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Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Book Blitz - Billionaires on the Beach Boxset + Giveaway!


Title: Billionaires on the Beach 
Series: The Anderson Brothers 
Author: Various   
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 27, 2017


About Book

Fake relationships, secret heirs, friends with benefits, hot nannies, and irresistible rivals… falling in love isn’t easy for five sexy, billionaire brothers.

Enjoy hot days and hotter nights on Wrightsville Beach, North Carolina with the billionaire Anderson brothers in this series of five steamy, original novellas from USA Today bestselling authors.


All profits from Billionaires on the Beach will be donated to the Breast Cancer Research Foundation.


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The Billionaire’s Mistake by Elizabeth Lennox 

Marie didn’t have time for a romance, but when Sloan Anderson walked into her coffee shop, all of her friends decided that it was time for her to fall in love. Even her dog was in on the matchmaking! 

Unfortunately, no one bothered to tell her heart that Sloan Anderson was a lying, horrible, son of a…No way was she going to fall for a man who was going to foreclose on her store! 

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Her Reluctant Billionaire by Noelle Adams  

Katie has been friends with Logan Anderson for four years. He might be a smart, funny, adorable billionaire, but after her work as a divorce attorney, she’s just not interested in romance. 

But when she pretends to be his girlfriend for one weekend at the beach, she starts to see him as far more than a friend.

★★★

The Billionaire’s Babysitter by Leslie North  

After BASE jumping from a NYC skyscraper, billionaire Wyatt Anderson has been sentenced to four weeks’ house arrest in his family’s beach house, but he won’t be there alone.... 

To get her dream job as a nanny for the wealthy, Laine Maguire will have to complete one last role: babysit a billionaire for a month. Shouldn’t be too hard, right?

★★★

Chased by the Billionaire by Lizabeth Scott  

Grey couldn’t believe that the gorgeous woman with the adorable…ponytail, was none other than the girl from high school – the one none of the guys noticed because she was too timid. 

No longer! Gemma was smokin’ hot, owned a gym and…was one of the toughest women he’d ever charmed. But this time, there was more. Maybe too much more? Gemma intrigued him in ways that he wasn’t sure he wanted to be intrigued.

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From Geek to Greek Billionaire by Gloria Silk  

Olivia Moore has landed her dream job—to renovate a very special beach house. The last thing she needs is to bump into her teen crush, the geeky yet sexy Alexander Anderson. 

He needs her to help him with a makeover and an infusion of confidence with women, but getting closer to him means risking he finds out her secret past, which might tear them apart once again.



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Excerpts from Billionaires on the Beach...


From The Billionaire’s Mistake by Elizabeth Lennox: 

 “You!” Maria gasped, skidding to a halt on the sand. “What are you doing here?”  

She must have realized how odd the question sounded and shook her head, briefly closing her eyes as if she needed a moment to re-gather herself. She lifted her hands in apology as she stared up at him. “I’m sorry,” she gasped. “That was rude of me. I’m just surprised to find you here.” 

Sloan watched the woman, more intrigued than ever. Last night, she’d been in jeans and an apron. But today, she was wearing leggings and a jacket, unzipped as the morning started to warm up. 

There was a captivating shadow in the deep V of her tee-shirt and it took all of Sloan’s normally-considerable willpower to pull his eyes away from that shadow and maintain eye contact. 

Once again, he was stunned by the simplistic beauty of her features. Her skin was lovely and those eyes… The long lashes couldn’t be real, he thought, but there was no other makeup on her face. 

Moving closer, he handed her the ball. “I assume this is your dog?”  

Those amazing eyes glanced down and Sloan knew that the dog was looking at both of them. She laughed and the sound made his gut tighten. Damn, he wanted to hear that sound when she was in his bed.  

Too bad that would be impossible. He was the enemy and, in a few weeks, maybe even less time, this gorgeous woman would hate him. 

“Yeah, this is Ollie. Oliver. He’s just a mutt, but…” The big guy heard his name and stood up, wagging his tail once again. The tail wagging was so enthusiastic that it wagged his entire body this time, that pink tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as if it never disappeared. 

“He’s…” Sloan started to say something, but the horrified gasp coming from her pretty lips stopped him. Maria was already shaking her head as she returned her attention to him, but her lips were curled up with amusement. “Don’t say it,” she whispered, carefully covering up the dog’s ragged ears.  

