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Beachy Keen
He has it all, except the one thing money can't buy: her heart. When Cat Keene finds a medical bill with the horrendous words final notice stamped across the front, she learns two things: first, her uncle/the man who raised her is keeping things from her for the first time in her life. Second, they need money—and fast—or they’ll lose the only thing she has left of her parents: the bed & breakfast she runs with him. Noah Belacourt is a billionaire with a newly acquired anxiety diagnosis and a one-way ticket to Sunset Harbor for the summer, courtesy of his company's board of directors. Being on the island he grew up on for a forced sabbatical has a major perk when he runs into the girl he's harbored a crush on since they were teens. She's still the same old Cat, except now she's in some major financial trouble. Noah wants to help her, but Cat is stubborn. She holds onto past biases about his family and takes some convincing. When Cat agrees to work as Noah’s personal assistant for the summer, she doesn’t realize she’s signing up for a lot more than debt relief. Some of her preconceived notions about the Belacourt family begin to feel wrong. Noah proves that not all first impressions are reliable, forcing Cat to face the past—and to hope that things will end up just peachy keen after all. Because the alternative is losing everything that matters to her, and she is not about to let that happen. Beachy Keen is a sweet romantic comedy with a billionaire, a longtime secret crush, and boss & employee dynamic. It’s part of the Falling for Summer series, seven interconnected stand-alones by seven amazing authors: Summer Ever After by Kortney Keisel Beachy Keen by Kasey Stockton Plotting Summer by Jess Heileman Summer Tease by Martha Keyes Beauty and the Beach by Gracie Ruth Mitchell One Happy Summer by Becky Monson Rebel Summer by Cindy Steel Come visit Sunset Harbor Island today!
Don't Quit The Day Job
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 Haversham Lila, 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?
Grumpy Boss of the Year
Dear Mr. Gallagher, I do not need this job. In fact, I will remind you that I’m doing you a favor. I am working for you only because I don’t want you to inflict your grumpiness on my friends any longer. I am a strong, confident woman and know how to put men like you in their place. I won’t succumb to your flirtations or your attempts to try and shock me. I am not impressed by your six-pack or your six-figure bank account. I suggest you realize that I am out of your league in so many ways, it’s not even funny. Concentrate on your business endeavors, and I will concentrate on completing your projects on time. Your assistant for a short time, Elisabetta Franco Elisabetta, I can feel how much you're aching for me to take you on a date through this computer screen. In an attempt to be accurate: The six-pack is an eight-pack. The six-figure bank account is actually nine figures. Are you awarding me the Grumpy Boss of the Year award? Because, darling, trust me, there are other awards I’d much rather earn. Your boss, here for a good time, Liam Gallagher As I stare at Liam’s email, there is one thing I know to be true in my life. I never should have accepted a job working for this jerk of a man. I am very much a goldfish swimming in shark-infested waters.
I Won't Be In On Monday
Dear Remington Parker, You may think you’re the handsome prince of the law firm and I’m your dutiful wench, but I’m not here to be your plaything. Yes, you’re handsome-ish. Yes, you’re a partner at the firm. Yes, I’m your ugly duckling assistant. But no, I’m not desperate, and I don’t want you. I have no interest in being the nanny to your newly found kid when you want to go on dates. And I have even less interest in your offer to teach me the ways of the world. In fact, after my makeover, I’m pretty sure I’ll have plenty of men wanting to help me discover the joys of companionship. I do not need your crumbs. Yours Sincerely, Juniper Hardman I just never predicted how Remington Parker would react after he got my email and saw my makeover.
Just This Once
Everyone needs to be rescued sometimes.Everyone but Hannah Montgomery, that is. She just needs a vacation. Three weeks in New Zealand to sort out her life, figure out what she wants, seems just right. Oh, and to relax. She should definitely put that on the agenda. She certainly isn't looking for a fling with a professional rugby player, no matter how attractive he is. Hannah doesn't do casual. But maybe just this once. . .Drew Callahan is happy to help Hannah find all the fun she's been missing. But as much as he's shared with her, he's kept one very big secret. And learning the truth, now that she's back home again, has made Hannah more wary than ever. Drew knows that she's right for him. But how can he convince her to let down her guard enough to explore what they could have together?
Just This Once
Everyone needs to be rescued sometimes.Everyone but Hannah Montgomery, that is. She just needs a vacation. Three weeks in New Zealand to sort out her life, figure out what she wants, seems just right. Oh, and to relax. She should definitely put that on the agenda. She certainly isn't looking for a fling with a professional rugby player, no matter how attractive he is. Hannah doesn't do casual. But maybe just this once. . .Drew Callahan is happy to help Hannah find all the fun she's been missing. But as much as he's shared with her, he's kept one very big secret. And learning the truth, now that she's back home again, has made Hannah more wary than ever. Drew knows that she's right for him. But how can he convince her to let down her guard enough to explore what they could have together?
Not the Boss of the Year
Dear Sir/Madam, I would like to nominate my jerkface of a boss, Kingston Chase for the worst boss of the year award. I don’t know if that’s a category at your esteemed paper as yet, but if not, it should be. Yours Sincerely, Skye Redding Skye, You do realize you sent this to me, your boss, right? Not Amused, Kingston Chase Kingston, Maybe if you cracked a smile some days, you wouldn’t be the monster that you are. Skye P.S. And of course I realized. I was just giving you a heads up before I actually submit something. Skye, Just so you know, you never have to let me know before you want to give me head...a heads up. Kingston This was the email exchange after one week at my new job. Not even I could have predicted where this was going. I had no idea just how much Kingston Chase would change my life.
Star People
A novel of love, fame and murder: VALLEY OF THE DOLLS meets L.A. CONFIDENTIAL, for a generation hooked on HEAT magazine. Sex, drugs, diva tantrums: if you're on the A list, you can get away with murder . . . but there's still one taboo left in Hollywood. If you're an all-action movie star hero, and you're gay, then your home is in the closet. End of discussion. Matt Walsh is at the very top of the Hollywood ladder. He easily commands $20 million per film, and every one is a box office smash. But Walsh has a secret: his lover Billy West, a rent-boy with the fragility of Monroe and the body of Brad Pitt. When British hack Simon Fowler is sent out to write a grovelling vanity piece on Walsh, he unearths the star's secret life, and a story that could destroy him. Walsh has a long way to fall, and he could take a lot of people with him. STAR PEOPLE hops over the velvet rope and points its telephoto lens at a cast of stars, hookers, paparazzi and scarier-than-hell PR bitches. The result is a smart, fast-paced and wildly entertaining novel about love, fame, jealousy . . . and murder.