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WYOMING'S BILLIONAIRE RANCHERS

12/22/2021

Four cynical billionaire ranchers. Four innocent heroines. Four steamy, small-town romances.

In Billionaire Rancher, Secret Lover, shy part-time waitress Kady suddenly finds herself agreeing to take her coffee shop boss (and billionaire in disguise) Slade Wyndham to become her secret lover.

In Billionaire Rancher, Secret Crush, secret billionaire and bookshop owner Thornton hires a new shop assistant, thinking that Blake's a guy...but she's not.

In A Heartless Billionaire Rancher, Sarah has her heart stolen and broken by a stranger...all in one night.

In Billionaire Rancher Heartbreaker, sixteen-year-old Anah falls head over heels secret billionaire Ethan, not realizing until it's too late that he's already lost his heart to someone else.

Note: All books in this boxed set are steamy and over-the-top billionaire Western small-town romances with guaranteed happy-ever-afters.

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San Antonio's Finest Eligibles

12/22/2021

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San Antonio's Finest Eligibles - or S.A.F.E. in short - consist of four broodingly handsome billionaire ranchers. And one by one, these four powerful men find themselves falling for their mail-order brides.

In Betrayed by the Billionaire Rancher, innocent Hilary mistakenly believes she's marrying an ordinary cowboy. She also believes she's marrying for love, when in truth all Devon Montgomery wants is a biddable and undemanding wife.

In The Billionaire Rancher's Temporary Wife, Isla agrees to be a mail-order bride to escape her heartbreak. But will her new husband end up breaking her heart all over again?

In The Billionaire Rancher's Unwanted Wife, single dad Nicholas Sutherland has no time for women. But because of someone's meddling ways, he ends up with a mail-order bride with stars in her eyes.

In Bought by the Billionaire Rancher, a nanny ends up with her boss's wedding ring...but with conditions attached.

Note: All books in this boxed set are steamy and over-the-top contemporary mail-order bride romances with guaranteed happy-ever-afters.

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This is a collection of four books. All four books revolve around SAFE San Antonio's Finest Eligible bachelors. They all need wives but do not want the entanglement of love and dating. Mostly because of their money they do not date. So they all look for or are put in the position of getting a mail order bride. Even though some of the guys are not thrilled with the idea they do come to understanding. There are people that get in the way and sometime is it the guys themselves that prevent it. All the stories were wonderful and I loved the characters, the situations were different but all enjoyable. The stories were well developed and entertaining. They are all quick reads. I really enjoyed this series. ~ Amazon 5-star review

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My Russian Stepbrothers

12/20/2021

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I know I'm lucky, to have three of the hottest Russian guys in town as my doting (but often overprotective) stepbrothers.And I know, I really do understand that I shouldn't jeopardize what I have. What we have. A big, beautiful house. A happy family. A promising future.
But then I see him. I look at him. And I just can't help wanting him, even knowing it's forbidden.
Vassi.
I love him so much. Need him. Want him.
Even though I know one day, he'd fall for another girl, and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

