American heartthrob and notorious bad boy, Zach Canning has gone and made the error of all Hollywood errors. No, it wasn’t sticking his foot in his mouth during an interview again, banging an almost underage fan, or even disappearing on another cocaine-and-booze addled bender. It was far, far worse, and now his TV show renewal contract hinges upon his ability to convince his fan base, the Christian Network, and America at large that he’s just as wholesome as his #Blessed character. Jesus Christ, how? Enter Abby Gallagher. As Irish-Catholic as they come, complete with flaming auburn hair and a cross dangling from her necklace, her image is perfect. She’s guarding one hell of a secret, however—she’s a virgin and saving herself for marriage. When Zach’s publicist approaches her with the most unbelievable proposition—to dispel rumors surrounding the famous actor one sexy date at a time—Abby is more than intrigued. She’s been a fan of his show and has watched religiously… admittedly, a guilty pleasure. What other guilty pleasures could he give her??? But the secret contract she’s presented with not only states she must pose as his girlfriend in the public eye while the paparazzi follow their every move. She must also elope with Zach in two weeks! Non-negotiable, legally binding, with a corresponding gag-order in place and no guarantee of true love… Can she go through with it? Will she choose a thrill ride instead of love? What if she could have both with the same man?

Lucy is hopelessly in love with her boss, the sexy billionaire Dante Saint James. She’s kept it and her passionate fantasies for him to herself. That is until an unscrupulous reporter exposes more than just her truth, but Dante’s truth as well. Once everything is out in the open, though, will Lucy be able to face Dante ever again?

Husband for hire...sex not included. Wynter Rochester is in a jam. She's messed up her life and now her uncle refuses to release her inheritance. But while she's alone, broke and scared out of her wits in Manhattan, Blake Sterling, who's like a brother to her rushes to her rescue and gives her an idea to get her out of the mess she's in. She knows just what she needs—a fake husband. Even though the man she wants to hire is handsome as all get out—and she's been known to give away her cookies to a pretty face—this must be kept strictly professional. No naughty mischief! Lawson Granger is dead broke. His software idea is tanking. He has zero prospects, zero money in his pocket and his rent is due. He's desperate. He sees an ad looking to hire a professional husband. Someone who's discreet, tactful and could be relied on to be truthful and honorable and good with secrets. WTF! What the hell is truthful about pretending to be someone's husband? But who is he to judge? Maybe this is just what he needs to get himself out of the financial hole he's been digging for almost a year by starting his own business. She's kinda cute, her British accent is damn sexy and his vow of 'no hot sex right now' means it'll be easy to keep this all business. How hard can it be to play someone's fake husband? What can possibly go wrong?