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A fake wedding between a billionaire and an executive assistant in need of financial help sounds like the perfect fix, but what happens when feelings get involved?

He was just another dad at my daughter's school. Another very hot, "former teen heartthrob" dad. One I couldn't get involved with. Lennox Reign was the hottest teen star, over 15 years ago. Now, he's staring me daggers across the principal's office. Not my fault my daughter got in trouble the first day of school and I seem to have "bad mom" stamped on my forehead. But now, not only do I have to see Lennox and his very grown-up body at school drop off, but we're working together on the school bake sale.

My family's whiskey empire needs to keep me as CEO. But thanks to my dad's will, to take my place as rightful head of the company, I need to find a wife - if only I could just get my brother Sean's pain-in-the-arse best mate Grace out of my head long enough to focus on finding a decent woman. The woman maddens me, but she's a longtime friend of the family, so giving her a job as my assistant is the only way I can keep everyone off my back.

When Libby Gentry's parents receive the letter that she's failed out of school, Libby is forced to pack her Prada bag and head to work for her great-aunt in rural Louisiana. Nothing about tiny Elsbury, Louisiana, entices her until she locks eyes with the Southern charmer Blaine Crabtree. Libby is used to getting what she wants, and Blaine is no exception; but as the two grow closer, bigger problems arise. When new opportunities in Chicago pop up, she is presented with a difficult situation: wait for her redneck Romeo or move on.

My life has revolved around the two things I've always loved: whiskey and rugby. Now, the marriage clause in my Da's will has me putting both on the back burner if I want to save the Murphy's Pub empire and find a wife. As the last brother to get married, I need a little help, and that's where my sister-in-law's American best friend, Leah, comes into the picture. She could use a little Irish luck after the deceitful things her ex did to her that brought her to Ireland.

Adrian Diaz is like something out of a fantasy. Well, if my fantasies included a sexy smirk and a guy working at city hall. But anything further with the sexy, Spanish charmer is quickly squashed when I find out he’s on the city council. The exact guy who is trying to stop the building of a new dog park that the animal shelter desperately needs close by. It’s literally my job as an intern to get this project seen to completion before the summer’s over. Now if only I could get this political prick out of my head long enough to do that.

I'd always wanted to leave small town Illinois, I just didn't know I'd leave it for the stars. I needed to get into Columbia College. I'd do anything to get in. With no other choice, I had my dad help me get an internship at Circe Operations Center. Only it's not an ordinary operations center. Getting attacked on my first day on the job wasn't exactly stellar, but staring into the eyes of the dark-eyed boy who saved me made me re-think every single thought I'd ever had.

Blaine Crabtree never considered himself a lucky man until Libby Gentry came into his life. Now, he isn't sure if he is lucky or just the biggest sap in the parish. To be fair, he is a married man now with a baby on the way, but that doesn't stop old habits from dying hard. With his friends calling for him to go out and a job relocation out of town, he isn't getting to see much of Libby, but a certain ex keeps finding her way back to him. When Blaine feels like the walls are closing in around him, will he break out and go on his own path, or are he and Libby meant to be?

"Welcome to Conti's. I'm Lia and I'll nguhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I froze. Directly facing me was Olympic swimmer, Jay Morningstar . . . and I just made an idiot of myself. The rest of the table looked up to see me standing there with my mouth practically gaping. His coach, who I recognized from TV interviews, and even two other swimmers from the Olympic team were there. They didn't say anything, they didn't even blink.

A brand-new stand-alone second-chance rom-com from Friendship, Texas, featuring country music's biggest superstar, Eddie Justice, and Friendship's resident author, Brook Carrington.

After a summer spent with her aunt Dee in tiny Elsbury, Louisiana, former Chicago princess Libby Gentry traded in her old life for a new one with the Southern Casanova Blaine Crabtree. But just when she thinks things are changing for the better, old girlfriends of Blaine's start coming back into the picture, and not a single one of them are friendly or bad on the eyes. Combine the worry of passing her first semester at St. Joseph Community College and sponsoring her tomboy cousin in cotillion and Libby can barely keep up.

Everything in Libby's life was falling into place...or she thought it was. After a night of sin in New Orleans, she thought she might just be sick from exhaustion, but a trip to the doctor proved otherwise. Now, instead of moving forward, her and commit-a-phobic boyfriend Blaine Crabtree have to go in a completely new direction. Every road block has gotten in their way. Everything has tried to tear them apart. Now they have to figure out if they are strong enough to move forward or if this is the end of their paper trail.

Sometimes, you've got to take a job with the devil to pay the bills.... Too bad I learned too late the devil wears Armani, is the most uptight man in the history of history, and just signed an unbreakable contract that shackles me to his pompous royal side for the summer. But God, he's got this British accent that makes my panties melt. But then the words he says catch up with my brain and make me want to throw one of his precious vases at his head.

After pumping the breaks on my college degree and being dumped at the last minute, I’m looking forward to skipping off to a new country for a royal wedding event. But I’ll need the perfect distraction to keep both my sister and mother from finding out about my epic disaster life. So when I meet a charming Scottish stunner on the train, whose chivalry and humor have me swooning, a quick coin toss seals the deal on my hot date. It’s the perfect plan until he reveals he is Lord Jacob MacWebley, odd duckling and long-lost cousin of the family my sister is about to marry into.

Monica can't stand his crisp white shirts or his staunch views on women. But she can't help counting every freckle on his face and wondering what it would feel like to have him stop talking politics and kiss her. A class debate project forces the unlikely pair to work together, and the political lines are blurred in late-night make-out sessions. But despite their fiery chemistry, Trey's politics threatens to smother their relationship for good.

The doctor tried to console me as he gave me samples of prenatal vitamins, and paper after paper was piled in a folder with my name and September on the front. September. My baby’s due date. Holy shit, I was going to be a mother. And Johnny was going to be a father. I had to do so many things to prepare and people I had to tell. This wasn’t just about me and my future anymore. This was about us. And whether I liked it or not, this baby was a part of me, which meant Johnny was a part of me. It was time we stopped running from each other.

Mary James is the firm's toughest client. The sexy Hollywood accent turned pariah after a leaked sex tape surfaced. One she claims is totally fake. If I want to move up to associate in my PR firm, I have to take her on as a client. The two of us figure the easiest way to help her is simple: a fake relationship. But what happens when something fake gets to be too real and fame gets involved?

I’ve broken my fair share of hearts. They don’t call me a former teen heartthrob for nothing. Now, I’m a single dad and things are finally looking up for me in life and love for that matter. But then, the ghost of Hollywood past showed up at my doorstep. Now, I have to decide if it’s time to go back to my old life for her or if I keep it all in the past...for her.

Vegas was a trip, and that was an understatement. An understatement I couldn't remember and that included the brunette in my bed. That is, until my pounding headache had me getting up for a glass of water, and I saw the marriage license on the ground. The words: Clay Carrington and Christy Quinn and holy matrimony staring me in the face. I came to Vegas to get away, and the bratty owner's daughter of the ranch wanted to come with. I didn't even like the boss's daughter, let alone want to marry her. I guess things that happened in Vegas had a way of following you home.

I looked up, and standing there was my ex-boyfriend Jordan Webber. Maybe, ex-boyfriend wasn't the right word. Maybe, the boy who I dated for almost two years. Then, he graduated early, leaving for art school in New York. He wanted me to come with him, but what future did I have in New York? My parents weren’t paying for me to go to school unless it was a state school with a real degree, and all I ever wanted was to do photography.