When mystery shopper Shannon Jacoby meets billionaire Declan McCormick with her hand down a toilet in the men’s room of one of his stores, it’s love at first flush in this hilarious new romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent.

\\Part 1 can be found in A Sweet Life, a New York Times bestselling, 14-author boxed set. All proceeds from that boxed set go to diabetes research.\\ New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent continues her Shopping for a Billionaire series as mystery shopper Shannon and (near) billionaire Declan explore a relationship (and each other). The pair deal with a jealous ex-boyfriend, a new perk at work that makes Shannon rethink her job, and a cat that offers up quite a present when Declan takes Shannon out for their first non-business date.

I don't turn every date into a medical emergency, but when I do, I nearly castrate my man... Shannon and Declan's first real date ends with an ambulance trip and yet another test of their madcap relationship. Ex-boyfriend Steve insists on dinner with Shannon while Declan is overseas on business, but a surprise return leads to plenty of romance as Declan whisks her away for a ride over Boston (in more ways than one...). Just as life and love look good, a misunderstanding takes on a sinister tone as a conspiracy brews to keep them apart. Julia Kent's hilarious Shopping series continues. Part 3 of a 4-part series.

A confusing fight, a garbage-covered car, and a mom who shares her past as a stripper all drive Shannon to the edge of madness. When her big shot at mystery shopping luxury properties leads to another crazy toilet incident, it’s Declan to the rescue...but can they take the “plunge”? The Shopping series from New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent reaches its conclusion with heart, heat, and hilarity. Part 4 of a 4-part series.

USA TODAY BESTSELLER! When Shannon is called to the mall to work as a sexy elf, her billionaire boyfriend, Declan, gets roped into playing Santa. The mall mommies start tweeting pictures, and soon everyone is crashing the mall to have a seat on Santa's lap. \\This rom com short story (67 pages) comes after Shopping for a Billionaire 4 in my Shopping series, but it can be read as a fun standalone as well!\\

All of our best dates end up in the emergency room.... I planned the perfect proposal. Plenty of lobster, caviar, champagne and—her favorite—tiramisu. The perfect setting. The perfect woman. The perfect everything. Dad gave me my late mother's engagement ring, platinum and diamonds galore. Shannon wouldn't care if I slid a giant hard-candy ring on her finger instead of a three-carat diamond designed to impress. But my future mother-in-law, Marie, will pass out when she sets eyes on that rock, which will give us two minutes of blessed silence. That woman talks more than Kim Kardashian flashes her naked backside on the internet. I was going to make it perfect, from the color of the tablecloth to the freshness of the roses. And it was perfect. Until Shannon swallowed the ring. \ \ \* Shopping for a Billionaire's Fiancée gives near-billionaire Declan McCormick the chance to tell his story in this continuation of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Shopping for a Billionaire series.

I’m thrilled to be the maid of honor in my friend’s wedding, but the best man, Andrew McCormick, is a chauvinistic pig with a God complex. And I can’t stop kissing him in closets. (Don’t ask.) He’s the brother of the groom and the CEO of my biggest mystery shopping account, but suddenly he’s refusing to be in the wedding. He won’t talk about it. Won’t see reason. He’s such a man. And he still won’t stop kissing me in random closets. (Thank goodness.) I’m a fixer. That’s what I do. I can fix anything if given the chance. But when the game is fixed there’s only so much I can do. The ball’s in his court now. Game on. \ \ \* Shopping for a CEO continues the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Shopping series. When CEO Andrew McCormick and mystery shopper Amanda Warrick find themselves in the unlikely position of being maid of honor and best man in the Boston society Wedding of the Year, an undeniable attraction and dual stubborn streaks add fuel to the fire in this romantic comedy from Julia Kent.

Qui a besoin d’une équipe du SWAT pour échapper à son propre mariage ? Moi. Ma Momzilla nous a pris en otages de notre propre cérémonie, alors Declan et moi avons décidé de nous marier à l’ancienne, comme tout le monde. En faisant appel à son équipe de sécurité privée, en nous envolant en hélicoptère juste avant la cérémonie pour ensuite prendre le jet de son entreprise, direction Las Vegas. Le mariage de l’année de Boston est sur le point de se transformer en vulgaire cérémonie privée dans une chapelle avec Elvis. Jusqu’à ce que le témoin crache le morceau et que ma mère, mon père, mes sœurs, ses frères, ma demoiselle d’honneur, mon ami Josh, et même mon chat Chatoune, rappliquent tous. Je ne peux pas gagner, n’est-ce pas ? Oh. Attendez. J’ai déjà gagné. L’amour l’emporte sur tout. Même ma famille de tarés.

