Ruby Emhart

I accidentally married my best friend’s brother in Vegas. Now I’m pregnant. “Three million dollars. Going once, twice. SOLD!” “To the tall gentleman in the back.” A bachelorette auction, a blurry night in the city of Sin. Wickedly hot stranger in my bed and, A huge rock on my finger. WTF! I’m married? Shocked, I fled the city with my dirty little secret. A week later... My BFF invited me to her welcome home party. In walks Mason Russell, a certified playboy billionaire. Turns out, he’s not only my Vegas husband, but my best friend’s brother. The plan was to end the facade but, His seductive green eyes and bulging biceps have me melting into his arms. He’s a bachelor that can’t be tamed, but What will happen when I tell him he’s going to be a daddy?

She agreed to play my fake fianc é e, But she’s about to get the real deal. Harper Willis is a total package. Smart, sassy and damn , she knows how to handle a hot rod . I can’t shake the feeling of her thighs on my shoulders. Her taste on my lips. And her sweet nectar on my body. When she turns up at my place for a job, I make her an offer. “Be my fake fiancée.” I get my inheritance. She enjoys a sweet payout. Now that she’s by my side. She sees the ruthless, darker side of me and my sick world. Despite my tough exterior, she’s tearing down my walls. I run the effing mafia but she holds my heart. The more I crave her, the farther she runs. Oh, Bunny! You can run but I will chase you to the edge of the world. Until I make you mine. Especially now that you are carrying my baby .

Hook up with daddy’s best friend was an accident. What happened next was just...oops. He swooped in and saved me from a face plant. Then left me with two Disheveled hair. And a bombshell in my belly. Four years later, he’s my new boss. Dr Banks. Piercing gray eyes, stacked muscles, and a force to be reckoned. Thankfully, I know better not to fall for his charm. But his woodsy scent and his lips make my head spin. My heart skips a beat and I give in. His expert hands wrapped around my body. His talented tongue giving me the best “o”s of my life. Just then, The door flings open, “Dad?” I shout. How did I get myself into this bloody mess? Falling for dad’s best friend was not my plan. Will he break my heart when I reveal my 3-year-old secret…our daughter!

I was pumped and dumped by a grump. Now he’s my bossy client and father of my baby. I wasn’t looking for trouble, I was just celebrating my new job. Or, was I… I met a tattooed Greek god in a leather jacket with glacial eyes. Sculpted by angels yet aura of a demon. He thundered my night and left without a trace. Days later... My clinic assigned me a billionaire client. It's Tucker flipping Harris! Gosh, he’s intolerable. But, sinfully irresistible. When his lips curl into a devious grin, I mindlessly obey his command. And greedily indulge in every inch of his chiseled muscles. Now, I’m about to tell him something very 1. I’m falling recklessly in love with him. 2. He is off limits and I can’t lose my job. 3. Oh, BTW he's about to be a daddy.

Mysterious stranger that took my v-card turned out be my betrothed. I’m planning to run, but now I’m having his baby. Sleeping with a man of my choosing is forbidden. And would piss off Daddy, but that's exactly what I did. I gave myself to a scorching hot stranger. And he gifted me a night to remember. Later I find out that he’s Marcello DeLuca. Bossy, possessive, and dangerous AF. Not only is he keeping me from my dream business. But he’s the one I’m arranged to marry. His wicked world sends shivers down my spine. Just as I plot my escape, his velvety, deep voice ropes me in. A slight brush of his skin makes my body tingle with desire. And leaves me begging for more. Even then, if he thinks I’m going to walk down the aisle for him, he better think again. Until… I find out his baby is growing inside me.</i<

One magical kiss under the mistletoe and I end up pregnant. I attended a holiday masquerade to celebrate my new job. And bumped into a scorching hot, blue-eyed stud in a custom designer suit. His chiseled jawline grips my attention. His growl, irresistible. One kiss and this good girl gives into a naughty night on a balcony. Poof, like a Christmas ghost…he’s gone. Week later, my masked stranger turns out to be my grumpy billionaire boss. He’s impatient and intolerable. Uh! A total killjoy. This grinch is threatening to fire me unless I pretend to be his girlfriend. It’s Christmas and his offer comes with perks. I know he has no intentions of changing his bachelor status. But the more we fake it, the deeper I fall. It’s almost Christmas Eve and our pretend comes to an end. Will he leave my stocking empty and me heartbroken? And, what will happen when I tell him he’s about to become a daddy!

Getting fake engaged to your boss could be a terrible mistake. Especially, when he’s your best friend’s dad. My grumpy boss is a sinfully hot doctor and a silver fox. His deep blue eyes and bulging biceps tempt me. Nearly twice my age, he’s my best friend’s dad. He needs to shake off a stalker and ask me to be his fake fiancée. I should’ve said “No” but, “Yes” slipped out. Now half of the house was supposed to be mine. Yet, we end up sharing the kitchen, the pool, and the bedrooms. Lavish parties, days at the beach, and hot steamy nights are all fun. But, I didn’t expect to fall for him. My best friend knew we were faking it. Will she accept me when she finds out I’m pregnant by her dad?

I ran into my bosshole ex. The plan was to get a job, instead I got his baby in my belly. My bills are piling up and I got a job that offers quick cash. Fix a rich billionaire’s image and make him less playboy. Sure! I got this. That was until I found out he’s Stephan Sorrentino—my ex. He is obnoxious, stubborn, six-foot of steel with chiseled abs that are oh-so delicious. He tempts me with his touch, setting off all my heat sensors. He keeps slamming me against the wall, taking my every last breath, then crushing me with rejection. I have to resist his charm, his hungry eyes and finish this job. I'm a professional, darn it! That was the plan instead I buried myself in his mischiefs. Rumor mill is in overdrive and now I'm the scoop. I didn’t think it could get any worse. Until I’m left holding a stick with 2 lines—I’m pregnant!