Isla Olsen

Heath It's a classic story: Boy meets girl, girl breaks boy's heart, boy pretends to be gay to get back at girl, girl outs boy to everyone on Facebook... Okay, maybe it's not that classic. But it's what happened to me. When I bump into my cheating ex and catch sight of the moon-sized rock on her finger, there's only one option to save face: pretend to be dating my gay best friend, Declan. And when she outs me on Facebook and everyone I know sees it, there's still only one option: keep pretending to be dating Declan. And when Declan and I have to kiss to keep up the ruse and it turns out there's actually a spark between us (more like a blazing inferno, if truth be told) there's once again only one option... Warning: this book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn't like laughing, anyone who doesn't like dogs, or anyone who doesn't like hot men having a lot of sex...with each other. *Happily Ever After included

Fake it 'til You Make Out

Blake At 43 I'm supposed to have everything figured out, and if you'd asked me six months ago I'd have said I did: head of my own tech company, beautiful fiancée, amazing future all planned out...life was perfect. Or, at least, I thought it was... So now I'm in New York after selling my company and fleeing San Jose, and for the first time in as long as I can remember I have nothing to fill my day--no meetings, no reports, no tests, no launch parties--and that's how I manage to get hooked on Warpath 4 and somehow find myself sexting with a guy almost twenty years younger than me. Say what? Okay, here's the thing: it didn't start out dirty. It was all completely tame. Mild. Conversational. But then conversation turned to flirting, and flirting turned to dirty talk. And, well...let's just say things escalated from there... But it's just a bit of fun. Right? It's not like anything would ever work in real life. I'm too old, he's still closeted. And let's not get started on how I'm supposedly straight. It's just way too messy. Definitely best if we never actually meet each other... But what if we already have? Turns out my virtual f*ck buddy is actually Owen Kelly, my best friend's kid brother. Which leaves me pretty much screwed... Warning: This book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn't like laughing, anyone who doesn't like the word 'daddy', or anyone who doesn't like when hot older guys and gorgeous younger guys have a hella lot of super-steamy sex. *Happily Ever After included

Virtually Screwed

P.S. I Loathe You

Jamie It's not exactly what I'd call the ideal situation--being introduced to your bio-dad's best mate only to realize he's the sexy older guy you hooked up with a couple of weeks ago--but it's also not the worst thing to ever happen in history. The way I see it, this is fate. The universe is throwing Shay Kelly in my path again because it knows how much I've been dying for another shag with him. I have four weeks before I need to go back to London, and I know exactly how I'd like to spend that time. And fortunately for me, Shay's just as keen for a repeat or ten as I am. All we need is a few ground rules to keep this little fling in check... Rule One: It's temporary Makes sense--neither of us do the long-term bit. And it's not like we can continue with this once I move back to London. Rule Two: No dates, just sex Easy peasy--sex is the best part of dating anyway. Rule Three: We keep it between us Perfect--sneaking around and concocting elaborate lies is a right turn on. Rule Four: No falling in love Love? Me? In four weeks? There's a better chance of me inventing the solution to climate change. Warning: this book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn't like laughing, anyone who doesn't like British slang, and anyone who doesn't like smokin' hot older guys and sexy red-haired twinks having lots of sex and trying not to fall in love. *Happily Ever After included

Crazy Little Fling

Two Men and a Baby

Can't Get You Out of My Bed

Hopeless Bromantics

Clean Slate

Mr. Big Shot

Web of Lies

Rule of Law

O Come, All Ye Kellys

And the Best Man Ran Away With the Groom

Three's a Crown

The King and Jai

Sex, Tries, and Videotape

Mr. Right Now

Jamie It’s not exactly what I’d call the ideal situation—being introduced to your bio-dad’s best mate only to realize he’s the sexy older guy you hooked up with a couple of weeks ago—but it’s also not the worst thing to ever happen in history. The way I see it, this is fate. The universe is throwing Shay Kelly in my path again because it knows how much I’ve been dying for another shag with him. I have four weeks before I need to go back to London, and I know exactly how I’d like to spend that time. And fortunately for me, Shay’s just as keen for a repeat or ten as I am. All we need is a few ground rules to keep this little fling in check… Rule One: It’s temporary Makes sense—neither of us do the long-term bit. And it’s not like we can continue with this once I move back to London. Rule Two: No dates, just sex Easy peasy—sex is the best part of dating anyway. Rule Three: We keep it between us Perfect—sneaking around and concocting elaborate lies is a right turn on. Rule Four: No falling in love Love? Me? In four weeks? There’s a better chance of me inventing the solution to climate change. Warning: this book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn’t like laughing, anyone who doesn’t like British slang, and anyone who doesn’t like smokin’ hot older guys and sexy red-haired twinks having lots of sex and trying not to fall in love. *Happily Ever After included

Will Turning up on the first day of a job you desperately need to discover you’ve already slept with your billionaire boss? Yeah, that’s a bit of a conundrum. Learning he’s a closeted bisexual currently embroiled in a—by all accounts bogus—sexual harassment scandal? That’s more of a fiasco. But having to sit outside the office of one of the sexiest men alive, day in, day out, knowing there’s no chance of a repeat? That’s what I’d call a disaster. My sexy-as-hell boss, Spencer Cox, has one rule: no messing around with the employees. And seeing as how I can’t afford to give up this job, that kind of puts me between a rock and a hard place. A very hard place if you get my meaning… The way things are going, I’ll be lucky to survive in this job a month. The Suits & Sevens series spins off from the Love & Luck series, however it is not necessary to have read the Love & Luck books before reading Mr. Big Shot

Mr Big Shot

Blake At 43 I’m supposed to have everything figured out, and if you’d asked me six months ago I’d have said I did: head of my own tech company, beautiful fiancée, amazing future all planned out...life was perfect. Or, at least, I thought it was… So now I’m in New York after selling my company and fleeing San Jose, and for the first time in as long as I can remember I have nothing to fill my day—no meetings, no reports, no tests, no launch parties—and that’s how I manage to get hooked on Warpath 4 and somehow find myself sexting with a guy almost twenty years younger than me. Say what? Okay, here’s the thing: it didn’t start out dirty. It was all completely tame. Mild. Conversational. But then conversation turned to flirting, and flirting turned to dirty talk. And, well…let’s just say things escalated from there… But it’s just a bit of fun. Right? It’s not like anything would ever work in real life. I’m too old, he’s still closeted. And let’s not get started on how I’m supposedly straight. It’s just way too messy. Definitely best if we never actually meet each other... But what if we already have? Turns out my virtual f*ck buddy is actually Owen Kelly, my best friend’s kid brother. Which leaves me pretty much screwed… Warning: This book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn’t like laughing, anyone who doesn’t like the word ‘daddy’, or anyone who doesn’t like when hot older guys and gorgeous younger guys have a hella lot of super-steamy sex. *Happily Ever After included

Isla Olsen

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