We skipped right over the whole fiancée thing and went straight from girlfriend to wife. At least, I think that's what happened. I woke up after my brother's Vegas wedding reception with my luscious girlfriend in bed with me. We're both wearing wedding rings. So is her coworker, Josh. And our Vegas chauffeur, Geordi. Who the hell am I married to? Unraveling this mystery will be as difficult as figuring out why Amanda and I are having panic attacks over the thought of being husband and wife. Or, whoever we're actually married to. Oh, ^%$#. It's true that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, with one exception: If she's my wife, we'll make it work. If she's not? I'll make it happen. Get the 9th book in Julia Kent's New York Times bestselling romantic comedy series as Andrew and Amanda sort out their wild Vegas night...and the rest of their lives.

From New York Times bestselling romantic comedy author Julia Kent comes a second chance romance that will make you smile... Gerald Wright works for billionaires. He never imagined he'd become one. The former Navy SEAL is a chauffeur by day, artist by night, so when hotter-than-ever ex-fiancée Suzanne Dayton interrupts his nude model sculpting class to serve him with inheritance paperwork from a man he's never heard of, he assumes it's a joke. Turns out the joke's on him. There's just one catch. A big one. And it might be Suzanne—in more ways than he ever dreamed. Shopping for an Heir is the 10th book in the New York Times bestselling Shopping for a Billionaire series by Julia Kent.

He is addicted to his phone and his new role as CEO. I’m addicted to getting some on my own honeymoon. One of these things is not like the other. I am pretty sure a serial killer’s lair is the only place in the world where I could stash my new husband so he can’t manage the acquisition of our new company. And that seems a little drastic. But only a little... All I want is one week alone with him. Hours in bed, legs tangled together in ecstasy, room service and long walks on the beach in Hawaii. Not vying for his kisses around a Bluetooth microphone. The Borg aren’t sexy in real life. So I’m taking matters into my own hands and hitting “reboot” on our honeymoon. We’re going to a place so remote that no one can find us. Not even my mother. Shopping for a Billionaire’s Honeymoon is now a full-length book of 150+ pages, with both Shannon and Declan’s points of view. Originally published with only Shannon’s viewpoint, this expanded edition is a result of reader feedback. People wanted to know what Declan was up to – so here you go. This book is meant to be read after Shopping for a Billionaire’s Wife and/or Shopping for a CEO’s Fiancée, but if you read it out of order (or even as a standalone), that’s fine. Shannon and Declan forgive you. ;)

Snowbound. Sounds so romantic, with visions of cuddling before a roaring fire, hot chocolate spiked with brandy, and a secret elopement. Wait. What? My fiancé's father won't stop trying to turn our pending wedding into a three-ring media circus so he can get free publicity for his family's Fortune 500 company. My mother has decided she's done with All Things Wedding and asks her teacup Chihuahua for mother-of-the-bride advice. They've all gone certifiably mad. Then the stress from the wedding puts my mother in the hospital, I scream at my future father-in-law in front of a camera crew and the video goes viral, and the romantic wedding that started with Andrew's grand Pride and Prejudice proposal looks less like Jane Austen and more like Dostoyevsky. So what do you do when you're a fixer and you can't fix something? You give up on it. Not on Andrew, silly. The wedding.

You know what’s even better than marrying a billionaire? Having his baby. We’re ready. We’ve studied and planned, read all the birth and labor books, researched parenting classes, consulted our schedules, and it’s time. And by we I mean me. Declan’s just ready for the “have lots of sex” part. More than ready. But there’s just one my husband and his brother have this little obsession with competition. And by little, I mean stupid. That’s right. We’re not just about to try to bring a new human being into the world. We have to do it better, Faster, Stronger. Harder. McCormick men don’t just have babies. They engage in competitive billionaire Babythons. I thought the hardest part about getting pregnant would be dealing with my grandchild-crazed mother, who will go nuts shopping for a billionaire’s baby. Wrong. Between conception issues, my mother’s desire to talk to the baby through a hoo-haw cam, a childbirth class led by a drill sergeant and a father-in-law determined to sign the kid up for prep school before Declan even pulls out, my pregnancy has turned out to be one ordeal after the other. But it’s nothing—nothing—compared to the actual birth. Shopping for a Billionaire's Baby is the newest book in Julia Kent's New York Times bestselling romantic comedy series.

