It's been twelve years since I've seen him, twelve years since he won our war of wits by outsmarting me with a tactic I didn't even know was allowed. But tonight...I'm going to resurrect the battle.
Ryan Henderson is back in town for our best friends' wedding, and I plan on showing him exactly how much I don't care about him-or the almost kiss he ruthlessly dangled over me after graduation.
But things have changed since then. I'm a successful bakery owner now, and I plan to rub every delicious detail of my life in his ugly face.
There's just one problem: his face is gorgeous.
He wasn't supposed to look like this or pursue me like a sexy guided missile. I have to stay strong until the wedding is over and Ryan scurries back into whatever alternate universe he escaped from. His interest in me is nothing but a continuation of the games we played in high school...right?
But the longer he stays, the more I wonder if I'm wrong and his tender smile and heated attentions are genuine. Maybe it's not a game.
Ha! Who am I kidding? This is Ryan we're talking about. Of course it's a game-a game called war-and this time I will win..
Hi, my name is Bree Camden, and I'm hopelessly in love with my best friend and star quarterback Nathan Donelson (so is half of America, judging by the tabloids and how much the guy dates). The first step is admitting it, right? Except, I can never admit it to him because he clearly doesn't see me that way, and the last thing I want is for things to get weird between us. Nothing but good old-fashioned no-touching-the-sexiest-man-alive platonic friendship for us! Everything is exactly how I like it! Yes. Good. (I'm not crying; I'm just peeling an onion.) Our friendship is going swimmingly until I accidentally spill my beans to a reporter over too much tequila, and now the world seems to think Nathan and I belong together. Oh, and did I mention we have to date publicly for three weeks until after the Super Bowl because we signed a contract with... oops, forgot I can't tell anyone about that! The bottom line is that my best friend is now smudging all the lines and acting very un-platonic, and I'm just trying to keep my body from bursting into flames every time he touches me. How am I going to make it through three weeks of fake dating Nathan without anything changing between us? Especially when it almost-sorta-kinda seems like he's fighting for a completely different outcome? Send help. XO Bree The Cheat Sheet is a closed-door sizzling-with-chemistry romantic comedy that will have you laughing and rooting for these lovable best friends from the very start!
Drew Marshall may have let me move into his spare bedroom while my house is being renovated, but don't think for one second his kindness comes without strings-big, ugly fake-relationship strings. That's okay, though, Dr. Andrew. I'll agree to your terms, move into your house, and act like your girlfriend when the big day comes, but I also plan to make your life miserable-make you pay for what you did to me. I may not be good at forgiving or forgetting, but I'm excellent at getting even. Get ready to laugh until you cry with this sizzling, hilarious, closed-door romantic comedy!
I have found rock bottom: moving in with my older brother because I'm too broke to afford to live on my own. It's okay though, because we've always been close and I think I'm going to have fun living with him again. That is, until I meet Cooper... Turns out, my brother has very strong opinions on the idea of me dating his best friend-he's dead set against it. According to him, Cooper is everything I should stay away from: flirtatious, adventurous, non-committal, and freaking hot. (I added that last part because I feel like you need the whole picture.) My brother is right-I should stay away from Cooper James and his pretty blue eyes. He's the opposite of what I need right now. Nah-who am I kidding? I'm going for it. The Off Limits Rule is a closed-door romance, perfect for anyone who loves lots of sizzle but no explicit content.
She needs to move on. He wants to let her go. Will they finally be able to go their separate ways even though their hearts seem to have other plans?
Elizabeth Ashburn is madly, deeply, irrefutably in love with her best friend. They know each other better than their own minds. There is only one problem: To him, she is Little Lizzie, and nothing she does seems to replace the idea in his mind. No matter. It is her first Season and she is determined to make a match with a gentleman-any gentleman-who will help her steal her heart back from Oliver Turner and his sea-blue eyes.
Oliver Turner can remember the exact day that Lizzie grew up. And now, he cannot see her as anything besides the beautiful woman stealing his breath-no matter how much he needs to. He won't marry her. He can't. He loves her too much for that. Now, he simply needs to help marry her off so that she will officially be out of his reach.
He was her target. She was his diversion. Falling in love was never something they wanted.
As a con woman who has spent her entire life fending for herself on the streets of London, Rose Wakefield knows how to scam a gentleman out of his money without ever getting caught. That's until she knocks on the wrong earl's door and is faced with Carver Ashburn Earl of Kensworth and not the notorious rake she thinks she is approaching.
Carver is a good man, but even a good man will not pass up an opportunity to escape his grief. What better way to avoid his feelings than to play into a con woman's ruse and offer to marry her?
Things only grow more complicated when Carver sweeps Rose off to his family estate and circumstances force them both into continuing the ruse. Carver needs to protect his family, and Rose needs to protect herself-and her heart.
With so much set against them, will Rose and Carver have a chance at love and freedom? Or is the possibility of more heartache not worth the risk?
