu mir, Kleine?”, flüstert mir der attraktive Badboy zu, dessen Blick pure Versuchung ausstrahlt! Ich weiß, ich sollte nicht darauf eingehen – aber alle meine Sinne und mein Herz scheinen anderer Meinung zu sein! Das Loch auf meinem Konto ist der einzige Grund, weshalb ich den Job in dieser Sports-Bar angenommen habe in der viele reiche Sport-Stars ein und aus gehen, um sich auf ihre eigene Weise zu amüsieren. Auch an diesem Abend... und ich weiß sofort, dass dieser Kenny in seinem Playboy-Outfit genau der Typ neureicher Star mit prall gefülltem Konto ist, von dem ich mich fernhalten sollte.

Willkommen in der Welt der Billionäre, in der das Leben zwischen Luxus, Lügen und Leidenschaft spielt – und nichts so läuft, wie geplant. In „Seek Me, CEO“ flieht Aurora vor einem gebrochenen Herzen und landet ausgerechnet im Schoß des begehrtesten Junggesellen der Stadt – samt Baby im Bauch und einem Passfoto als einzigem Beweis für ihr wildestes Abenteuer. „Notice Me, CEO“ erzählt die Geschichte von Leandra, deren Kurven nicht nur ihren Boss um den Verstand bringen – sondern auch seinen Plan, sie loszuwerden, komplett über den Haufen werfen. Fake-Beziehung?

Sinclair Amadeus Sterling, a.k.a. Mr. Superior Jackass with a God complex. Who also happens to be my blackmailer...gulp. Tall, dark, gazillionaire growly pants. The first time I met him, I kneed him in his very well endowed balls - don't ask! He had that tightly leashed, controlling air and a smoldering glare that made me damp in seconds. The only thing that sucks worse than his attitude is his (lack of) sense of humor! Honest. Sadly, he's also the one who could save my business from going bust. Hell!

She turns her face and I catch a glimpse of her profile. The upturned nose, the curve of her lips, the creamy skin that glows in the late afternoon light. She throws her head back and laughs, and my heart begins to pound in my chest. Sweat beads my palms and I wipe them on my jeans. What is this reaction to her? I have not even properly met her, yet something inside me insists that I know her. She's the girl whom I have tried hard not to think about...The girl I’d gotten a glimpse of so many years ago. I have never forgotten her.

Josephine: It was the worst blind date in the history of the universe, until Holden Winters swept in and rescued me. Are you kidding? Holden Winters? A scion of the notorious Winters family, Holden is gorgeous, wealthy, and brilliant. He dates socialites and pop stars, not computer science grad students more comfortable in a hoodie than couture. Our night together was a fantasy...and a huge mistake.

Hailey Mitchel wants one thing. Her boss. The only problem is he's never looked at her as more than a loyal employee. At least, not until his charming business rival, Caleb, drops into her life with an offer she can't refuse. He's willing to bet he can make her fall in love with him in a month, and if he's wrong, he'll help her find the keys to her boss's heart.

Avery Clark loves her life. She travels the world doing a job that keeps her so busy she can't think about how lonely she is or the fact that she hasn't had day off in two years. This trip to paradise is a chance for her to get some sun and have a Mai Tai or three. That is until she runs into billionaire hotel mogul Hayden Wexton, who is absolutely 100 percent off-limits.

I was in big trouble. The biggest. Running out of time, I turned to him. Jacob Winters promised he'd solve all my problems. All I had to do was become his pet. With some men, that kind of deal might have been a nightmare. Jacob Winters was a dream come true. I was raised to be a lady, not a man's plaything. But with Jacob, I almost had it all; pleasure like I'd never known and protection from the danger stalking me. Was it greedy to want more? I had his body, but I wanted his heart.

I'm Vicky, the dog whisperer. (Not really, but that's what my elderly neighbor says whenever I walk her dog, Smuckers.) When she dies, she surprises everybody by leaving a corporation worth billions to Smuckers...and she leaves Smuckers to me. Suddenly, I go from running my Etsy store to sitting in an elegant Wall Street boardroom with Smuckers in my lap. And my neighbor's son, Henry Locke, aka New York's most eligible bachelor, glaring across the table at me. Rumor has it Henry's a business genius who's as talented in the bedroom as he is in the boardroom.

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.

Winston Ashford, not exactly Prince Charming. Arrogant. Bastard. Gorgeous. I’d mistaken him for a ten when he turned out to be a minus five. He was so beautiful but damaged beyond repair. There was no amount of understanding or love that could save a man who didn’t want to be saved. So, after one night together, I gladly washed my hands of him. Until everything went south. My father was dead, my sister needed help, and it was time I behaved like a responsible older sister with a plan.

For two years I held Vance Winters off...right up until the day my fiancé dumped me for his mistress and Vance kissed me senseless. Vance Winters was six feet of dangerously beautiful mayhem. Wicked blue eyes, tousled blond hair, and golden skin covered in tattoos. Trouble. I should have taken one look and run in the other direction. I should have told him to take his job offer and shove it up his tight, perfect ass. I should have done a lot of things.

I thought coming home would solve all my problems. I've never been more wrong. After a decade in the military, I'm more at home in the desert than the mansion where I grew up. I want to pretend that six months as a captive didn't change me, but ever since I escaped, I haven't slept. Nightmares. Flashbacks. Nothing makes sense anymore. Until I see her. Standing in the moonlight in her white nightgown, she looks like an angel. The second I touch her I know she's all woman.

Francine is stunned when she discovers she's been married - for the last 10 years - to Benny, her surly, nerdy frenemy she worked with one summer in Vegas. How in the world did they end up married? Though there was a certain drunken night....She's surprised to find that Benny is now a cold, wolfish billionaire. And yes, he'll sign the paperwork - for a price: She has to spend the next three weeks playing his adoring wife.

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I hired Ben under false pretenses. He may think I don’t know who he truly is, but I do. Even so, I'm tempted to trust him. His family may be full of con artists, but Ben is too innocent for his own good. Trustworthy or not, I'm going to keep him in my sights.

I tried to say no. I did more than try, I flat out turned him down. Repeatedly. But Tate Winters doesn't take no for an answer. He's smart, hot, and he knows how to get to me. Before I can stop myself, I'm falling for him. But Tate doesn't know my secrets. He doesn't understand that we can't be together, no matter how much we both want it.

He's a billionaire heir. A grump supreme. Hater of people. Bigger hater of peopling with people. And my new fake boyfriend. "Emotionally unavailable" doesn’t even begin to describe Hayes Rutherford. He has more defenses than a nuclear missile silo. And he’s the ultimate catch of the century. At least, according to his bank statement. My job’s simple: Keep all interested ladies away from the walled-off heir, by pretending to be his one true love. But you know what they say about fake-dating a billionaire: It’s all fun and games, until the scandals start.