He stopped and looked down at her, fighting back his own smile. He never smiled. His brothers teased him because he was “too intensely serious”, according to their annoying gibes, so why was he fighting amusement about something as ridiculous as a dog? - “Don’t say what?” 

She shook her head in mock seriousness. “He’s named after one of my college friends, Olivia, who is lovely and wonderful. I’ve finally convinced him that he’s the loveliest dog around. He’s a prince among hounds. 

He’s more gorgeous than a golden retriever. Ollie has at long last accepted his place in the dog world, and I don’t want him to have low self-esteem!”  

Sloan looked at her, then down at the dog, who really was ridiculously ugly, and threw back his head laughing. 

The idea that this mutt with his ragged ears and crazy, disorganized fur that couldn’t decide which way to go, could be compared to the pretty boys of the canine world was so outrageous, he couldn’t help his laughter.  

When he got his amusement back under control, he looked down at her, shaking his head. “He’s going to realize the problem sooner or later, you know. When the ladies scorn him, he’s going to come back to you and demand an answer.” 

 Maria shook her head. “No. Ollie is a good boy. He doesn’t chase the ladies.” She leaned in closer and, in a stage whisper said, “He couldn’t do anything about it, even if he wanted to!”





From Her Reluctant Billionaire by Noelle Adams 

 What’s the matter? Nothing. It’s really nothing. Everything went well, and I greatly appreciate your help. I just wish… He trailed off. You wish what? 

I don’t know. I guess I just feel kind of stupid about the whole thing. I’m not sure what I was even thinking in asking you to do this for me.  

Her questioning expression softened into something soft, tender, heart-stopping. You were thinking that you’re still second best somehow, that you still can’t measure up.   

He started to give an immediate denial, but the words never came out. She was right. Of course she was right. He’d always compared himself to other guys—his brothers, his friends at school—and he’d never felt like he could compare.  

No matter how successful he’d become since high school, those feelings never really went away. 

You’re not second best, Logan, Katie said, reaching out to touch his cheek very gently. You’re the most amazing man I’ve ever met, and that’s never going to change. And I’m not the only one to see that.  

He couldn’t look away from the fond sincerity in her eyes. He couldn’t pull his face away from her hand, even though he knew he should. 

His blood was pounding deliciously in his veins, all through his body. And he couldn’t possibly resist the need to touch her, claim her, sink into her.  

He reached out and pulled her face toward him, claiming her lips with his. She sucked in a breath of surprise, but she didn’t pull away. Her hand moved to the back of his neck, and she softened against him.  

His mind roared with pleasure at her eager response, and his tongue slid into her mouth, tangling with her tongue, tasting her exactly the way he wanted.  

 She’d adjusted in her seat, and now she was wrapping both arms around him. She wanted to kiss him. Wanted to. He could feel it so clearly, and it released the coiled desire he’d been reining in for her for so long.  

 She was his. 

She was his

 And he wanted to make her his all the way.





From The Billionaire’s Babysitter by Leslie North

 Hey, she said, but he didn’t turn around, I’m sorry if I upset you, prying. It’s none of my business. I apologize. I’m not nine, Laine, he said. “So don’t try to be my understanding babysitter.  

I know you’re not a kid, she said softly, I was having a nice time and I feel like I ruined it. Wyatt raked a hand through his hair and crossed his arms, closed off to her again. I’d like to know you better, she said, and laid her cheek on his back just for a second.   

Laine wasn’t one to rub up against men, but the expanse of his strong back, and the closeness they’d shared moments ago over the basil overwhelmed her. She wanted to reach out to him.  

She wanted him to reach for her, to find comfort in her body and she longed to wrap her arms around him and open her lips for him.  

She was breathless, almost humid with the vividness of that desire, so when he turned and swept her around, his arm hooking her waist and hauling her up against him, she gasped. 

How much better would you like to know me? he said, his voice low and rasping. Her fingers curled into his shirt front.  

Laine felt lost in his intense hot blue gaze. He touched her cheek and she nestled into his palm. She felt as if every nerve ending was alight with the sizzle of his touch. She tried to answer him, knew somehow in the blur of desire that he had asked her a question and she ought to say something, but she couldn’t look away.  

