Billionaire's Club Series by Elise Faber

The man had seemed so innocent in the bar—okay, not innocent, per say. He’d been hot, hard, and possessed a butt that I wanted to bite like the last chocolate chip cookie in my stash. He’d also skipped out of town faster than a villain in a B movie, leaving me woefully unsatisfied. I’d chalked the whole incident up to a bad night stand and moved on with my life. That was before the news of a failed IUD. Before the plus sign... moreThe man had seemed so innocent in the bar—okay, not innocent, per say. He’d been hot, hard, and possessed a butt that I wanted to bite like the last chocolate chip cookie in my stash. He’d also skipped out of town faster than a villain in a B movie, leaving me woefully unsatisfied. I’d chalked the whole incident up to a bad night stand and moved on with my life. That was before the news of a failed IUD. Before the plus sign. Before Jordan showed back up determined to make that night up to me. I didn’t want a baby or a payday or a sexy, stubborn man in my life. I wanted to go back in time and pretend none of it had happened. Unfortunately, my life had become all about that plus sign . . . and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. less

The first sign of trouble was the rough, masculine voice. The second was the Scottish accent. God, Cecelia loved Scottish accents. The last was the scent—his scent—familiar and uniquely Colin. Cecelia had been through bad breakups before but none had compared to the two, yes two, that had come at Colin’s hands, because she was apparently glutton for punishment and didn’t know better and was young and stupid and in love. Had been in love. Twice. And she’d had her heart broken... moreThe first sign of trouble was the rough, masculine voice. The second was the Scottish accent. God, Cecelia loved Scottish accents. The last was the scent—his scent—familiar and uniquely Colin. Cecelia had been through bad breakups before but none had compared to the two, yes two, that had come at Colin’s hands, because she was apparently glutton for punishment and didn’t know better and was young and stupid and in love. Had been in love. Twice. And she’d had her heart broken. Twice. Well, the third time wasn’t the charm and CeCe wasn’t going to be stupid about Colin. Not again, not now that she knew better. Nope. There would be no brooding, gorgeously sexy, Scottish hero in her future. But had anyone informed Colin of that fact? less

Heather O’Keith is the biggest, baddest female CEO around. She’s known for being tough as nails, fair to a fault, and a shark when it comes to securing contracts for her business, RoboTech. She’s also lonely. Not that she would tell anyone else that . . . least of all one Clay Steele—sexy, smart, cold, and a man with a business acumen that both matches and sometimes surpasses her own... moreHeather O’Keith is the biggest, baddest female CEO around. She’s known for being tough as nails, fair to a fault, and a shark when it comes to securing contracts for her business, RoboTech. She’s also lonely. Not that she would tell anyone else that . . . least of all one Clay Steele—sexy, smart, cold, and a man with a business acumen that both matches and sometimes surpasses her own. But then fate catches them both at a weak moment and Heather realizes that she may not be the only lonely one. The big lug who seems to enjoy tormenting her in the business world also has a soft side. And when that part of him is wholly directed at her, she gets stupid. Stupid finds her waking up hungover and naked in Clay’s bed. With a giant diamond ring. On her left hand. And a wedding license with their names on it. Oh lord, what has she done? less

Hookups weren’t for her. Rachel knew that. She was a good girl—sigh—she’d always been a good girl. Except when it came to him. She’d met the him in question in a bar of all places and his lean strength, gorgeous face, and way-too-charming personality had combined to shatter her defenses. All of a sudden she’d been doing all of those “dangerous, bad girl” things her grandmother had once warned her of. And just like her grandma had predicted, he’d vanished come morning. No note... moreHookups weren’t for her. Rachel knew that. She was a good girl—sigh—she’d always been a good girl. Except when it came to him. She’d met the him in question in a bar of all places and his lean strength, gorgeous face, and way-too-charming personality had combined to shatter her defenses. All of a sudden she’d been doing all of those “dangerous, bad girl” things her grandmother had once warned her of. And just like her grandma had predicted, he’d vanished come morning. No note. No exchanged numbers. She hadn’t even known his name. Fine. Whatever. Rachel had chalked it up to a horrible—albeit, wholly pleasurable—mistake and moved on. She was the assistant to Heather O’Keith, a kick ass, take-no-prisoners CEO of a billion dollar corporation, she didn’t have time to sit around and worry over a man. But then Heather had gotten her happily ever after by marrying equally successful business entrepreneur, Clay Steele, and Rachel discovered that she had to work in close, day-to-day contact with him. Sebastian Henley. The man from the bar. The sexy, gorgeous, irresistible disappearing man from the bar. And he still made her want to do bad, bad things. less