He says we never had a proper honeymoon. So, instead, he’s giving me… a prepper honeymoon? Who knew billionaire preppers were a thing? I guess I’m about to find out. — Julia Kent’s New York Times bestselling romantic comedy series continues in Shopping for a CEO’s Honeymoon as Andrew and Amanda settle in to married life… and so much more.

My mother wants all her kids and grandkids to spend Christmas Eve at her house and wake up on Christmas morning together. Sounds reasonable, right? And it would be. If it weren’t my mother. My husband, Declan, is protesting any involvement, though he’s openly intrigued by the idea of claiming his territory by having sex in my childhood bed. And by intrigued, I mean a series of really hot suggestions that make me whimper when I have to say no. Wait—why am I saying no, again? Mom has turned her house into a Christmas showcase that makes Frankenmuth look like the picked-over clearance rack at Target on December 26. You know those crazy people on Etsy who make felted gnomes out of belly-button lint and use… a certain kind of hair… to make thatched roofs on little decorative elf homes? Those people are saner than my mother. There is no force of nature stronger—or more emotionally volatile—than a fifty-something grandmother determined to create holiday memories. Wait a minute. Maybe there is. My husband.

It’s Andrew and Amanda’s turn… in duplicate We’re having twins. Twins. Which means my shooters are stronger than my brother’s. I win. Yeah, yeah, everyone can say it’s not a competition, but it is. And we all know it. Two babies at once means double the fun, and double the misery for my poor wife, Amanda. While I’m growing a Fortune 500 company, she’s growing two entire human beings out of nothing but orange cheese snacks and ice cream. Do you have any idea how hard I’ve worked during this pregnancy, tracking down orange smoothies for her? Not to mention being forced to Facetime into a childbirth class on perineal massage, rescuing Chuckles the cat from being shaved bald by my two-year-old niece, and fighting with a wife who has named the twins Lefty and Righty. By the time we hit the ninth month, my entire world revolves around pleasing—and protecting—her. Even if it means humiliating myself in the name of love. Wait a minute. Wait a minute, now. Hold on. Is she the one who’s winning? Andrew and Amanda are BACK in the newest New York Times bestselling Shopping series book as they “beat” Declan and Shannon in the baby competition, but at what cost? As their future awaits them in the form of twins, Amanda and Andrew face ghosts from the past with wit, humor, and most of all—plenty of love.

Christmas is nostalgia heaven for my family (unless you count the Christmas tree fire last year, which we won't...). Mom owns more holiday decorations than twelve area malls combined. Dad prides himself on hand-chopping the best live tree, while my older sister perfected peppermint cookies to the point of unparalleled bliss, and my younger sister has memorized every Christmas carol with her fingers for a piano bash that goes on and on. And on. But this year, Christmas is different. This year, the McCormick men are joining the Yankee Swap. You know how it works, right? Bring the craziest gift you can possibly find, pick a number, open the presents in order and play “steal the gift” until person Number One gets one last chance to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. My husband, Declan, is on a mission to win. He's so sure he can find the absolutely, positively, unreservedly weirdest gift that he's willing to go to any extreme to find it. Any extreme. That's right. He's going thrift store shopping with my mother. The billionaire and the frugal queen are on a quest. Only one will win. And on Christmas evening, after we're stuffed silly, sung out, the kids fall asleep and the adults break out the bizarre presents and the alcohol, it'll be showtime. Because there ain't no competition like a McCormick competition. But the Jacoby family has a trick or ten up its sleeves, too. Declan and Shannon are back in yet another hilarious Christmas family saga in Julia Kent's New York Times bestselling romantic comedy series. It's a competitive Yankee Swap - what could go wrong? Read and find out ;) .

Ever meet a hot billionaire while your hand's in a toilet in the men's room of one of his stores? No? So it really is just me. Hmm. When you're a mystery shopper, you get paid to humiliate yourself, all in the name of improving customer service. Romance isn't in my job description. But the day I met Declan McCormick it was love at first flush. Until I nearly castrated him with my EpiPen. How Hot Guy and Toilet Girl became an item involves my over-the-top mom, a trip to the ER, my homicidal cat, my fake wife, and true love. Don't look at me like that. I'm just doing my job. I'm shopping for a billionaire. \—- Shopping for a Billionaire, from New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent, is a 500+ page, hilarious romantic comedy with heart, heat, and laughs. A top-10 New York Times bestselling book.