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Seven snarly, grumpy jerkfaces. Seven years ago. One secret. I will not stop until I hunt down every last person responsible for the incident. Until then...I fight, I build my empire. Become a billionaire in my own right. Women...they are simply irritants. So why is every encounter so empty? Meaningless. What am I searching for? Who am I in quest of? Will I know her when I see her? How will it be to hold her, have her, possess her, Make her...mine!

He’s my second chance. The man with the face of my first love. A terrifying and magnetically gorgeous man with brutal blue eyes. An outlaw whose very presence sucks the air from my lungs. A monster who doesn't remember his past, whose soul is shrouded in scars, pain, and darkness. A villain who refuses to acknowledge my very existence. The rogue who I am going to marry, for this may be the only chance I have to find happiness. So what if it means binding myself to a man who hates me? Except "until death do us part" is going to come quicker than anyone knows....

Sebastian "grumphole" Sovrano is ruthless, arrogant, and fixated on me. The first time we meet at a bar, I dump my drink all over him. He's grumpy, high-handed, full of himself, and...so very appealing. No way can I act on the attraction that sizzles between us, right? But I need to get custody of my daughter, and he promises to help me. Provided I pose as his wife. Only problem? I can't resist his mean smirk, his wickedness that appeals to the darkness inside of me.

Michael Byron Domenico Sovrano. Lord of the underworld. Master of all the criminal masterminds who ever crawled the underbelly of Sicily's notorious mafia company. Who just happens to be hot and snarly, and with a demanding manner, gulp! My father owed him, so he took me as payment. He gets what he wants, and I am his new obsession. To take. To break. As if I'll let him. He's out to destroy me, but I'll go toe-to-toe with him every step of the way. I'll do everything to make him fall for me. Until he springs the ultimate surprise.

Saint Jordan Killian Black. A gazillionaire with a panty-melting smirk, and a soul as dark as his name. I wanted a child. He wanted a willing slave. I wanted someone to break me and build me up again. He wanted no emotions, no connection. A simple transaction, that's what he said it would be. I needed something in me to shatter, so I could finally live.

Sinclair Amadeus Sterling, a.k.a. Mr. Superior Jackass with a God complex. Who also happens to be my blackmailer...gulp. Tall, dark, gazillionaire growly pants. The first time I met him, I kneed him in his very well endowed balls - don't ask! He had that tightly leashed, controlling air and a smoldering glare that made me damp in seconds. The only thing that sucks worse than his attitude is his (lack of) sense of humor! Honest. Sadly, he's also the one who could save my business from going bust. Hell!

He's my brother's best friend... And completely out of bounds... One look from Nathan Davenport makes my heart stutter. Six feet three inches of pure muscle with stormy blue eyes that see right through me. He's everything I've dreamed about since I was sixteen. And snuck glances as he trained with my brother in our backyard. Not that he noticed... He’s the decorated Royal Marine who commands every room he enters. I'm the curvy girl who hides behind textbooks and oversized hoodies. He’s the definition of off-limits–my brother's best friend,...

Arpad growlypants Beauchamp a.k.a. Grumpzilla. The first time he met me, he told me that he hated my company. I retaliated by spitting my Chai Tea Latte all over his tailormade slacks. He granted the security agency I run his business, anyway, huh? Clearly, it's because he wants to control me. To make my life miserable. To become a thorn in my side, glowering down at me from his superior height. So when I end up stowing away on his boat, by a quirk of fate, I demand he turn back.

Michael Byron Domenico Sovrano. The Capo of Sicily's notorious Mafia company. My father owed him, so he took me to repay the debt and married me to further his own ambitions. I hate him; I am determined to resist him. But what happens when I begin to fall for my new husband?

Christian Roberto Domenico Sovrano could have any woman he wants, but he's totally focused on me. He's obsessed with me. He lives to make my life miserable. It's why he asked me to pose as his fake wife for 30 days. Thirty days! In return for saving my life from the wrath of the Mafia. Oh! He also wants me to attend his family's Christmas getaway. And pretend to be his loving, devoted spouse. Guess what happens next? We get lost in the forest...and snowed in for Christmas. And have to share the same bed. But hell if I am going to simply agree to his terms.

Damian Savage, the billionaire rockstar with the killer abs, aka the ultimate dream guy in a six-foot-five, sculpted-chest, freaking macho package. Who haunts the dreams of half the female population, ugh! He's also the kind of arrogant, self-important man I avoid, in real life. But that smirk of his? OMG, swoon. So I may have stalked his social media accounts, don't judge. A lowly nanny like me? I didn't feature on his radar at all...until I run into him at a party. And ask him to spend the night with me.

Weston bloody Kincaid. The billionaire who wore £7,000 suits like he was doing them a favor. When he wasn't filling out his doctor's scrubs like they were tailor-made for him. Exactly the kind of man who needed to be taken down a notch. Definitely not the kind with whom you want to spend any extended period of time. Absolutely not stuck with him in a remote cabin during the holiday season. Totally completely not snowed in together over Christmas.... Help!

Edward Chase. Ex-priest. Now, General Manager of the London Ice Kings hockey team and the new CEO of the Davenport empire. The first time we met I spilt coffee all over his $10,000 suit. He looked at me like I was an inconvenience. I despised him at once. So, imagine my shock when he turns out to be my new boss? He’s stern, forbidding and determined never to love again. I’m a curvy romantic, who believes in happily ever afters.

Three standalone stranded over Christmas romances. Three grumpy, billionaires who are home for the holidays and must marry to claim their inheritance. One collection of festive love stories that are sure to sweep you off your feet.

A brutal mob boss is brought to heel by the fiery spirit of a jazz dancer who teaches him the meaning of love, in this enemies-to-lovers, marriage-of-convenience dark billionaire romance.

Warning: This boxset is a roller coaster ride of emotions, with possessive males, intense love scenes, heart pounding action, and twists and turns which will leave you gasping for more

My husband is a made man, a villain, the boss of the Mafia. He stole me from my normal life and catapulted me into the center of the underworld. He imprinted his crimson fingerprints onto my psyche and tried to set me free. It's wrong of me to be attracted to the viciousness in him. And yet I can't...won't stop until he loves me back. It's why I returned to him. It's why I allowed him to use me. But when he springs a surprise...he breaks my heart, and this time, I will not forgive him. I run from him. Only he's not the only one hunting me.

"If you dare leave me for another - if you ever look at another man - if you ever let anyone else touch you...I’ll not let him live, Beauty. I won’t stop until I’ve ground his face into the dirt, until I’ve pulled out his eyes for looking at you, broken his mouth for daring to speak to you, until I’ve pulled out his guts, and," I glare at her, "smeared his blood on the ground." Her breath hitches and her pupils dilate. My thirst for violence seems to fulfill a need deep inside of her - one she doesn’t bother to hide from me, either.

On your knees...Father Edward Chase. Brooding. Growly. And...unavailable. He's the hot priest. I am a belly dancer. He's haunted by his past. I am trying to carve out a future for my studio. He’s at war with himself, and I am the casualty. There is nothing he will put before his calling. No stone he will leave unturned for his flock. He’ll never give in to the attraction between us, So what if he stars in all my dreams? He may be a man of God. But for me, he is temptation personified. Making him fall for me is all I ever wanted. Until he reveals his secret...

He's an ex-soldier. I am the woman his friend turned his back on. He's trying to escape his demons. I am trying to get over being abandoned. The connection between us is intense, forbidden...and all wrong. My heart belongs to someone else. So why is my traitorous body unable to ignore him? Find out in Book 2 of the Big Bad Billionaires series.