by Tia Wylder
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Epilogue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
PROLOGUE
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
EPILOGUE
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter 1: Best Foot Forward
Chapter 2: More Trouble than She’s Worth
Chapter 3: The Life of an Intern
Chapter 4: Business as Usual
Chapter 5: Business Trip
Chapter 6: Storm Clouds
Chapter 7: Distractions
Chapter 8: Revelations
Chapter 9: Potential
Chapter 10: Leap of Faith
Chapter 11: Kiss the Cook
Chapter 12: Calgary Enterprises
Chapter 13: Facing the Storm
Chapter 14: Missed Calls
Chapter 15: Shattered Pieces
Chapter 16: Redo
Chapter 17: Small Promises with Big Consequences
Chapter 18: The Auction
Chapter 19: Business Games
Chapter 20: Cutting Losses and New Beginnings
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Epilogue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Hope
A Bad Boy Billionaire Holiday Romance
Tia Wylder
Table of Contents
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Hope: A Bad Boy Billionaire Holiday Romance
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Epilogue
Daddy’s Virgin Nanny
Beautiful Revenge
Dr. Single Dad’s Fake Marriage
The Boss & The Intern
The Billionaire’s Virgin Fiancée
Two Brothers
The Texas Rancher’s Bride
Loved By The Rake
The Asian Bad Boy
Touched
The Gorilla’s Secret Baby
The Secret Baby
The Billionaire Wolf Shifter
Tamed By My Alpha Vampire
The Dragon’s Love Affair
The Alien Dragon’s Mate
Claimed By The Cosmic Warrior
Wanted By My Boss
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When I first lay eyes upon Claire Barkley, I never could have imagined we would become friends. That day I heard her complaining about her bad luck in the bar, I certainly didn’t expect to go out of my way to help her out. Helping women isn’t really the name of my game; more so helping myself to their bodies. However, in spite of my disdain for the fairer sex, there’s something about playing pretend that sets a fire alight inside of me. Love? Nah. But we’ll have fun.
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When my mother insisted I bring a date to my sister’s wedding, I thought I was out of luck. However, when a remarkably friendly face offered a bit of assistance, who was I to say no? Especially when the guy offering to help has such a hot bod… I may be a virgin, and this may all be a charade, but I’ll show this playboy that he’s not the only alpha in town. Game on, rich boy.
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Hope
Adele: I never had time for men. As a doctoral student studying environmental science, I was married to my work. All I cared about was saving the world, one ecosystem at a time.
So, when I heard about billionaire real estate developer Jack Nathan and his plan to ruin a perfectly good part of Nassau, I knew I had to do something.
I wanted to take him down. That smug grin, his tousled blonde hair, that body that told me he was as vain as he was wealthy…I hated him.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
Jack: I’ve always gotten what I want, when I want it. Women, money, and power.
That was what I cared about.
But when I met Adele Parker, I knew that was about to change. An environmental activist, Adele challenged the vision of my company with ludicrous cries about “preserving nature,”…whatever that means. I wanted to write her off as just another annoying social justice warrior.
But her bright green eyes, tanned limbs, and killer figure made it impossible to forget her. So, when I learned we had a common enemy, I vowed to work with her…as long as she let me inside those sexy panties of hers.
Little did I know, Adele was much more than just a grad student with her eyes set on changing the world.
If I wasn’t careful, she’d end up changing my world as well…
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Hope
Chapter One
Jack
“Barnes, I told you, I can’t talk right now,” I said. “My flight leaves in an hour – I’m not even packed!”
Barnes, my best friend, lawyer, and right-hand man since college, snickered. “Yeah, right,” he said with a roguish grin. “Like you ever travel with anything more than a toothbrush!”
I rolled my eyes. “Very funny,” I said, snickering. “Just because I carry a spare doesn’t make me a bad guy.”
“No, it just makes you a man whore,” Barnes said. He was sitting opposite my desk, lounging on the expensive leather couch I’d just bought for my office. After all – the CEO of Trident Gold needs to look presentable…and have a comfortable place for naps.
