Nicole Snow

My “interview” with bosshole supreme was anything but normal. He picked the worst day ever to chase me off my favorite park bench. I retaliated with a spray of cinnamon latte all over his Italian shoes. Then—for some unholy reason—Magnus Heron offered me a job. Even his name sounds like a piece of work. Guess what? He is. But when you're single, broke, and barely surviving in Chicago, you hop on the gift horse offering a six-figure salary and ride. I picked the stallion on a one-way trip to hell. It's not the impossibly long hours working under Grump-zilla. It's not the fact that he's snarly, demanding, horribly rich, and chiseled. It's not even the pesky way he makes me blush every flipping time we're together. Mag is my boss. I'm his lowly assistant. Some rules are carved in stone. That's my mantra until we're sharing a sunset too beautiful for life. Alone with wandering lips, whispered secrets, and disaster in the making. The plan was simple: punch the clock, get paid, and keep hating my boss. What's the blueprint when the office grump brings me to my knees?

An Enemies to Lovers Romance

Office Grump

You know that awkward moment when your lava-hot boss says “marry me?” Not for love. Not for real. Not without a mammoth payoff. Of course, this fortune comes with a ginormous snag—Ward Brandt. Call me bananas. I must be short of a full bushel rejecting Chicago's finest billionaire. Who knew he was my boss when he crashed my worst date ever? Oh, but he found out. He swore I wasn't fit for Brandt Ideas, chewed me up, and spat me back out. I vowed I'd prove him wrong—and sabotage a metric ton of his coffee. Then tragedy strikes, upending his limitless ego. Guess who needs an image makeover to shore up the family business. Big fat hell no. King Snarlypants has a peanut-sized heart and a chip on his shoulder bigger than a redwood. Find another sucker, Ward-hole. Even if I agreed, my shields are up. No magnetic kisses. Zero butterflies. Nix the blushing when everyone gushes over what a “perfect couple” we'd be. Then again...it's just ninety days and mama needs a windfall. What's one little white wedding lie with a bossy grump built like a god?

Bossy Grump

An Enemies to Lovers Romance

Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow returns with a hilarious office romance where two archenemies who drive each other crazy pretend they're madly in love.

Strange men do funny things when you score the last cinnamon roll.
Sometimes he rages about the high crime of jacking his precious pastry.
Sometimes he offers you ludicrous bribes to buy it back.
And sometimes—after shattering your faith in humanity—you find out he's your new boss.

I'm not laughing.
My sweet tooth betrayed me and Lincoln Burns is one bad sugar rush.
A coldhearted grump. A mile-wide ego. An eligible bachelor who doesn't “do” dating.
Did I mention Mr. Congeniality runs a fashion empire with weddings in its sights?
Of course he does.
And, of course, weddings make me gag after my ex made my heart roadkill.

Every instinct I have screams run.
But money talks, and Lincoln's deep pockets roar.
One big fat bonus proposal lures me into his world.
Somehow, our vicious fights become vivid flirting.
His secrets thrill me in the worst ways.

Then he makes a second proposal.
Pretend we're engaged. Smile for pretty photos like we're soulmates. Dress up like we're actually getting married.
Oh, how I wish cinnamon rolls came with warnings.
It's all sticky sweet heaven until you catch feelings for the bossman from hell...

Full-length enemies-to-lovers romance loaded with uh-ohs. Office banter, pastry mischief, slow-burn spice, plus one bossy suit who might stop stomping around long enough to realize he's falling hopelessly in love.

One Bossy Proposal

"I inherited a freaking husband. Grandpa's will was a shocker: huge fortune, gorgeous ranch, and the best horse ever. The fine print? Marrying Mr. Grump-alicious. The man who's supposed to protect me from...what, exactly? That's what I hope to find out if Drake Larkin ever talks. I know what I'm in for the first time his glance tears me open. A broody enigma who's large and in charge. A mute who curls my toes when he barks a few words. A silly, shameful, is-this-real-life crush I can't afford. Did I mention our pretend marriage-rodeo lasts six damn months? Long enough to teach my heart cartwheels. Time enough to seal this madness with a kiss. Insane enough for secrets to slip - and sting. Grandpa's last wishes scare me. So do Drake's real motives. But it's my beast of a "husband" who makes ridiculous seem right. Have I found my knight? Does love have a prayer when life throws us a dragon?"--Fantasticfiction.com.

