Dear Grumpy Horrible Boss,You suck as a lawyer. I don’t even know how you passed the bar. Or how you sleep at night taking clients like Jack Whittington.Just in case you didn’t know, you can’t fire me just because I have a part-time job working bachelor parties. What I do on the weekend is none of your business and not a part of my employment contract. If I want to go back to wearing coconut bikinis and popping out of cakes, I can. As soon as I get my big break as an actress, I will be leaving your employ. I am literally counting down the days. You must be dreaming if you think I’m going to be working from 6 am to 9 pm for the next month just so you won’t report me to HR. Go ahead and report me. See if I care Mr. Wannabe hotshot playboy lawyer. You’re not that hot and I do not want you.Also, stop emailing me at night with lists of to-dos.Your not very well paid assistant,Lila HavershamLila,I hope you can count to infinity because that’s how many more days you’re going to be working for me. If your acting is as good as your dancing, you’re not going to be making it anytime soon.Five words of advice: Don’t quit your day job.Your very well paid and handsome boss,Max Spector P.S. You’ve been given a new phone so we can communicate via text instead of email. Or, if you’d rather, we can communicate from my bed. I rather not christen that blowup mattress again.P.P.S. I think your actions in the shower at the gym tell another story about how much you do or do not want me...care to drop the soap again?

Town playboy.CEO extraordinaire.Monumental prick.And my blind date.Tag Calloway is toxic. If you aren't in his small inner circle of friends, you're nothing.An inconvenience at best.And it's just my luck that my first blind date—heck, my first date since 'The Incident'--happens to be with him.I've spent years hiding myself from men. From life. Wallowing in guilt and camouflaging my body.I live for one reason. Gigi. The broken-condom accident who has become the singular light of my life.Why did I let my friends talk me into this?He's the last person I should trust with my feelings. My body. My scars.But when our night turns into something I never expected, common sense fails me and I fall hard, knowing this time, it won't be my body that suffers gruesome damage, it will be my heart.Unlikely Date is a funny, angsty, enemies-to-lovers romance. Though part of a series, each book can easily be enjoyed in any order.~~~~~~~~~~~~There may be topics in this novel that would be upsetting or painful for some. For a full list of TWs see the author's website.

**AN AMAZON TOP 100 BESTSELLER**He’s hockey’s golden boy, my new client, and the man I’ve avoided for the last nine years. I was hired to fix him—but he’s not the only one who’s broken.Hawk Madden was my first love.I thought he would be my forever.But life wasn’t always fair.And grief could be a cruel beast.Fight or flight?I’d always run.But now he’s back in my life after all these years.With one look.One touch.One kiss.Old feelings resurface.Feelings that I thought I’d buried a long time ago.Hawk Madden was my first love…I just didn’t know that he’d be my last.**This is book 2 in the Honey Mountain Series. Each one can be read as a complete standalone. A HEA is guaranteed!**Honey Mountain Series:Always MineEver MineMake You MineSimply MineOnly Mine

Innocent Blaise Lexington knows better than to cross paths with the dangerous and sexy billionaire “Mad” Maddox Stassi. He is known for his dark temper and ruthlessness, as well as his link to a horrendous vigilante act. Blaise is willing to overlook all of that for the protection his name and wealth can offer her.When she presents him with a far-fetched arrangement—marriage to her for the limited-edition sports car that will complete his collection—Blaise expects him to turn her down. Much to her surprise, he accepts.He doesn’t believe in love. She isn’t looking for forever-after. As their business arrangement flares into a blazing hot attraction, can two non-believers take a chance on each other? Or will a man from Blaise’s past destroy their unexpected marriage?

Ryan Wright’s new hockey team is a dumpster fire. He expects to lose games—not his heart.Ryan’s laid-back attitude should be an advantage in Indianapolis. Even if he doesn’t accomplish much on the ice, he can help his burned-out teammates off it. And no one needs a friend—or a hug—more than Nico Kirschbaum, the team’s struggling would-be superstar.Nico doesn’t appreciate that management traded for another openly gay player and told them to make friends. Maybe he doesn’t know what his problem is, but he’ll solve it with hard work, not by bonding with the class clown.It’s obvious to Ryan that Nico’s lonely, gifted, and cracking under pressure. No amount of physical practice will fix his mental game. But convincing Nico to let Ryan help means getting closer than is wise for Ryan’s heart—especially once he unearths Nico’s sense of humor.Will Nico and Ryan risk making a pass, or will they keep missing 100 percent of the shots they don’t take?

You are cordially invited to my fake wedding.Marrying Beckett Coleman is the best idea I've had in years. I can grant my sick dad’s wish to walk one of his daughters down the aisle, and Beckett has my help solving a custody situation with his daughter. Our plan is to spend a year together, then part ways. Easy, especially since I'm not his type, and he's not mine either.He’s too quiet and too serious. And while he’s distractingly gorgeous, he’s also my brother’s teammate. Beckett is fake husband material, not the real deal. I just have to remember that.Until I move in with him. Get to know him. Share a bed with him. Turns out, the line between fake and real isn't just blurry, it's almost impossible to uphold when he looks at me the way he does.This marriage is a whole lot more complicated than we bargained for. We’re threatening to destroy everything we’ve built, something neither of us can risk.Marrying Beckett might’ve been the best idea in years. But falling in love with him would be the worst.