I shrugged. “It’s not my fault that girls are always asking me to spend the night,” I said. “It’s just my charm.” I winked at Barnes, and he groaned.
“Nathan, I swear to god,” Barnes said, calling me by my last name like he always did when he meant business. “If you fuck this up—“
“I won’t,” I said quickly. “There’s no way.” With a sigh, I got to my feet and stretched, rocking back and forth on the balls of my feet. “Besides, I’m only going for a couple of days.”
Barnes frowned. “Isn’t there a hurricane or something?”
“A tropical storm,” I replied. “Way less dangerous. Rico said flying to Nassau wouldn’t even make him break a sweat.”
“Jesus, how much do you pay that man?”
I smirked. “I’m generous,” I said. “Don’t worry about that.”
Barnes nodded. “Just be careful,” he said. “Those islands, you know, they’re not always equipped to deal with shit like that. Didn’t a few people die the other week?”
“Yeah,” I said with a snort. “In Puerto Rico. No one cares about that country, Nassau is much nicer.” I smirked. “Trust me – I’ve been there before.”
“God,” Barnes groaned enviously, getting to his feet and looking out the window at the snowy Boston weather. “I’d kill to get away – even if there is a fucking hurricane coming right for me.”
I shrugged. “You can always come,” I replied. “I’m not taking anyone.”
Barnes laughed. “What, did Alexandra wise up and dump you?”
“Not exactly,” I said. I wasn’t about to tell Jack that Alexandra, my girlfriend of two weeks, had caught me mid-coitus with her stunning Russian roommate. “I just felt like a solo trip would be…more beneficial. After all, it’s not really a vacation. I’m meeting with shareholders the first day I’m there.”
“Still, at least it’ll be warm,” Barnes said. “The winters here always make me wonder why I never moved back to California.”
“Because it’s impossible to be a serious lawyer on the west coast,” I replied. “Everyone likes that stiff Boston upper lip of yours.”
Barnes groaned again. “Tell me about it,” he said. “I swear – if I get one more high-dollar divorce client, I could probably retire at forty.”
I winced. “I can’t believe I’m thirty-five,” I said, shaking my head. “It seems like yesterday that I was hauling you off the commons after a few too many keg stands.”
Barnes grinned. Despite the threads of silver in his brown hair, he still looked exactly the same as he did on the first day we’d met – as freshmen, at Lager College. Lager is a typical private liberal arts school – overly priced, mediocre in academics, and with a reputation that precedes it by a hundred yards. Barnes and I had sniffed each other out immediately, and we’d been best friends ever since. It wasn’t hard to believe
that we’d gotten along so well: we were both from the same kind of family. Rich, greedy fathers with trophy-wife mothers and no siblings. After she’d had me, my mother told my father she was done with children because I’d come perilously close to ruining her closely-guarded waistline. According to her, that was the moment my father had started stepping out with high-dollar escorts. But if you ask me, my old man was a dog from the start.
That was just one of many things that Barnes and I had in common. We were both from old money families in upstate New York. He’d known he was going to be a lawyer since elementary school, much like I’d always known that I was going to inherit my father’s real estate development company. Dad started Trident Gold when he got his MBA, but I had taken the company to new heights when I took over right after college. Trident Gold had always been a luxury brand – my father saw seven new resorts build, in exotic locales around the world – but I’d doubled that, and I’d only been CEO for fourteen years.
Life was pretty fucking great.
“I know,” Barnes said, snapping me back to the present. “I can’t believe it, either.” He shook his head. “I feel exactly the same. But these damn wrinkles – I’m going to have to get injections again.”
I rolled my eyes. “You’re so vain,” I teased. “You get more work done than the girls I go out with!”
“Yeah, right,” Barnes replied sarcastically. “I’m guessing they go under the needle and knife just as much. The only difference is, of course, they wouldn’t admit as much to you.”
“Well, not like it matters,” I said with a grin. “I never date anyone for more than three months, anyway.