A Marriage Mistake Romance

Accidental Knight

Bossy. Heart of stone. Snarly mess next door. Send help before I'm prick-matized... My next big mistake has a name. Warren Ford. Best kept secret in this weird little town. An alpha's alpha. Spartan abs. Too blunt for everybody's good. Moody, broody, mysterious, and totally up in my business. I thought Heart's Edge would be safe. No two timing exes. No pink slips. No hulking, loud, inked up - Oh. Right. Leave it to a badass to bring the drama piping hot. Then he goes and saves a cat who means the world to my little niece. Making me a mushy little puddle of wishes. Wishing I didn't know his savage kiss like my own reflection. Or how erasing tears must be his superpower. Wishing I'd never poked his scary past. Or heard him growl when he swears it's not our future. There's no way this works. He's no white knight. I'm no princess. I need to go. He says stay. Even our sheet-ripping nights can't work miracles. Only an answer as the danger closes in. Is Warren my perfect slice of hero?

No Perfect Hero

I've caught a raging case of bosshole. Signing on as a company driver for Brandt Ideas felt like a dream. Big-girl salary. Stellar benefits. Glorious people—minus one. Nicholas Brandt was put on Earth to drive me insane. Of course, he's my bossman. He spent the first month mistaking me for a dude. Then he “apologized” with the grace of a drunken moose. A perfect grump with a brutal reputation. A heart-thief sculpted like a fallen angel. A master at making me question all of my life decisions. Why is it always the terrible ones who make a girl tingle? The longer I'm stuck with Satan in endless Chicago traffic, the faster he wears me down. When he needs a “date” at this rich-people charity dance, I crack. I say yes. I kiss my incurable, broken, off-limits boss—and God help me, I like it. I invite disasters fated to rip my heart out. And just when Nick Brandt can't cut my life into tinier confetti, the unthinkable does. Guess who wants to save me. Now guess how much barbed wire I've got to keep Mr. Anti-Perfect in exile...

Perfect Grump

One Bossy Dare

I'm SO over that gorgeous, scary, heartbreaking man who hates my guts. I'm just counting on him to save my life. Never, ever fall for your brother's hot older friend. I flunked the test the instant I laid eyes on Landon Strauss. Tall. Ripped. Commanding. Irresistibly alpha. He gave a damn like no one else did. His soul-searing eyes saw me, not just a nerd girl next door. I had my idol, my destiny, and names for our future kids picked. Then I read Landon's little black book. One nosy peek exposed the shock of a lifetime. His confession. His pain. His plan. The sweet boy I loved was gone. Hero-turned-villain-turned-bad-memory overnight. Five years later, an insane slip of fate puts us under the same roof. Sweet closure, I think. I almost forget he hates me. I almost think we'll talk like normal adults. I don't expect the shirtless behemoth who comes barreling through my door. Landon's grown up. All snarls, testosterone, and lethal chemistry. We're in trouble, he says. Oh, Landon. Oh, baby, don't I know it? From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow - a tale of two hearts torn, stomped, and dragged through the mud. An uber-alpha protector bent on reclaiming his nerd next door. Full length romance novel with a Happily Ever After worth a "hell yeah."

Still Not Over You

"Accidentally his. Fun fact: Fate is a four letter word. A perfect stranger just kissed away the worst day of my life. Emphasis on perfect. Hunter Forsythe is so far out of my league I can't even buy tickets. And now he's insta-date to my stuck up sister's wedding?! Brace for everything to go hilariously wrong. But my mysterious new hero is no flipping joke. Rich as sin. Knockout eyes. A snarlypants single dad. Muscle, muscle everywhere. Too good for the quiet baker girl no one ever noticed. Then I find out what - and who - put him up to this insanity. I'm so mad I could spit nails. Imagine my surprise when Romeo keeps coming. Hear my door slamming in his face. Witness my jaw hanging when he starts wooing me for real. Dream dates, family dinners, and soul-branding nights. I'm in full Juliet mode before I see the crack in his world. The longing. The loss. The secrets. The danger. Does love even fit in Hunter's jagged heart? Or is a Shakespearean tragedy in our stars? From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow - a tale of pretend love turned way too real. See the sparks fly when tight wound alpha protector gets a taste of his ultimate Sugar and Spice. Full length romance novel with a Happily Ever After roller coaster!"--Publisher's description.

Accidental Romeo: A Marriage Mistake Romance

An unexpected Romeo rescues Gracie with a "fake fiancée" scheme.