She could feel the heat of his breath on her lips, his arms holding her against his hard chest. He tipped her chin up and she parted her lips, ready for him, dying for him to kiss her. She blinked, squinting as the sun came out from behind a cloud and shone right in her eyes so she had to look away from him.  

He gave that wicked half grin that made her want to drop her panties. Wyatt turned her so the sun wouldn’t be in her eyes, I’d rather you be blinded by my charm than the sun, come over here, he pulled her toward the shadow of the fence and she wrapped both arms around his neck, a smile curving her lips as she reached up for him and his mouth brushed hers.  

 The loudest screeching sound she’d ever heard shrieked from the spot where they were standing. They broke apart and he swore. Fucking house arrest. He muttered, taking a step back into the boundaries of the property, Might as well put a goddamn shock collar on me like a dog. Wyatt— she called after him but he was on his way back inside.




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Although she wanted to be a romance novelist since the eighth grade, that dream only became a paid reality for her in 2009 and a full time job in 2012. Along the way, she received a BS in History and held different jobs in the real estate, government consulting, and financial industries. 

All during that time, though, she was always writing, using her personal experiences, dreams, and travels throughout the United States, Europe and the Caribbean as backdrops for her stories. Elizabeth lives in Virginia with her husband and two children. Find her at http://elizabethlennox.com.

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Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. 

She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she reads any book she can get her hands on and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.  

She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances. Find her at http://noelle-adams.com.

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Leslie North is the pen name for a critically-acclaimed author of women’s contemporary romance and fiction. The anonymity gives her the perfect opportunity to paint with her full artistic palette, especially in the romance and erotic fantasy genres. 

Leslie fell in love with romance when she first picked up a scrappy, dog-eared romance book from her local library. She began writing soon after and the rest, as they say, was history. 

She now lives in a cozy cottage on the British coast and enjoys taking long walks with her two Dalmatians, George and Fergie. Find her at http://leslienorthbooks.com.

★★★


Who is Lizabeth Scott? A voracious reader and a full-time writer for about 4 months! Liz is a wife and mother of two grown children and the proud grandma of the sweetest little baby ever. 

She is the personal assistant to a terrier terror named Moxie who she occasionally takes to the drive-through for a burger. 

Liz is a Carolina girl who loves sand between her toes as frequently as possible. At the prompting of a friend, Liz began living her dream of writing in 2013 and is now the author of several series. Find her at http://lizscottbooks.com.

★★★


Gloria Silk writes novels of powerful passion without cultural borders. Born in Russia, Gloria Silk has lived in various parts of Europe and the Mediterranean. 

She loves to travel. Her background in English literature, writing and psychology help her create well-rounded, unique characters for her stories. 

She's also an artist (using watercolors and acrylics) and a designer, and is published in non-fiction under Tanya Freedman. Find her at http://gloriasilk.com.


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Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Promo Tour:The Billionaire's Courageous Lover is LIVE!




Title: The Billionaire's Courageous Lover
Series: Bold Alaskan Men #3
Author: Elizabeth Lennox
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 16, 2016


The adorable, sexy teacher came into town…and blew Knox away! She was so completely wrong for him but…he couldn’t stay away. Knox knew she was good for the town, great for the kids she taught. And he more than happy to guide her on how to live in Alaska with the snow, the lack of daylight, all the animals and… 

Who was he kidding? Andie was perfect. Just not for him. 

Andie had fallen hard for the rough looking lumberjack/bartender. He was kind and generous, protective and…so hot he made her knees wobble just looking at him. 

But he didn’t trust her. He’d been hurt in the past and was sure that she would get tired of life in the harsh Alaskan town. 

Fortunately, Andie was made of sterner stuff. She’d grown up in Boston. Therefore, nothing could terrify her! She was here to stay. 

She just needed to convince Knox of that fact.



   
   






Knox had to blink when the woman walked through the doors. First of all, she was possibly the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in his life…and he’d seen a lot of women! And secondly, she was dripping wet!

From her long, brown hair and her previously pristine suit, all the way down to her Prada heels, she was wet.  And visibly shivering!

A beautiful drowned rat with silver eyes that looked like she wasn’t sure if she should laugh, cry or…something else.  It was the something else that worried him.

With a muttered curse, Knox practically stomped out from behind the bar of The Rotten Apple and grabbed a wool blanket from the storage closet.  When he was standing in front of her, he wrapped the blanket around her, rubbing her arms and legs, peeling her cold, wet hair away from her pale skin. Sarah! Get me something warm!