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It was a day of many firsts for Seri.
Her first day in college, her first class with Vassi, and the first day since…that time.
With Seri seated alone at the last row, it was just Seri and Vassi sharing the long console table as he slid into the vacant seat on her left. Darkness allowed him to escape detection, everyone too busy watching the video tutorial playing in front.
If the lights had been on, it would have been different of course. All the girls would have gone crazy at the knowledge that Vassi Grachyov was with them.
Vassi! Grachyov! In! The! Flesh!
Seri had seen it happen too many times to count.
She felt him move his chair closer to her, and she resisted the urge to move her seat away from him.
D’err mo.
She sucked at this.
She had been the one to force him into being her boyfriend and---
“Still not going to look my way, solnishka moya?” The words were whispered straight into her ear, and Seri nearly fell off her chair.
Bo zheh moy. Oh my God, but what was that?
How was it that his mere voice was enough to turn her on now?
This close, she could smell his aftershave, could feel his breath fanning her skin. He leaned even closer, his arm resting at the back of her chair.
“Maybe you should think twice about this.”
“No,” she hissed under her breath. Even without looking at him, she could feel him smirking, and she was torn between wanting to kick him under the table and---
An idea crystallized in her mind, and she found herself unable to let go of it.
She could do it. She was going to do it. She really was, and it would teach him to underestimate her.
So yes, she would do it.
She would.
Vassi started to move away, still smirking, and it was both irritating and sexy, the way he seemed capable of reading her every mind---
Seri took a deep breath and just did it.
She touched his knee under the desk.
Ha!
Triumph filled her as she succeeded in making the first move, and her body trembled at the feel of his knee under her fingers. Seri glanced at Vassi, and the faint light coming from the glow of the projection allowed her to see his face, which was…bland.
Huh?
He raised a brow. “That’s it?”
Her lips parted and closed.
B’lyad.
She really sucked at this, and color flooded her cheeks as she realized that what seemed like such an incredible achievement for her was probably child’s play for someone as experienced as Vassi. They might only be a year apart in age, but she wasn’t foolish enough to think that the difference between his level of experience and hers could be measured the same way.
Angry and humiliated, she started to pull her hand away, but his hand suddenly covered hers.
Her gaze jerked to his. “Let go!”
“What’s wrong?” His lips curved. “We’re just getting started.” He picked her hand up.
“Shut---” But she found herself choking instead, unable to believe what Vassi had just done.
Or made her do.
Whatever.
The point was, her hand was now on…his…dick.
Her eyes flew to him in shock. Was he serious? They were in class, and they were not alone!
And as if to answer her, Vassi slowly started to move her hand up and down his dick. His eyes still held hers captive, gleaming with cruel pleasure. Yes, he was serious. Yes, he knew they were in class, they were not alone, and wasn’t that goddamn exciting?
Her breath hitched, and she wanted to bang her head against the table. She really sucked at this. She was supposed to be the one seducing him, blackmailing him, and yet it was the opposite.
Vassi’s hand tightened around hers as he pushed her to move her hand faster. His dick was longer and harder, thicker, too, than she imagined, and the knowledge that she was holding it---
Holy Mother of Russian Miracles, she was holding Vassi’s dick---
She wanted to moan and whimper, she wanted to open and close her legs at the same time, the wetness soaking her panties making her ache with a strange kind of need to be filled.
When his dick twitched in her hold, her fingers involuntarily tightened around his arousal, and she heard him hiss.
It was the most beautiful sound---
The lights opened.
“Does anyone have questions?” the professor in front asked.
That, on the other hand, was the most awful sound she had ever heard. It was the sound of knowing they could be discovered any moment, of people realizing that she was giving her stepbrother a hand job in public---
Panicking, she tried tugging her hand away, but instead he only made her hand stroke him faster. He still had his arm on the back of her chair, but he was facing the professor, his posture entirely relaxed.
Nothing in his demeanor gave him away---
And yet, under the table, she could feel his dick growing between her fingers, could feel it throbbing almost violently----
Seri heard him say between clenched teeth, “Faster.”
And somehow, she couldn’t stop herself, stroking him as fast as she could while she squeezed him hard, drawing every little lesson of seduction she could from all the hentai videos she had watched.
In the corner of her eye, she saw Vassi stiffen in his seat, just before he started to cum.
Oooooooh.
She hurriedly covered her mouth with her free hand before her moan escaped her.
B’lyad.
That sound---
She squeezed her eyes shut as the sound of his pleasure played over and over in her mind.
She had made her stepbrother, Vassi, come with her hand.
And Holy Mother of Russia, but instead of feeling dirty, she just wanted…more.
The bell rang, and everyone started to stand up. Vassi grabbed her wrist and before she knew what was happening, he already had her out of the classroom, and they were walking away.
“I can’t believe you made me do that,” she hissed at him even as she struggled to keep up with his pace.
“You shouldn’t be complaining.” He smirked down at her. “Wasn’t that the point of this entire arrangement?” He bent down and without missing a step, he bit the outer lobe of her ear, whispering, “This is how I am as a boyfriend, solnishka moya.”
Argh!
She tripped over her own feet, making Vassi laughingly stop as he helped Seri regain her balance. She looked up, but before she could speak, he shook his head at her. “Give it up, leech.” His tone was light, but his gaze held a warning in it. “This blackmailing thing isn’t you, and in the end…only one of us will get hurt.”