A Small Town Romance

The Romeo Arrangement

The red hot stranger who just saved my bacon might be the end of me. Blake Silverton could sweet talk an angel into sin. Fierce small-town fire chief. Rough velvet voice. Drop dead gorgeous. Don't even get me started on the tortured single dad thing. Wintering in Heart's Edge wasn't a choice when my van went kaboom! Neither is gawking at the human bulldozer who keeps charging to my rescue. If only we could stop butting heads over...everything. But I can tame a grumpasaurus in my sleep. Oh, I'm hardly obsessed. I'm not tuning into his radio love line every single night. That charred lump of coal he calls a heart isn't that fascinating. I can handle one itsy bitsy insta-wildfire kiss. Those fires some deranged punk keeps setting around town, though... Maybe I need a hero after all. He insists on playing house to protect me. Being under Blake's roof isn't scary. But when the heart falls hard for damaged goods? It's out of the frying pan and into the fire.

No Damaged Goods

Pretend engaged. Total opposites. So wrong it hurts.Now let's pretend he isn't driving me insane...I'm on my last nerve.And I'm supposed to marry him to save my skin.Riker Woods might be God's hottest contradiction.Perfectly damaged. Stubborn soul. Moth to flame gaze.Single dad. Fierce protector. Kind...when he thinks no one's looking.Then along came little old me.The pesky fianc

Still Not Yours

Just friends? Is a peach pie to the face “just” a little mishap? I know what I felt the day Quinn Faulkner saved me from death by dessert. My best friend was always The One. The Impossible. Older. Flawless. Brutally gorgeous. A small-town prince of summer crushes. Leagues above a tag-along dance nerd like me. Years later, my uncle needs a goat wrangler. I just need an escape. What better way to flee a cheating ex and dumpster fire career? What better way to collide with the boy who got away? And now he's an atrociously hot, mysterious, overprotective beast. Breathe in. Breathe out. I'm grown up now. Unmoved by his slayer charms and heart-stompy memories. I can't stay to unravel his darkness—or savor his vows to protect me. We're safely platonic. Until the Ferris wheel incident. Then we're alone with a tension so thick you can chew it. Quinn kisses me like no tomorrow. Truly. Madly. All in. I wanted to piece my life back together. Will shattering the best friend zone leave us whole or heartbroken?

The Best Friend Zone

Accidentally engaged. Then he dared me to make it real. It was one freaking kiss with a stranger. I wasn't looking for a hero the day Brent Eden charged into my life. He saw a damsel in distress facing humiliation. We played pretend. Swore I was his. Baited sweet chaos. Blew apart everything. My dating disaster? Gone. Our kiss? Electric. Divine. Toe-curling. His mistake? Oh, boy. Dropping the ultimate bomb: fiancé. Especially when my gossipy cousin tells the whole family. Forget how he's badass personified. The ink. The leather. The abs. The smirk. The lightning eyes and the growl I can't resist. Nothing changes the fact that he's my favorite student's father. I'm risking it all for this charade. And I'm losing. The closer we get, the deeper I fall. The louder he vows to protect me. The more we come undone. Even my questions have questions. What if I'm not the only one who needs saving? What if our marriage mistake gets way too real? From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow - two hearts, one lie, and no mercy! Plus a damaged single dad who just can't let his Not Fiancée go. Full length romance novel with everything Happily Ever Afters are made of.

Accidental Hero

HE BOUGHT A WIFE. I BOUGHT INTO MAKE BELIEVE... ERIN Cinderella had it easy. I'm lying to millions of people, and it's all Silas' fault. Yes, that Silas. Billionaire. Prince. Scandals galore. Downright royal b*stard. Everything that screams run. If only it weren't for his rock hard edges and wild tattoos, tempting anything female on all seven continents. But I don't care about his looks. Really. Our deal is simple. He needs a pretty little lie, a wife to cover up his dirty deeds. I need a fortune to buy the treatment that just might save my father's life. Match made in hell? Totally, and I'm going to make it work. No, I'm not stupid. I'm not getting played by this billionaire prince. Forget his banter, his charms, the rumors I've heard about his ridiculously over-sized...ego. What's that phrase he teases me with - Prince with benefits? Not in a billion years. Yes, I'll lie for him. But I swear, my panties are absolutely, positively not melting every time I imagine his kiss... SILAS It's almost perfect. An engagement with an American girl, desperate as she is beautiful. Anything goes with Erin, except one rule. Her body's off limits. She's joking, right? Charming any girl I want into my bed doesn't mean a thing when there's only one on my mind. I want Miss Make Believe. My fake, sassy, sexy fiancee. She, who says 'no, ' and makes me so obsessed I'm about to trade in my designer suit for a straitjacket. I convinced her to wear my ring, easy. I'll get her clothes off next. Show her what the world's most infamous player does when he's on fire. Then I'll move on. No more playing castle. I'll have my Princess with benefits on her knees, treating me like royalty... This is a standalone romance novel packed with broody billionaire alpha male lovin' fit for a royal! No cliffhanger, HIGH heat advisory, and no apologies. Happily Ever After? Always.

