Joanne Hollender

Sage Weston and Jacob Phillips met as children at Little Kitty Orphanage. They had the type of friendship that could weather any storm, and they vowed that they would always be there for each other. And then Jacob was adopted, and everything changed. At first, the letters were fast and furious, but then they stopped, and Sage was left all alone. Four years later, Sage and Jacob bump into each other at a college party. Sparks fly, daggers are drawn, and Sage wants nothing to do with Jacob or the bevy of women that seem to follow him everywhere he goes.

This is not the typical bad boy meets good girl story. Logan Martelli is a bad boy. He's handsome, sexy, and knows what he wants. He steals cars. He doesn't do relationships. And he has the hottest green eyes in River Valley. Maddie Wright is a good girl with a wild streak. She's confident, strong, and goes after whatever or whoever she wants. And Maddie wants Logan Martelli with a passion. One fateful night brings Logan and Maddie together and electricity sparks between them.

Hudson Blake Tattooed. Hot. My best friend's brother. Off-limits, except for that one night. That one night Cannot be spoken of. Cannot be thought of. Cannot allow myself to daydream. Daydream That I'm going to become someone. That he can see me as someone. Someone To love. To forget. To believe. To taste. To make me forget my everlasting sin once and for all.

When my boss asked me to write an article about online dating and, more specifically, the dos and don’ts of first dates, I expected it to be a mess. I hadn’t expected it to be a complete and utter disaster, though. How was I to know that I’d be paired up with arrogant, cocky, and “too handsome for his own good" Nolan Montgomery? Queen of First Dates is a hilarious stand-alone romantic comedy.

It was only meant to be one night. I wasn't meant to meet a handsome alpha billionaire like Grant Slate. I wasn't meant to work the bachelor party. I wasn't even a dancer, but I couldn't tell my best friend no. She said I wouldn't have to do anything I didn't want to do. And there was no way I was going to be giving any private dances. But when a man like Grant Slate asks you for a dance, you can't really say no. He's cocky, arrogant, dark, but he's also the most gorgeous, charismatic man I've ever met.