Bec Darden was a high-powered attorney who had spent her entire adult life building a fearsome reputation both in the courtroom and the boardroom. But once upon a time, she was also a naïve and romantic—aka idiotic—soul who’d married her high school sweetheart on a whim after graduating. He’d been weeks away from deployment and she’d been heading off to college in the fall. No surprise, her marriage had been short-lived. Explosive. Miserable. And incredibly, incredibly short-lived... moreBec Darden was a high-powered attorney who had spent her entire adult life building a fearsome reputation both in the courtroom and the boardroom. But once upon a time, she was also a naïve and romantic—aka idiotic—soul who’d married her high school sweetheart on a whim after graduating. He’d been weeks away from deployment and she’d been heading off to college in the fall. No surprise, her marriage had been short-lived. Explosive. Miserable. And incredibly, incredibly short-lived. But now Luke Pearson was back in her life and with the worst possible news. Her marriage, the one she’d almost immediately regretted, and the subsequent divorce she’d paid through the teeth for in college by waiting tables, picking up extra shifts, and basically not sleeping hadn’t happened. As in she was still freaking married. Luke had been sexy in high school, but he was even hotter as a grown man and his reappearance in her life hadn’t done anything to dampen the attraction she felt for him. But Bec had already learned that sex wasn’t everything. One broken heart was enough, and she wasn’t in the market to give Luke another chance at shattering her all over again. He needed to sign the divorce papers she’d drafted and leave her to her life. Except . . . what did they say about best laid plans? Because Luke wouldn’t sign. less

Sera used to believe in happily ever afters. Well, she still believed in them. Just not for her. For Seraphina Delgado, finding a man who loved her for who she was inside, rather than simply appreciating her outward appearance, had proved to be impossible. She wasn’t trying to be cocky—cock, ha¬—but she was beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that she’d spent her childhood and tween years modeling and shooting commercials and . . moreSera used to believe in happily ever afters. Well, she still believed in them. Just not for her. For Seraphina Delgado, finding a man who loved her for who she was inside, rather than simply appreciating her outward appearance, had proved to be impossible. She wasn’t trying to be cocky—cock, ha¬—but she was beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that she’d spent her childhood and tween years modeling and shooting commercials and . . . well, only being appreciated for the way she looked. And that was more curse than advantage because looks faded. People aged, wrinkles formed, boobs sagged . . . Anyway, none of that mattered because no man ever saw who she truly was on the inside. Until Tate. He was more interested in software than her cup size and had hired her to help him find a house. He didn’t care about her looks or her boobs, only her abilities as a real estate agent. But then he showed up in her office with a crazy proposition. One so crazy, it almost made sense. He wanted them to get married. And Sera thought she just might agree. less

Kelsey Scott has never wanted anything more serious than a hookup. Work triumphs all, men are simply trainable orgasm machines, and her friends and family are everything. But with her brother's wedding rapidly approaching and matchmaking rapidly ensuing from all angles, she decides she needs a buffer from all the “perfect Mr. Rights,” the white tulle and frumpy bridesmaid dresses, and—ick—the heart-warming vows. What she doesn't need is Tanner. Her ex... moreKelsey Scott has never wanted anything more serious than a hookup. Work triumphs all, men are simply trainable orgasm machines, and her friends and family are everything. But with her brother's wedding rapidly approaching and matchmaking rapidly ensuing from all angles, she decides she needs a buffer from all the “perfect Mr. Rights,” the white tulle and frumpy bridesmaid dresses, and—ick—the heart-warming vows. What she doesn't need is Tanner. Her ex. The only man who ever managed to weasel his way into her heart. And by typical male progression, the only man to break it. She’s done with the gorgeous, chocolate-eyed man who chased her down, got her to open up, and then promptly tossed her aside. She’s done with letting anyone past the barbed wire protecting her heart. Because if Kelsey has learned anything, it’s that she loves fiercely . . . and stupidly. So no. No men, no matter how gorgeous. Definitely no emotional connections with those of the XY variety. And certainly no boyfriends. Not now. Not again. Not ever. But when she and Tanner get paired up as a bridesmaid and groomsman at her brother's wedding, Kelsey finds it hard to remember all her steadfast rules. Especially when it turns out that Tanner wants to get past all her defenses all over again. less