The thought quickly flashed through his mind that this woman was dangerous. Two of his friends had been tending bar here at The Rotten Apple when beautiful women had walked in. Both of them were now married. Was tending bar dangerous to a man’s single status?

At the same moment, Knox felt a shiver run through her slender figure and he banished that thought, knowing that he had to work quickly to help this woman. Marital status aside, hypothermia was a very real danger here in Alaska. The temperatures didn’t have to be below freezing for the cold to impact a body.

Ignoring her slight protests, Knox lifted her into his arms and carefully carried her over to one of the bar stools then knelt down so that he could slip her shoes off her feet. His fingers gently rubbed them and muttered another curse when he realized how cold her feet really were. 

Honey, can you hear me? He asked, even as he whipped his flannel shirt and Henley up, pressing her feet against his stomach to try and warm them.

Andie’s mouth had fallen open the moment she’d walked into the warmth of the bar. Everything about this day had gone wrong.  She’d been traveling across country for the past three weeks, driving six to eight hours every day, enjoying the scenery and stopping when she wanted to take a break. 

But today had been the last leg of her journey and she’d wanted to look nice, arriving in her new hometown refreshed. Didn’t happen! 

She’d torn her stockings and…who knew that it would be hard to find stockings in Alaska? Okay, so she should have known that not many people needed stockings way out here in rural Alaska but… none at all?

And then the rain had started. Not a problem. At first! But rain in Boston was one thing. Rain in Alaska? Do the people here have gills? This wasn’t rain! This was a flood!

Then her car had gotten a flat tire about two miles down the road and she’d had to walk into town. The rain had been miserable and she was dressed completely wrong for the weather but she’d been determined to arrive on time and looking professional, not wanting the residents of Winthrop, Alaska to see her looking as rough as she’d been dressing over the past several weeks.  

Leggings and sweatshirts had been de rigueur as she’d driven across the Unites States and Canada to arrive here for her new job.

So yes, she was a bit flustered. And yes, she’d admit that she looked….horrible! But…could she please catch a break? After all her time spent wearing sweatshirts and no makeup, she’d tried!

She’d put a lot of extra effort to look nice this morning! There had been days when the only person she’d run into had been the gas station attendant or the grocery store cashier. And in one town, there was a cat that had been elected as mayor! Seriously!  A cat!

So why, after finally pulling herself together, did she have to get rained on and walk into a bar where the most handsome man she’d ever seen was looking at her like she’d just lost her mind? 

Secondly, this building was brighter, warmer, and much cleaner than she would have thought possible.  

She’d heard that Winthrop, Alaska was a small town without a thriving tourist industry. So how could a bar like this exist? How did it gain enough customers?

And why, why, why did this gorgeous man with the broadest, most delicious shoulders and yummy muscles have to be the first person to see her when she’d walked in?

This man who was trying to warm her up was rugged in ways that she hadn’t thought possible! 

The guy on the paper towels had nothing on this guy! 

The man wrapping her up in a scratchy wool blanket looked like he should be a movie actor, but one that only played bad guys that were really good guys but looked like bad guys when one first saw them.

Oh my!

She almost yelped when he lifted her into his arms but that was nothing compared to her shock when he slipped her shoes off and pressed her feet against the hardest, sexiest set of abs she’d ever seen! She had to concentrate to keep her toes from curling around, exploring those abs!  

She shivered, trying to wrap her mind around a man that looked like this and had abs like that! 

She sighed, and a hot cup of coffee was pressed into her hands.

Thank you, she whispered to the woman who hovered next to her.  I’m really okay, she told the woman, then glanced down at the man kneeling in front of her. 

I’m okay, she told him. The man shook his head. You’re freezing, he told her.

Not anymore, she thought silently the man’s very presence had her whole body steaming. If she were wearing glasses, they would be fogging up right now. Andie supposed she should count her lucky stars for perfect vision.  

She actually pushed the wool blanket off of her shoulders because she was too warm and then he stood up! Oh my! He was crazy tall!

Andie pulled her hand away from the coffee cup to wipe her chin, relieved when she discovered that she wasn’t drooling. Nor was she melting into a puddle of lust.  

Whew!