This well-written, different style of Reverse Harem was good story with good characters with chemistry. ~ Amazon Vine Voice verified 5-star review

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Bad Boy Billionaire

12/19/2021

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I might be broke, but I'm not stupid. Dating a Dutch billionaire with bad boy written all over him will only get me hurt...right?Everyone knows who the de Konighs are. They're not only a family of billionaires, but they're royalty, too. Everyone in this family's supposed to be perfect except for its lone black sheep...Jaak de Konigh.
AKA...
The bad boy billionaire billionaire who supposedly took one look at me...and fell hard.
In lust that is.
Because Jaak doesn't do love.
Neither do I really, but it's not reason enough for us to start seeing each other.
Right?

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Ilse’s cellphone started to ring at exactly five o’clock, and without opening her eyes, she blindly groped for her phone on the bedside table, swiping and punching the screen randomly until she was able to answer the call and put it on loudspeaker.
“Rise and shine, babe.”
Ilse’s heart skipped a beat even as her mind fought against the cobwebs of sleep. Who was calling her---
The realization came to her.
Jaak de Konigh.
“What time is it?” she asked groggily.
“Five?”
Eyes still closed, she demanded in a mumble, “And you’re calling me now why?”
“Gloria told me you often worry about not being able to get up on time in the morning, so I thought I’d make myself useful.”
Right.
Her boss really had a big mouth…
And Ilse started to slip back into unconsciousness.
The billionaire gazed at his cellphone in amusement. “Ilse?”
An incoherent mumble.
“Shouldn’t you start moving?”
“Vijf minuten.”
The billionaire smiled. Five minutes. He ended the call, thinking that morning might just become his favorite part of the day if it was the only time he could hear Ilse acting spoiled and childlike.
Heading back to his hotel suite’s walk-in closet, the billionaire finished changing, his movement swift and efficient as he looped a crimson tie around his neck and secured it with a perfect knot.
By the time he called Ilse again, exactly five minutes had passed, and he was on his way down in the elevator. She answered his call on the third ring, her semi-incoherent grumble leaving the billionaire torn between amusement and arousal. That she wasn’t a morning person was cute, but it also made him wish he could see her now. He pictured her lying on his bed, with her dark brown hair fanned across his pillows, and the thought was enough to have his cock stiffen behind his pants.
This was going to be another day of torture, the billionaire thought with a mental sigh. Ever since meeting Ilse, he hadn’t fucked another woman, and not counting the years before he had lost his virginity, this was the longest time he had gone without sex.
With an effort, the billionaire managed to keep his voice steady, saying, “Ilse, get up.”
“Mm.”
He heard more sounds, Ilse flipping to her stomach and covering her head with a pillow. It was the simplest thought, but it still have the most amazing impact on his cock, and for one tempting second the billionaire seriously considered going back to his room so he could jerk himself off.
The thought had the billionaire inhaling hard.
Control. He needed to be in control.
“Come on, babe. You don’t want to be late, do you?”
Half a minute passed before he heard a sigh coming from the other end of the line. “I’m up.”
Her tone was half-sleepy, half-grudging, to which the billionaire replied in a mockingly polite voice, “Your gratitude for my wake-up call is duly noted.”

I loved it! I don't think love is an adequate enough word for the emotions this book awoke within me. Wish I could give five more stars for this piece! I loved the characters how they came together and grew...I felt like I was actually in Amsterdam with how vivid and detailed the descriptions are... ~ Amazon verified 5-star review

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Billionaire Bikers: The Jerk - College Enemies-to-Lovers Romance

12/19/2021

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NOTE: This was previously published as Leandro: Greek. Biker. Billionaire, which is the novel version of Heart Racer and Driven by Love.

They hated each other at first sight, but then he saw her coming out of the shower...
College bad boy Leandro Christopoulos is known for being rich and hot...as well as driving a bike.
College overachiever Roberta "Bobby" Granger is known for being rich and snarky...as well as running a charity.
She isn't his type at all, but when the Greek billionaire accidentally sees her naked, he knows he has to have her...even if it means pretending he has a heart to lose.

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Looking down on her, the mutinous look on her oval face made Leandro mentally sigh. “I’m sorry for what happened yesterday,” he forced himself to say.
“Really?”
He said impatiently, “Has no one taught you to be gracious when accepting an apology?”
She flushed. He was right in that score, but she didn’t want to admit it. She shot back, “I’d be gracious if I thought you were being sincere.”
It was his turn to flush. “You never know when to shut up.”
Her eyes flashed. “Is that your way of telling me to shut up? Because let me tell you---”
He kissed her.
Again, he had shut her up by kissing her.
This time, she managed to remain conscious enough to try to struggle. Try being the operative word because her efforts were completely wasted. He was so strong that he made it look like she was not refusing his touch at all. He had stopped in the middle of the dance floor, his arms around her like chains made of burning-hot steel.
She opened her mouth to scream, but stupid her, she forgot that was the one thing she should never do.
His tongue went in for the kill.
And that was…the end. Of her sanity.