Trixie Donovan had been born stupid. Okay, not so much intellectually inept as born with a stupid name. Named after her flighty mother’s favorite pooch, Trixie had spent most of her life fending off comments of her canine similarities from her siblings. They thought they were hilarious, and she thought . . . Well, there was a reason she’d moved to the opposite side of the globe and it wasn’t because she was close with her family... moreTrixie Donovan had been born stupid. Okay, not so much intellectually inept as born with a stupid name. Named after her flighty mother’s favorite pooch, Trixie had spent most of her life fending off comments of her canine similarities from her siblings. They thought they were hilarious, and she thought . . . Well, there was a reason she’d moved to the opposite side of the globe and it wasn’t because she was close with her family. She’d left California for bigger and better things then had kept on moving, putting her nursing skills to use to help people all over the world. But living without reliable electricity or clean water or hell, the internet had grown old. Now she was back. She’d finally figured out what Netflix was, though she was still iffy on Tinder, and she’d become her half-sister Heather’s new pet project. Isn’t that what happily married people did? Tried to marry off everyone around them because they were so sickeningly content that they couldn’t stand the thought of someone they knew not being in the same position. So anyway, Heather pestered and Trix gave in, agreeing to a single blind date. But then that blind date turned out to be Jet. Jet, the doctor she’d worked with halfway around the world. The man she’d slept with and then had fallen desperately in love with. The one who, in cliché naïve female fashion, had decimated her heart. And the one who transformed an unwanted, but tolerable night out into the blind date from hell. Because apparently Jet had decided his biggest regret was letting her go. less

The white dress.The diamond ring.The full church.The . . . missing groom.Molly Miller had become a cliché when Jackson Davis left her at the altar, but she’d crawled back from the heartbreak and embarrassment and was living her dream of running a successful eatery in San Francisco.Well, good riddance. She didn’t need Jackson, or any other man in her life. She had Molly’s, her restaurant, she had her customers, and she finally had found some happy... moreThe white dress.The diamond ring.The full church.The . . . missing groom.Molly Miller had become a cliché when Jackson Davis left her at the altar, but she’d crawled back from the heartbreak and embarrassment and was living her dream of running a successful eatery in San Francisco.Well, good riddance. She didn’t need Jackson, or any other man in her life. She had Molly’s, her restaurant, she had her customers, and she finally had found some happy.Who cared that she had unanswered questions as to why Jackson had left? It didn’t matter. He’d gone and that was that. Moving on, grinding out one day in front of another, baking her way through her emotions and generally moving on with her life.Until . . . one early morning Jackson walked through the front door of her restaurant.And her whole world imploded. less

Kate McLeod was desperate.Her younger sister was having her first baby, her younger brother was recently married, and . . . Christmas was coming.And in the McLeod household, Christmas was everything. Every year her parents’ house looked like an assembly of angels had puked everywhere. She was talking lights and glitter, garland and plaid. EVERYWHERE. All of that Christmas spirit was topped off with the annual McLeod Holiday Party, complete with mistletoe and happy couples and . . moreKate McLeod was desperate.Her younger sister was having her first baby, her younger brother was recently married, and . . . Christmas was coming.And in the McLeod household, Christmas was everything. Every year her parents’ house looked like an assembly of angels had puked everywhere. She was talking lights and glitter, garland and plaid. EVERYWHERE. All of that Christmas spirit was topped off with the annual McLeod Holiday Party, complete with mistletoe and happy couples and . . . her lonesome single ass. Kate, the one everyone tried to set up with their friend or cousin or coworker. Kate, the oldest and pathetically unmarried sister. Kate, the sad, single San Franciscan.Well, this year she had a plan.She was going to get herself engaged.A diamond ring on her finger was the perfect way to get her family to back off.And she had just the perfect guy in mind. less

