Blue Ridge Mountain Billionaires Series by Elizabeth Lynx

My boyfriend broke up with me three months ago and became engaged to my cousin.Coincidence? Doubtful.The week I got the wedding invitation my boss, his dad, fired me.Coincidence? Highly doubtful.Me crashing their wedding at an exclusive resort?Totally planned.I’m Laura, the jilted ex-girlfriend and soon-to-be thorn in my ex’s side at his own wedding. But my plan wasn’t to ruin their wedding. Okay, maybe a little. It’s getting my job back... moreMy boyfriend broke up with me three months ago and became engaged to my cousin.Coincidence? Doubtful.The week I got the wedding invitation my boss, his dad, fired me.Coincidence? Highly doubtful.Me crashing their wedding at an exclusive resort?Totally planned.I’m Laura, the jilted ex-girlfriend and soon-to-be thorn in my ex’s side at his own wedding. But my plan wasn’t to ruin their wedding. Okay, maybe a little. It’s getting my job back. Once my ex-boss, my ex-boyfriend’s father (it’s complicated) noticed how well I made it through the wedding without messing up his precious son’s day, then he’d hire me back as a chef at his five-star restaurant, The Hen. Perfect plan, right?I’m Rock, the owner of The Blue Spot, an exclusive resort just for Billionaires. The place was about to open and we’re having our first official event to create buzz. The wedding of the year between a billionaire heiress and the son of a famed restaurateur. Everything had to be perfect. And everything was going smoothly until the fiancé’s ex showed up. Now it’s my job to ask her to leave without causing a scene. The problem wasn’t the guests noticing her. It was the appendage between my legs that wouldn’t let me forget her.Ruining the Billionaire’s Wedding is the start of a hilarious, sexy new standalone series called Blue Ridge Mountain Billionaires. less

Win a Date with a Billionaire! Everyone wanted me to enter. The reason I shouldn’t? I was a walking, talking, dating disaster.My name’s Marika. I ran a coffee shop in a small town. Things were fine until that fancy resort, The Blue Spot, that catered to the wealthy moved in down the road. They stole all my customers with their posh coffee shop open to the public... moreWin a Date with a Billionaire! Everyone wanted me to enter. The reason I shouldn’t? I was a walking, talking, dating disaster.My name’s Marika. I ran a coffee shop in a small town. Things were fine until that fancy resort, The Blue Spot, that catered to the wealthy moved in down the road. They stole all my customers with their posh coffee shop open to the public.How could I compete with the rich and powerful? Perhaps if I entered their Win a Date with a Billionaire contest, I could win enough money to help my business. I wouldn’t tell them about my horrible dating history or especially about that one guy who ended up in the hospital. They didn’t need to know that, did they?As a VidTube star, most people had heard of me. I was Jokin’ James. Everyone except the woman I was falling for, Marika. I had been coming by her coffee shop for almost a year, but she had no idea who I was or that my brother owned the resort that was stealing her customers.We were friends, but I wanted more. I was all ready to ask her out when she entered the contest my brother was running. Not only that, but the resort wanted me to be a part of the contest. Now she would discover that my family owned The Blue Spot. And worst of all, that I wasn’t from that small town at all. That I was a celebrity billionaire.A sexy, funny, small-town billionaire romance involving mistaken identity, dating disasters, and a picnic so bad even the ants ran in fear. less

I never meant to get stuck in a dark closet, naked, at the holiday gala. As a self-made billionaire and head of my tech company, the last thing I thought would happen was being pranked by my brother at an expensive gala. Instead of mingling among the crowd of potential investors, I was cold and alone with only some holiday string to keep me company. But then a Christmas miracle happened…The door opened and a beautiful woman appeared. My savior... moreI never meant to get stuck in a dark closet, naked, at the holiday gala. As a self-made billionaire and head of my tech company, the last thing I thought would happen was being pranked by my brother at an expensive gala. Instead of mingling among the crowd of potential investors, I was cold and alone with only some holiday string to keep me company. But then a Christmas miracle happened…The door opened and a beautiful woman appeared. My savior. Until she stepped inside, the door swinging closed and automatically locking behind her.Now she’s trapped with me. All we had was time. Might as well get to know each other. I took the coat check job because it was a paycheck, but then I struck gold… a naked hottie stuck in a closet with me. I may not be one of those “career-minded” adults you read about, but I was responsible enough to pay my bills. When my sister told me about an easy coat check job that paid, I was happy to spend one night in a closet.But I swore that fancy, old hotel where the gala took place was haunted. Why? Because I heard the rumblings of an unsettled spirit back in the deep recesses of a hidden room next to the coat closet.I went in that room to face the spirit, but then something crazy happened. He wasn’t a ghost, but a man. Not just a man but a naked one with a very large, uh, package.All I had to say was, thanks Santa, for bring me exactly what I wished. less

Dear Mysterious Woman in Jail Cell Next To Mine,You’re the one. The woman I am meant to marry. The fact that I don’t know what you look like or even your name, is no concern of mine. Well, maybe a little. But you sound hot.Wait, that doesn’t sound right, let me try again. I’m a billionaire. Even the huge gossip site, Masked Eyes, calls me devilishly handsome and billionaire I’d like to bang... moreDear Mysterious Woman in Jail Cell Next To Mine,You’re the one. The woman I am meant to marry. The fact that I don’t know what you look like or even your name, is no concern of mine. Well, maybe a little. But you sound hot.Wait, that doesn’t sound right, let me try again. I’m a billionaire. Even the huge gossip site, Masked Eyes, calls me devilishly handsome and billionaire I’d like to bang.My publicist is telling me to erase the previous paragraph but I don’t think I will because I want you to know that I got a lot going for me. Someone that many women would love to marry but I am choosing you.Will you marry me? No pressure, but I need to know soon. I have an inheritance depending on it.Yours Matrimonially,Hamish Blackwell less