She should be. Drooling, that is. She didn’t want to melt.  Melting would be bad. Okay, so drooling would look absolutely ridiculous, but still. She should be. 

What’s your name, honey? his rough voice asked her, pulling the wool blanket back up over her shoulders.  

She tilted her head back, startled by the voice. Oh she loved that voice! She’d like to hear that voice tell her to do things.  Naughty things. And from the looks of this lumberjack, this man knew a lot of naughty things!  

She shivered again, anticipating all of the possible naughty things this man might say to her in bed. 

With that voice.  

And those abs. 

Oh my!

He was curling the edges of the blanket more firmly around her, and she shivered as his knuckles brushed the skin of her neck briefly. Sarah, call Cliff and let him know we might need to fly her to the hospital.

Wait! 

Huh?  

Hospital? 

And I don’t need the sheriff.

Those green eyes moved back to her and she wanted to sigh with pleasure. Green eyes, black hair, a barely there beard that was most likely trying to soften a rock-hard jawline…oh my she sighed again, and almost slouched against the back of the barstool.  

But years of etiquette training, ballet lessons, and a harsh mother snapping at her to sit up straight could not be ignored. Even with her fantasy lumberjack standing in front of her. 

No slouching. No drooling and definitely no melting into a puddle!

It took a lot out of a woman!

She checked once again for drool before she mentally shook herself, needing to reassure these people that she was okay before they hired a helicopter to take her to the emergency room. 

The paper-towel guy was a wimp compared to this lumberjack man!

I’m fine, she told them both, and carefully set her cup of coffee back down on the bar beside her. Standing up, she almost tripped, not realizing that her shoes were directly underneath where her feet were trying to land.

Perfect! 

She’d mastered the no drooling and no melting thing, only to almost fall on her face. Great first impression, she thought!

Strong hands reached out to steady her and Andie’s head snapped up, her silver eyes staring into his green ones, startled by the heat that raced up her body with his touch.  

She should pull away, she told herself. Manners dictated that she step away from this man and thank him for his quick, although unnecessary, action.

But she couldn’t move. Her heart raced, her blood pounded heavily through her veins and she could feel the heat move through her body, warming her up to an almost uncomfortable level. But she couldn’t move. Not an inch.

Knox stared down at the woman with mascara running down her pale cheeks, her lips still tinged with blue, and all he could think about was carrying her upstairs and making love to her on one of the small beds.  

Or even better, carrying her out to his truck and driving back to his home, spreading her out on his large bed and making love to her there.

Never had he been struck so hard and so fast with lust like this. 

You’re all wet, he said, moving closer. 

Yes, she replied, a breathy sound that sent lust surging straight to his groin.

You need to get your clothes off, he told her. As soon as he said the words, he knew that they were wrong. He was trying to be a gentleman, but that came out wrong. Sort of.

Her silver eyes widened and his hands clenched around her slender arms.  It occurred to him that she was too skinny. And her skin was too delicate, too tender for the harsh winters.  

She wouldn’t make it long here in Alaska. She’d need more weight to keep her alive. But she was perfect.  

Soft-looking, pale skin, huge eyes that were surrounded by long, crazy long lashes and that sweet, rosebud mouth that looked soft and inviting. You think we need to call in the…

No! Andie gasped, afraid of what they might suggest next. She looked over at the older woman and then up at the man again.

She suddenly realized that she’d been standing here staring up at the man, rudely taking up his time. She probably looked like an idiot but…well, any red-blooded female would understand. He was hot, as in smokin’.

Okay, so her mother definitely wouldn’t approve, but Andie wasn’t completely convinced that her mother had blood running through her veins. 

The woman wasn’t very warm.  

She was elegant and refined. But her smile rarely reached her eyes. Not an excuse, she thought. Mind back on the issue of not being transported to the hospital for lunacy.

Blinking, she stepped backwards and, darn it! Why were her shoes always where her feet were trying to go lately?

She looked down and located the offending things and almost spilled the cup of coffee because the wool blanket was too big.

Blowing out a breath of air, she shook her head and closed her eyes, trying to get a grip. When she opened her eyes again, the man’s fascinating green eyes were still staring down at her, and the worry wasn’t gone.

Great! She finally met a gorgeous man who makes her body hum with excitement, and he thinks she’s a candidate for Bedlam. Perfect!