It began with a cock.Of the rooster variety.It ended with a groomsman toppling into the wedding cake.Heidi hadn’t meant to be a bad bridesmaid. She loved her best friend and the man Kate was marrying.Who she didn’t love?The groom’s brother.The cocky—no pun intended—jerk had made Heidi aware of exactly what he thought of her. That being, she wasn’t worth anything more than a quick romp and a disappearing act before the sun rose.Fine. Whatever... moreIt began with a cock.Of the rooster variety.It ended with a groomsman toppling into the wedding cake.Heidi hadn’t meant to be a bad bridesmaid. She loved her best friend and the man Kate was marrying.Who she didn’t love?The groom’s brother.The cocky—no pun intended—jerk had made Heidi aware of exactly what he thought of her. That being, she wasn’t worth anything more than a quick romp and a disappearing act before the sun rose.Fine. Whatever. She’d done her own version of the Disappearing Act on more than one occasion. It didn’t matter that she had thought they had shared something . . . well, something more.Clearly, she’d been wrong, and now he was dead to her.Of course, that was before she had to walk down the aisle with him.Because that’s when all hell broke loose. less

Stef blamed the dating app.She saw his picture—his smile, the rugged line of his jaw, the way the man could fill out a suit, and like an idiot, she fell a bit in love with him.Idiot because no one ever really looked like their profile pic. Idiot also because if the man did look like his profile pic then he certainly wasn’t going to be into a science geek who binged old Sci-Fi shows on the regular, and whose longest relationship was with her golden retriever named Fred... moreStef blamed the dating app.She saw his picture—his smile, the rugged line of his jaw, the way the man could fill out a suit, and like an idiot, she fell a bit in love with him.Idiot because no one ever really looked like their profile pic. Idiot also because if the man did look like his profile pic then he certainly wasn’t going to be into a science geek who binged old Sci-Fi shows on the regular, and whose longest relationship was with her golden retriever named Fred.But in a night of drunken insanity, she swiped right on the picture she’d been drooling over for months.Then in a morning of hangover unpleasantness, she saw that he’d swiped right, too.And suddenly, she found herself on a date with the man of her dreams.The only question was whether or not he lived up to them. less

What made a good girlfriend?Someone who was understanding. Kind. Someone who listened and baked cute, little cupcakes and remembered things like anniversaries and their boyfriends’ favorite meals.In a word, someone who wasn’t Tammy.She wasn’t good with mush, couldn’t stand watching a romantic movie without wanting to hurl. She didn’t have songs with her significant others. Hell, she didn’t have significant others.Then . . . Fletcher... moreWhat made a good girlfriend?Someone who was understanding. Kind. Someone who listened and baked cute, little cupcakes and remembered things like anniversaries and their boyfriends’ favorite meals.In a word, someone who wasn’t Tammy.She wasn’t good with mush, couldn’t stand watching a romantic movie without wanting to hurl. She didn’t have songs with her significant others. Hell, she didn’t have significant others.Then . . . Fletcher.He was just a co-worker who needed a fake girlfriend to take to a wedding, one who wouldn’t get attached like all the other women who fell in love with him at the drop of a hat and then required him to do outlandish things like solicit fake girlfriends.In another word, he needed Tammy and her cold, dead heart.So she did him a solid, went to the wedding, and charmed everyone while staying blissfully unattached.But then Fletcher fell for her. less

Six overprotective older brothers.One hopelessly single younger sister.Her.She was talking about herself.Cora was the hopelessly single younger sister.Because, God, she loved her brothers. But, hell, they were ANNOYING. And good at scaring off every single man she’d ever dated.Sigh.She just…wanted the happy ending, the man who’d love her and her flaws. The one who wouldn’t be scared off by her six scary—even to her, as much as she hated to admit that particular truth—older brothers... moreSix overprotective older brothers.One hopelessly single younger sister.Her.She was talking about herself.Cora was the hopelessly single younger sister.Because, God, she loved her brothers. But, hell, they were ANNOYING. And good at scaring off every single man she’d ever dated.Sigh.She just…wanted the happy ending, the man who’d love her and her flaws. The one who wouldn’t be scared off by her six scary—even to her, as much as she hated to admit that particular truth—older brothers.But—another sigh—there didn’t actually appear to be a man on the planet who met those criteria.So…circling back to the fact that she was hopelessly single and destined to remain that way.Until one day there was a knock at the door.And Rafe showed up, moved in, and—Proved that her brothers’ best friend was the one man on the planet who wasn’t scared. less

She’d been broken.He was determined to help her put the pieces back together.Looking after the woman he’d claimed as his was in Asher’s blood.It was what a Hutchins man did.Except…he hadn’t.He hadn’t been there for Melody when she had needed him the most.And now she was…Broken.But he couldn’t go back, couldn’t change the past.So, he was going to do the only thing he could.He was going to gather up every single piece of her.And he was going to make her whole.