A Billionaire Royal Romance

Prince With Benefits

"You know the drill. Big hands, big feet, humongous--Yikes. We're not going there for the thousandth time. I've got small-town problems aplenty and zero time for Paxton "Alaska" Charter. Crushing on smokeshow men with caveman vibes can't end well. Sure, he saved my little coffee shop from total ruin once. Yes, my ovaries melt watching single dad of the century with his little boy. Of course, I'd sleep like a baby if I let him work his former SEAL hero magic on my mess. That's not why I'm freaking out. Nobody told me how devastatingly kind Alaska can be. Or the fact that his stubborn heart's even more guarded than mine. If he comes barreling into my life, it's certain doom. And it's all thrown to the wind the day his kiss claims me. We have to say goodbye. Right now. Before it's too late. He can't keep sheltering my body, stealing my heart, and igniting my soul. I won't drag this gentle giant down my abyss of ugly secrets. But Alaska has other plans--and they scare me. Because they all involve impossible happily ever afters, no matter the cost." - back cover.

No Gentle Giant

Accidentally hitched. Cue the sweet insanity. Waking up next to the world's hottest stranger is my first red flag. The huge rock on my finger? Hint number two I'm head-over-heels in trouble. I'm hair-on-fire freaked by the marriage certificate. Then I sit down with Noah Bernard, my mysterious new "husband." He talks a good game. Easy, when he'd put Hercules to shame. Olympian abs. Defiant growl. Come-to-mama eyes. Mammoth freaking ego. I almost wish I remembered our honeymoon. But I need answers. Not more secrets. I came to Reno to reinvent myself. What's a pretend wife to do with a tight-lipped temporary badass? Sweet revenge, for one. Like the day my two-timing ex hears I've landed Mr. Perfect. Hello, unintended consequences. After Noah finds out, there's no hiding the truth. I know why there's this darkness in his eyes. I learn how bad my lips can ache for one more kiss. I see him face down hell itself. Protecting me. I keep asking the inevitable: what if the divorce papers can't undo love? From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow - a marriage mistake rocks two battered hearts home. Snarly alpha hero, full of secrets, eager to protect his little firecracker. Full length romance novel with a jaw-dropping Happily Ever After.

Accidental Protector

Damaged Grump

"Pinch me. I can't believe I'm working under him. Dr. Gray Caldwell. Hottest, swooniest, stormiest bachelor ever. Insanely tall. Unfair perfection. Intimidating abs and X-ray glares. Doc puts the animal back in veterinarian."--Cover, page [4].

No Good Doctor

I NEED A WIFE TO SAVE MY DAUGHTER. SHE NEEDS MY MAGIC. I loved her like a sister forever ago. Before life served us tragedy with a bitter cherry on top. Before I learned love isn't a damn fairy tale. Before I became a single dad. Protecting my little girl is all I still care about. Kendra is my lifeline if she'll just play along. Her job is easy. Wear my ring. Turn my scowl into a family man's smile. Help save my daughter from a scorched earth custody fight. She gets the Cinderella treatment in return. My money, my mansion, my reputation. I'll put the glass slippers she's slaving over on main street and bend the world to her designer genius. Simple. Painless. Mutual. If only she was the shy thing I remembered, and I wasn't the same red-blooded maniac who wanted her under me years ago. My wall of ice isn't working like it should. Not when we trade barbs that make me throb. Not when I grab her hair. Not when I can't decide if I want to push her away, or drink those lips in an unending kiss. Complicated. Messy. Cruel. That's our crazy truth. This madness ends one way: Cinderella undone, or me in stitches. This book may cause frantic overheating and an ugly cry or two. Complete full length standalone romance novel. Alpha male abundance. Happily Ever After like a rainbow at the end of the storm. Find out why Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow makes readers swoon!

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