Taking a deep breath, she recalled every one of her lessons on deportment, pulled her shoulders back and stood up straight. I’m so sorry to have worried both of you, but I’m fine. 

Just a bit surprised by the amount of rain that could fall within a sixty-second period, she joked.  

No one laughed. Well, she wasn’t really aware of anyone but this man and he didn’t laugh. I just had a flat tire about two miles back and, since I… she finished off weakly when she saw the man’s jaw harden. I just walked here.

His hands fisted on his hips as he glared down at her. You walked here, in the rain, in Prada heels? he growled out. Andie didn’t understand why he was angry all of a sudden.  

Well, yes. Was there something else I should have done? He rubbed a hand over his face. Why are you here?

Andie realized that she hadn’t even introduced herself. Goodness, I can’t believe how rude I am! 

I’m Andie…um…Andrea Kingsley. I’m the new high school English teacher. Knox stared down at the delicate looking beauty, his anger rising as he grasped that this woman wasn’t just passing through. 

You’re staying here?

Andie lowered her hand, not really understanding his anger. Well, yes she forced a bright smile to her face. 

Why?

She hesitated, not sure why he was asking such a silly question. And why was he blustering like that he had been so sweet and gentle only moments ago, but now he was acting like a giant bully.

She wasn’t sure how to answer the question. Uh…because I got the job she offered. He shook his head. 

He turned to Sarah who was standing behind the bar, a suspicious smile on her features.

Call Joe and tell him that his new high school teacher isn’t going to work out.

Huh?  

Wait!  

What was this man saying she wasn’t going to work out what Andie cried. Wait a minute why am I not going to work out?  

Don’t I get a chance to teach before someone tells me that I’m not good enough she fisted her hands on her own hips, facing off with the arrogant lumberjack who dared to malign her teaching abilities.  

I’m a darn good teacher I sent all of my letters of recommendation to Joe Sinclair over the summer, and he offered me the job several weeks ago.

He asked how soon I could be here and I quit my other job to come straight here. So don’t you dare tell anyone that I can’t teach when I haven’t even been given the chance to prove myself!

She was furious now, and not willing to take this abuse, even from a gorgeous, fantasy-man lumberjack!

Knox looked down at her again, trying to resist the temptation to kiss her into silence. You’re too delicate, Ms. Kingsley. You won’t last a week here in the Alaska wilds.  

Winter is settling in and you’re going to need to get out of town before the snows start to block your exit. 

She huffed again. Listen you big bully I’m fine I don’t know a lot about Alaska, but I’m here. I’m going to learn! 

He shook his head. A week, he grumbled. 

Her eyes narrowed and she stepped closer. Want to bet?

His eyes widened and he would have laughed if…well, if he wasn’t trying to hold himself back from kissing those perfect, rosebud lips.  

They had to be fake, he thought. A surgeon had done an excellent job. No scars at all. 

He had to focus on the conversation, of which he was losing track of at the moment. 

A bet?


She nodded that cute little chin. That I last longer than a week.




Retreating to their mountains, these four men rule their individual empires – but from a distance. Despite all of their efforts though, love still finds them. Meet Creek, Saeger, Knox and Tucker – four men who have moved to Alaska – and the ladies they fall in love with.

The Billionaire’s Beautiful Mistake
(Bold Alaskan Men #1)

The Billionaire’s Challenging Beauty
(Bold Alaskan Men #2)

   
   



Available October 14
The Billionaire’s Adventurous Mistress
(Bold Alaskan Men #4)

   
   




USA Today best-selling author Elizabeth Lennox writes contemporary romance novels featuring sheiks, business tycoons, royalty, and other sexy rich men. Her male lead characters are smart, driven and determined, but can still be sensitive and vulnerable. Elizabeth's female lead characters come from a variety of backgrounds. They are strong, intelligent and independent, while still feminine and caring. 

Although Elizabeth wanted to be a romance novelist since the eighth grade, that dream only became a (paid) reality for her in 2009 and a full time job in 2012. Along the way, she received a BS in History and held different jobs in the real estate, government consulting, and financial industries. 

All during that time, though, she was always writing, using her personal experiences, dreams, and travels throughout the United States, Europe and the Caribbean as backdrops for her stories. To date, she has written over 80 books and sold over 1.7 million copies. 

   
  







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