by Eva Luxe
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 – Willow
Chapter 2 – Willow
Chapter 3 – Darien
Chapter 4 – Darien
Chapter 5 – Willow
Chapter 6 – Willow
Chapter 7 – Willow
Chapter 8 – Darien
Chapter 9 – Darien
Chapter 10 – Darien
Chapter 11 – Darien
Chapter 12 – Willow
Chapter 13 – Willow
Chapter 14 – Darien
Chapter 15 – Darien
Chapter 16 – Willow
Chapter 17 – Willow
Chapter 18 – Willow
Chapter 19 – Darien
Chapter 20 – Darien
Chapter 21 – Darien
Chapter 22 – Willow
Chapter 23 – Willow
Chapter 24 – Willow
Chapter 25 – Willow
Chapter 26 – Darien
Chapter 27 – Darien
Chapter 28 – Darien
Chapter 29 – Willow
Chapter 30 – Willow
Epilogue
Chapter 1 – Hanson
Chapter 2 – Hanson
Chapter 3 – Lacey
Chapter 4 – Lacey
Chapter 5 – Hanson
Chapter 6 – Hanson
Chapter 7 – Lacey
Chapter 8 – Lacey
Chapter 9 – Hanson
Chapter 10 – Hanson
Chapter 11 – Lacey
Chapter 12 – Lacey
Chapter 13 – Lacey
Chapter 14 – Hanson
Chapter 15 – Hanson
Chapter 16 – Lacey
Chapter 17 – Hanson
Chapter 18 – Hanson
Chapter 19 – Hanson
Chapter 20 – Lacey
Chapter 21 – Lacey
Chapter 22 – Hanson
Chapter 23 – Hanson
Chapter 24 – Lacey
Chapter 25 – Lacey
Chapter 26 – Hanson
Chapter 27 – Lacey
Chapter 28 – Hanson
Chapter 29 – Lacey
Chapter 30 – Hanson
Chapter 31 – Hanson
Chapter 32 – Hanson
Epilogue
Chapter 1 – Katie
Chapter 2 – Katie
Chapter 3 – Damien
Chapter 4 – Katie
Chapter 5 – Damien
Chapter 6 – Katie
Chapter 7 – Damien
Chapter 8– Katie
Chapter 9 – Damien
Chapter 10 – Katie
Chapter 11 – Damien
Chapter 12 – Katie
Chapter 13– Damien
Chapter 14 – Katie
Chapter 15 – Damien
Chapter 16 – Katie
Chapter 17 – Damien
Chapter 18 – Katie
Chapter 19 – Damien
Chapter 20 – Katie
Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Chapter 1 – Garrett
Chapter 2 – Carolina
Chapter 3 – Garrett
Chapter 4 – Carolina
Chapter 5 – Carolina
Chapter 6 – Carolina
Chapter 7 – Carolina
Chapter 8 – Carolina
Chapter 9 – Carolina
Chapter 10 – Garrett
Chapter 11 – Garrett
Chapter 12 – Carolina
Chapter 13 – Carolina
Chapter 14 – Carolina
Chapter 15– Carolina
Chapter 16 – Carolina
Chapter 17 – Garrett
Chapter 18 – Carolina
Chapter 19 – Carolina
Chapter 20– Carolina
Chapter 21 – Garrett
Chapter 22 – Carolina
Chapter 23 – Carolina
Chapter 24 – Garrett
Chapter 25 – Carolina
Chapter 26 – Garrett
Chapter 27 – Carolina
Chapter 28 – Carolina
Chapter 29 – Carolina
Chapter 30 – Carolina
Chapter 31 – Carolina
Chapter 32 – Carolina
Chapter 33 – Carolina
EPILOGUE
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Nanny Wanted: A Virgin & Billionaire Secret Baby Romance
Copyright 2017 by Eva Luxe and Juliana Conners; All Rights Reserved.
Cover by Cosmic Letterz.