Was a very good engrossing read. Once really got into the characters, it was very easy to be able to pick up and carry on.. Recommend ! - Amazon 5-star verified review

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Acheron's Woman

12/18/2021

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"I'm sorry," Pippi said finally, "but I don't think I'm your type, and it would hurt me to see you bored with my company after just a few minutes."As Pippilotta "Pippi" Jones considered herself allergic to rich, handsome men, finding out that she was required by her work to visit Greek billionaire Acheron Simonides in his home was Pippi's worst dream come true.
But since an order was an order...

Acheron had never been attracted to the shy, sensible sort, but the way the woman so valiantly did her best to resist him resulted in making Ms. Jones the sole exception to the rule. Even so, the billionaire believed it was only a matter of time and skillful negotiation before he could make the little blusher his.
Or so he thought.

It's another sweet, sexy, angsty read from Marian Tee, so be prepared to laugh, smile, and cry!

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"Yeah, I'm here. Let's just---" She broke off, sensing someone approach from behind, and when she turned around, it was to find Acheron coming to a stop within kissing distance, so blasted close the scent of his cologne was once again teasing her nostrils.
So close. Too close. Impossibly, painfully, agonizingly close.
"Pi?"
"Umm..." Her mind was a blank, with the heat blazing from Acheron's eyes making her feel like a cornered rabbit. She knew she should move, but she couldn't. She knew she should push him away, but she couldn't. Oh, the many things she knew she should do, but couldn't - because the truth was...
She didn't want to do any of them, Pippi realized sickly.
"Pi?" This time, Rue's voice was tinged with serious concern.
"S-Sorry." Her voice came out unnaturally shrill, with Acheron having reached for one of her hands, and oh dear Lord, his touch was scorching, like electricity running through every vein of her body. "I was just thinking of..." Her voice faltered as Acheron raised her hand to his lips.
"Thinking of what?" Rue prompted.
And now, he was slipping one finger into his mouth.
Omigodomigodomigodomigod!
Her finger!
In his mouth!
HER FINGER!
IN HIS MOUTH!
She somehow managed to find her voice. "Fin....findings."
Acheron's eyes laughed at her, but when she tried to yank her hand out of his hold, he retaliated by sucking on her finger, and her knees immediately buckled.
Bloody, bloody, bloody hell!
"Findings about what?"
Pippi found herself clutching one of the balcony posts just to stay upright, her gaze helplessly drawn to the erotic sight of her finger in his mouth.
Oh God, the way his tongue swirled, the scrape of his teeth, and the way he sucked...
"Pippi?"
"It's d-difficult to e-explain." And it was. "I'll call you again. O-Okay?" Her voice caught as Acheron sucked on her finger just a bit harder, enough to make her whole body shiver.
A moment later, she heard Rue whisper, "Oh my."
Oh no.
"I'm so going to tell everyone."

...of course you will cry and of course you cannot stop reading once you started it. Pipi and Archeron have a lot in their lives but most important and not so obvious to them, they have each other. ~ Amazon verified 5-star review

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The Italian Billionaire's Abandoned wife

12/16/2021

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He abandoned her on their wedding night...

His name is Marcus Ravelli, and he's very, very Italian. Utterly wicked, absolutely arrogant, and smoldering hot. He's one of my brother's closest friends, and we met one unforgettable summer, when he was eighteen, and I was nineteen.
I've never forgotten him, and when we meet again, sparks start flying like ten years haven't gone by. I want him more than ever, and so when he asks me to marry him, I say yes...only to have him break my heart in the most cruel way there is.
I want a divorce, but my Italian billionaire husband offers me a deal instead...

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BOOK AND SERIES DESCRIPTIONS

WYOMING'S BILLIONAIRE RANCHERS

San Antonio's Finest Eligibles

My Russian Stepbrothers

Bad Boy Billionaire

Billionaire Bikers: The Jerk - College Enemies-to-Lovers Romance

Acheron's Woman

The Italian Billionaire's Abandoned wife

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