Max Monroe

Paperback (1 to 2 lbs)

Florida

My name is Oliver Arsen, but my mates call me Ollie. I live hard and love harder, and it's love that usually gets me in the most trouble. According to the greater population, I'm the ultimate jerk. My affection tends to be short-lived-a quality I've been assured multiple times by the fairer sex isn't becoming-and the leaving part of loving and leaving has always come natural. At least, it used to. Until her. Luciana Wright. She's an American bombshell and my sister's best friend-a woman so wrong for me, it's written in the waves. And she's the reason we're all here. The reason I have to go back to explain how it all went wrong. To the day the jerk started falling.

The Day the Jerk Started Falling

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A secret duo of romance authors team up under the pseudonym Max Monroe to bring you a sexy, laugh-out-loud new series. Are you ready to meet the Billionaire Bad Boys? Blind dates? Online dating profiles? Been there, done that. Georgia Cummings has zero luck with dating, and the era of the internet is not her friend. No matter how fast she runs, how many corners she turns, she can't find her way out of this weird, alternate universe where men think dick pics are a replacement for small talk and getting to know a girl. One more crotch selfie and she might write men off for good... But why can't she stop fantasizing about him? Kline Brooks is the quintessential billionaire bad boy-dark, styled, short hair, muscles for days, and a panty-dropping smile. Except-he isn't. As his employee, he won't touch her with a ten foot pole. But she won't touch him either. Too bad their hormones missed the memo. Disclaimer: If you're the type of woman who prefers crotch selfies to small talk, this book isn't for you. If you enjoy random men you've never met filling up your inbox with dirty words and porn-for reasons focused more towards diddling your donut than laughing at the absurdity-this book isn't for you. If you HATE laughing, this book isn't for you. If you want your male leads to grunt, thrust like jack rabbits, and have one-track minds that prefer a nice pair of tits to brains every hour of every day for the rest of forever, well, then, this book still isn't for you. But. If you enjoy a good swoon, a hearty laugh, witty banter, and some hot as f*@% f*@%ing, then consider Georgia Cummings your Girl Friday and Kline Brooks your next irresistible book boyfriend.

Tapping the Billionaire (signed by the author)

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Claire Contreras

Virginia

Love isn't always about timing. Sometimes you have to throw caution to the wind and roll with it. I admit I wasn't ready. I know you don't want to look at me, let alone talk to me, but please, let me explain. Let me tell you all the ways my heart broke when you walked away. Let me show you what our years apart have done to me. Give me a chance to find my way back to you . . .

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