Table of Contents
Dedication
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Chapter 1 – Willow
Chapter 2 – Willow
Chapter 3 – Darien
Chapter 4 – Darien
Chapter 5 – Willow
Chapter 6 – Willow
Chapter 7 – Willow
Chapter 8 – Darien
Chapter 9 – Darien
Chapter 10 – Darien
Chapter 11 – Darien
Chapter 12 – Willow
Chapter 13 – Willow
Chapter 14 – Darien
Chapter 15 – Darien
Chapter 16 – Willow
Chapter 17 – Willow
Chapter 18 – Willow
Chapter 19 – Darien
Chapter 20 – Darien
Chapter 21 – Darien
Chapter 22 – Willow
Chapter 23 – Willow
Chapter 24 – Willow
Chapter 25 – Willow
Chapter 26 – Darien
Chapter 27 – Darien
Chapter 28 – Darien
Chapter 29 – Willow
Chapter 30 – Willow
Epilogue
Don’t Say a Word: A Bad Boy Secret Baby Romance
Chapter 1 – Hanson
Chapter 2 – Hanson
Chapter 3 – Lacey
Chapter 4 – Lacey
Chapter 5 – Hanson
Chapter 6 – Hanson
Chapter 7 – Lacey
Chapter 8 – Lacey
Chapter 9 – Hanson
Chapter 10 – Hanson
Chapter 11 – Lacey
Chapter 12 – Lacey
Chapter 13 – Lacey
Chapter 14 – Hanson
Chapter 15 – Hanson
Chapter 16 – Lacey
Chapter 17 – Hanson
Chapter 18 – Hanson
Chapter 19 – Hanson
Chapter 20 – Lacey
Chapter 21 – Lacey
Chapter 22 – Hanson
Chapter 23 – Hanson
Chapter 24 – Lacey
Chapter 25 – Lacey
Chapter 26 – Hanson
; Chapter 27 – Lacey
Chapter 28 – Hanson
Chapter 29 – Lacey
Chapter 30 – Hanson
Chapter 31 – Hanson
Chapter 32 – Hanson
Epilogue
Yes, Boss: A Bad Boy Office Romance
Please, Boss: A Bad Boy Office Romance
More, Boss: A Bad Boy Office Romance
Chapter 1 – Katie
Chapter 2 – Katie
Chapter 3 – Damien
Chapter 4 – Katie
Chapter 5 – Damien
Chapter 6 – Katie
Chapter 7 – Damien
Chapter 8– Katie
Chapter 9 – Damien
Chapter 10 – Katie
Chapter 11 – Damien
Chapter 12 – Katie
Chapter 13– Damien
Chapter 14 – Katie
Chapter 15 – Damien
Chapter 16 – Katie
Chapter 17 – Damien
Chapter 18 – Katie
Chapter 19 – Damien
Chapter 20 – Katie
Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Knock Me Up, Boss: A Bad Boy Secret Baby Office Romance
Chapter 1 – Garrett
Chapter 2 – Carolina
Chapter 3 – Garrett
Chapter 4 – Carolina
Chapter 5 – Carolina
Chapter 6 – Carolina
Chapter 7 – Carolina
Chapter 8 – Carolina
Chapter 9 – Carolina
Chapter 10 – Garrett
Chapter 11 – Garrett
Chapter 12 – Carolina
Chapter 13 – Carolina
Chapter 14 – Carolina
Chapter 15– Carolina
Chapter 16 – Carolina
Chapter 17 – Garrett
Chapter 18 – Carolina
Chapter 19 – Carolina
Chapter 20– Carolina
Chapter 21 – Garrett
Chapter 22 – Carolina
Chapter 23 – Carolina
Chapter 24 – Garrett
Chapter 25 – Carolina
Chapter 26 – Garrett
Chapter 27 – Carolina
Chapter 28 – Carolina
Chapter 29 – Carolina
Chapter 30 – Carolina
Chapter 31 – Carolina
Chapter 32 – Carolina
Chapter 33 – Carolina
EPILOGUE
SEAL's Virgin: A Bad Boy Military Romance (Jensen’s Story)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
SEAL’s Magic Bullet (Epilogue/ Follow up Story)
Sneak Peek: Don’t Forget About Me: A Second Chance Amnesia Romance
Dedication
To all the girls, and guys, who fight for those they love.
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Chapter 1 – Willow
I hated this.
There was nothing worse I’d ever experienced in my entire life than having to visit my brother in the hospital. I didn’t even know— no one knew— whether Sam was going to pull through or not. Every time I came here, it was one big question mark with no answer in sight.
And yet, I loved my brother. I believed in him and wanted him to get better. So, I continued to come see him, even though being here was very difficult, to say the least.
The view of the hospital lobby loomed over me as people were coming and going, some on stretchers and some in wheelchairs.
Sam didn't deserve this fate— didn’t deserve to have to be here. My brother was big and loud and affectionate, and made a joke out of everything. He didn’t belong in a place like this, no matter how kind the nurses were or how cutting edge the technology was. He shouldn’t be lying still, with tubes running in and out of him, fighting for his life.
I swallowed my depression and gathered as much courage as I could, but I still dragged my feet as I entered the hospital and retraced my steps back up to his room for what felt like the thousandth time.
The elevator would've been easier, but I needed to keep myself in motion until I laid eyes on him. Elevators were starting to feel a little claustrophobic.
I got to his room and shoved through the door. “Sam, you wouldn’t believe this new—”
His bed was empty. Oh, God, what had happened?
