A Marriage Mistake Romance

It was one freaking kiss with a stranger. I wasn't looking for a hero the day Brent Eden charged into my life. He saw a damsel in distress facing humiliation. We played pretend. Swore I was his. Baited sweet chaos. Blew apart everything. My dating disaster? Gone. Our kiss? Electric. Divine. Toe-curling. His mistake? Oh, boy. Dropping the ultimate F-bomb: fiancée. Especially when my gossipy cousin tells the whole family.

Waking up next to the world's hottest stranger is my first red flag. The huge rock on my finger? Hint number two I'm head-over-heels in trouble. I'm hair-on-fire freaked by the marriage certificate. Then I sit down with Noah Bernard, my mysterious new "husband." He talks a good game. Easy, when he'd put Hercules to shame. Olympian abs. Defiant growl. Come-to-mama eyes. Mammoth freaking ego. I almost wish I remembered our honeymoon. But I need answers. Not more secrets.

From Wall Street Journal best-selling author Nicole Snow - a tale of pretend love turned way too real. See the sparks fly when tight-wound alpha protector gets a taste of his ultimate sugar and spice. Full-length romance novel with a happily-ever-after roller coaster!

I inherited a freaking husband. Grandpa's will was a shocker: huge fortune, gorgeous ranch, and the best horse ever. The fine print? Marrying Mr. Grump-alicious. The man who's supposed to protect me from...what, exactly? That's what I hope to find out if Drake Larkin ever talks. I know what I'm in for the first time his glance tears me open. A broody enigma who's large and in charge. A mute who curls my toes when he barks a few words.

Accidentally hitched to a dream. Now for the catch.... I didn't even say "I do." One crank call and I'm insta-wife to a tattooed behemoth and mother to his kids. He's paying my idiot boss a fortune for the perfect lie. Because trouble found Miller Rush, and he found me. A rock-hard, overprotective rebel with a cause. Father of the century. Abs wound tighter than his attitude. A broodylicious bull stomping around my house, barking orders. Something's got to give, okay? But it won't be me.

Accidentally married to a human stallion. And I can't even remember our wedding. It's awkward, okay? I didn't plan on waking up hitched to Hubby of the Century. Or one little misadventure erasing every memory of us. No sweet nothings. No ugly cry vows. No flipping honeymoon. But every time I see Flint Calum, I wonder. How did I get so lucky? Let's forget all six-foot-something of his oh-so-bad superdad self. His flashing eyes and SEAL-perfected whip of a body aren't why I'm dizzy.