Best-Selling Series
Yes, Please
Please Series, book 1
The USA Today Bestselling Series!
Mr. Carlisle is looking for an admin. Apply within…
Nothing prepared me for the man in the suit…
Not two steps into the office and my panties burst into flame. The word “handsome” doesn’t do him justice. Lucifer would slap him a high-five.
Clearly there is a reason he’s the most eligible bachelor in town.
The problem is, there’s more to the job than just getting him coffee. Much more. Of the intimate variety.
Two rules: No kissing. No falling in love.
I can read right through those rules – He’s trying to push everyone away. He’s trying to protect himself.
I want to walk. To not care. But…something in me wonders what could’ve scarred him so badly that he needs to employ companionship.
I’ll either save him…or he’ll ruin me…
Hilarious Rom-Com!
Thunder
BD Series, book 1
A laugh-out-loud, sexy romantic comedy by USA Today Bestselling author Willow Summers!
“One of the most FUN books I’ve read. Sexy, sarcastic, exciting, smart.” ★★★★★
“These characters are hysterical!! I was giggling the entire time! They are so real and I was instantly sucked into their world!!” ★★★★★
CODE NAME: THUNDER
All the girls call me Thunder.
As in, they need to feel the Thunder between their thighs.
It was a silly nickname at the start of this crazy venture. Only a bunch of fools would create a male escort business.
My buddies and I are a bunch of fools.
And while the whole thing started as one big joke, the money rolling in was no laughing matter.
Except now I’m done. I have enough saved up to chase my real dream.
But as I break the news to the guys, a gig comes in that no one expects. She is unlike anyone that has ever contacted us, and the best thing is–she’s all about a hands-off situation.
Without meaning to, I take it. A quick job with no touching. No sweat. I can do that in my sleep. But after this, I’m out.
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CLIENT: MADISON
I cannot believe I am doing this. A male escort service? Really?
But what choice do I have? My rotten, no good ex-boyfriend of too many years just left me three weeks before the most important wedding of my life.
I wanted to make a statement at that wedding. I’ve changed. I’m no longer the loser who got dumped by the popular boy in high school. Now I’m a successful businesswoman with clear skin.
But how can I possibly make that sort of statement as a loner? I can’t, that’s how.
So when my friend suggests hiring a date from the Big D!ck Escort Service, my laughter melted away into desperation. And as the days ticked by, it was harder and harder to deny that I needed saving.
All I need is a guy on my arm so I don’t look like a spinster. That’s it. After this, I’m done with guys. They can all suck it.