"Nurse, nurse!" I ran to the small nurses’ station a few steps away from Sam’s door. "What happened to my brother? Why isn't he in his room?”
"Oh, Willow, calm down," the nurse said, getting up from her desk and hugging my shoulders.
Her tone and the way she kind of patted me on the back like I was a child let me know that everyone here was sick of how often I freaked out. But I couldn’t help it— I was known to speak my mind and be a little high strung and hyper no matter what the occasion, and who could blame me for being worried in such a situation? I was glad the nurses were kind but I was beginning to realize I was getting on their nerves.
"He's fine,” the nurse continued. “He was just moved to another room in the hospital."
I breathed a shaky sigh of relief and wiped my eyes.
The nurse took me to another station. While I stood to the side waiting, trying my very best to be patient— which certainly was not my strong suit— she leafed through some papers and clicked around on her computer.
Willow, stop being weak. You need to be strong. If something had happened, they would've called the family. Breathe. Sam will be fine. Then you can nag him again about his annoying tendency to leave the toilet seat up.
This wasn't fair. Sam was a good guy, and an awesome brother...when he didn't leave the bathroom a mess.
"Here we go, he's in the north wing of the hospital in room 24B. I'll take you there. It can get confusing trying to get over to that wing of the hospital."
She smiled at me, her humanity winning out— or maybe she was just happy to be getting rid of me— but either way, I was grateful.
I smiled back at her. "Thank you."
On our way over, the nurse started an idle chatter about her family. I guess it was to soothe my nerves. Every word she said went in one ear and out the other.
I tried to pay attention as she told me something about her plans for the weekend including a family barbeque, and then asking me what my plans were. I had tunnel vision, thinking that I would just be here all weekend, of course. All I cared about was my brother.
It was hard enough that Mom and Dad were too busy to come see him very much. But if I had to look out for him by myself, then I would. Lord knew he’d looked out for me often enough.
"Okay, we're in the north wing, and his room is right down the hall."
I ran ahead of her, counting the rooms as I passed each door.
There. I found it.
I waved at the nurse and she waved back, turning around to return to her station. Maybe she had never been annoyed with me, and it was all in my head. I seemed to be going crazy due to anxiety lately.
I pulled on the door and went inside
.
"Sam! There you are."
He didn't respond. I knew he was in a coma, but every time I spoke to him, I felt like he'd magically wake up and say something.
Wake up, please wake up soon.
I wiped the hair from his forehead to the side. The bruises were going down, and he looked peaceful. They said he wasn’t in any pain, and I clung to that reassurance. I'd die if I knew he was in pain.
I settled into the chair next to his bed, getting comfortable for a long visit.
"So, I wanted to let you know that I'm trying my hand at bar tending,” I said, taking his hand. “It's at this weird strip joint, but I'm not a stripper. I swear.”
His hand was warm, a good reminder that he was alive and could still come back to me.
"I don't make money like the dancers, but the pay is decent and the tips are too. I had to drop out of school though. Money has gotten tight with the family. But I’ll go back, okay? So don’t yell at me for dropping out. It’s just temporary."
I rubbed his hand and looked at the monitors and machines that were attached to him.
"We're suing that person who hit you," I said with a sniffle, "but the courts are taking their time. We're doing our best. You'll be fine though. And maybe we'll have a bigger house and you'll have your own bathroom to mess up as much as you want."
Who was I kidding? There was no way I could sit here and pretend I was Ms. Emotionless. I had a heart, and it was being stabbed repeatedly.
I wished I could've stopped him from going out that night. But how was I to know he would be hit?
I began humming, and then singing a song.
Don’t worry, be happy…
The song was as much for me as it was for him. I needed to remind myself that worrying didn’t do any good.
But as I continued to sing, I couldn’t help but smile, suppressing a giggle. It was a weird thing to be trying not to laugh in a hospital room, at one of my darkest hours. Yet it was also funny that I was singing, because Sam always used to tease me that I was tone deaf. When we were little he would yell, “NO SINGING” at me, and I would keep going, just to keep annoying him, which was my job as his sister.
It was a game we would play sometimes, on long car trips when we were bored, or while fishing down by the creek. He would tell me to stop singing because I would scare away the fish— they’d have to swim away from me because my voice was so bad. Or he’d tell Mom and Dad to kick me out of the car for subjecting everyone to my awful voice.
Even though it was a joke that was exaggerated out of proportion, I knew he was right— I couldn’t sing to save my life. But now I was hoping that I could sing to save his. I knew how ridiculous that sounded, but I had to focus on something to keep myself from going insane.
Suddenly, there were a few soft knocks at the door. I zipped my lips—another phrase Sam used to tell me to do while singing— and I turned around, to see a middle aged man in a three-piece suit strolling in.
