Amazon Top 25 Bestseller My new boss has it all. In spades. Gorgeous green eyes? Check. Hard-and-sexy body? Check. Intelligence? Check. Success? A big fat billionaire... Check. Too bad I haven't started out on the best foot. My big mouth has already turned him against me, and tempting good looks and success aside, Trent Turner is no peach either. He's stubborn and thick-headed, and son of a fruitcake, he thinks he knows everything there is to know about the hotel business. With him running the development of the new Vanderturn New Orleans Hotel and me doing the design, our work relationship is far too intimate for two people who absolutely despise one another. But that's not all. See, he isn't just my billionaire boss from hell. He's my new neighbor, too. Same city. Same building. Same floor. Trent Turner is my billionaire boss next door. Holy moly, let's hope my career—and hormones—can survive. Disclaimer: If you generally love to suffer, hate fun of any kind, and are allergic to laughter, this book is not for you.

Amazon Top 15 Bestseller Mabel "Maybe" Willis died a virgin at the very young age of twenty-four. She leaves behind her parents, Betty and Bruce, her brother, Evan, a laptop filled with one too many Jason Momoa memes, and a Kindle library with more books than one human being could ever finish in a lifetime. Cause of death: a text message. Okay. So, I didn't die. But I may as well have. One minute, I'm a woman trying to find her way in the world, and the next, I'm the sender of six of the most embarrassing text messages that have ever been sent in the history of time—or the cell phone. Whatever. We're talking code red, send a flipping mayday, the apocalypse is coming kind of texts. And I didn't just send them to some random person I'll never see again. No. That would be too easy. I sent them to Milo Ives. The man who played a starring role in all of my teenage fantasies—and my brother's lifelong best friend. And, boy oh boy, has he grown up. He's hard-bodied, blue-eyed, jawline-of-stone handsome, crazy successful, and has more money in his bank account than my brain can fathom. Deflower me, please? I said. Yeah. Send help.

The Billionaire Book Club Questionnaire #1: Who is your least favorite character in the book? Me—Caplin Hawkins. I am an absolute idiot. #2: Who is your favorite character? Gorgeous, addictive, insanely challenging Ruby. She’s smart, driven, self-confident, and so beautiful, she makes my chest ache. #3 What is your biggest takeaway from the story? Ruby Rockford and I are meant to be. I just have to prove it to her. For the entirety of my adult life, I’ve been content. Content in my single lifestyle, content in my stressful-but-extremely-successful job as the main corporate counsel for almost every Fortune 500 company in North America, and content in my playful, spontaneous ways. I had no idea it was possible for someone to change my mind. The endless women and work are no longer enough, and just as Ruby Rockford told me—it’s about time I grow up. It’s going to take a strategic attack from more than a couple brilliant minds to win her affection, but luckily, I know exactly where to find the right guys for the job… The Billionaire Book Club. It’s safe to say that I, Caplin Hawkins, the man most women would call The Ultimate Player, have finally met my match, and man oh man, has my end game changed. I’m coming for you, Ruby. And soon, you’ll be coming for me, too.

Theo Cruz, a New York man known for his family’s billion-dollar empire, Cruz Enterprises, has been indicted this afternoon in the Court of Public Opinion on charges of Bro-Code Conspiracy. Chief counsel for the prosecution, Caplin Hawkins, spoke candidly about the accusation. “Once thought of as a best friend to many—including myself—Theo Cruz has officially turned his back on human decency. He’s conniving and dishonest, and a habitual offender of Bro-Code Law 676. He’ll rue the day he forgot that you never—under any circumstances—get involved with your best friend’s little sister.” Fact: I haven’t actually been arrested or indicted. More important fact: I inadvertently messed up—big-time. Two strangers in a foreign country, we said hello. Hello turned into a kiss. A kiss turned into a rendezvous. And a rendezvous turned into more than I’d ever imagined. But her unruly golden curls and beautiful body hid an important detail—She’s my mouthiest billionaire best friend’s forbidden little sister. Fact: I knew not of my crimes. More important fact: I know now, but even though I know I’m playing with fire, there’s no way I’m stopping. I can’t leave her alone. Question: What do you do when you fall for your best friend’s little sister? More important question: How long can you keep it a secret before it all goes up in flames? Disclaimer: The Billionaire’s Forbidden Little Sister is a romantic comedy, NOT a taboo romance. We repeat: It is NOT about a billionaire canoodling with his own sister. However, if you find yourself wishing it were, we suggest switching around some names to make it so. We can’t guarantee it won’t be confusing at times, but who knows? It could be just what your doctor ordered.