Bøger af Mickey Miller

Two hearts. One Wedding. Five Days. My name is Allison Jenkins and I need a fiancé for five days.I know how desperate that sounds, because it is. You see, after my college boyfriend and I broke up, he recovered swiftly, and is now - gasp - engaged to someone else. Our group of friends from college are going to Cancún for a five day destination wedding of our mutual friend this spring. All of my friends are bringing their husbands, fiancés, and/or boyfriends. So I'll be the single girl hanging out at the bar with all of the single aunts drinking margaritas. (Which doesn't sound too awful, by the way.) The awful part will be watching my ex flaunting his hot, new, younger fiancée in front of me. Basically, I need a plan - stat - so these five days don't suck. Enter my coworker, Jocko Brewer. Handsome playboy and charmer of the ladies. Number two sales rep in the entire company already - at age twenty-nine. And, surprisingly, the guy I get along with best in the office. Though, I have to admit, he is the definition - most times - of arrogance. If he's crazy enough to agree to my little Cancún plot and act like we're engaged, I'd be happy. But there's just a little teensy-weensy problem that happens when we're in Cancún. This fiancé role-playing bit?Well, we both start taking it just a wee bit too seriously. Who would have thought that so much could happen in five days?

Imagine: You arrive to college on the first day, ready to meet your roommate in the girl's dorm.A huge mistake puts you into the male dorm. Your roommate? He's DJ Dalton, football star and campus celebrity extraordinaire. You can look, but you can't touch. Because the prettiest packages come with the biggest consequences...Is he panty-meltingly handsome with an attitude to match? Sure.Do I accidentally fantasize about him one (okay, maybe two) times? Fine, I'm honest enough to admit it.None of that matters, because we're opposites in all the ways that are important for getting along as college roommates: He comes from a perfect life and old money. I come from a broken home and bowls of ramen.He's at Greene State to party. I'm here to study.He's a popular jock. I wouldn't be caught dead playing sports.To say we get off to a rocky start would be an understatement.Ironically, that's what causes our sizzling attraction to boil over one night. But even that comes at a price.Because our story has a twist neither of us could see coming.One that changes both of our lives, 'till death do us part.

#1 Sports Romance. #2 New Adult Romance. Top 18 in the Amazon StoreImpatient. Demanding. Sexy. Bossy.I hate my new boss.He's Everett Brewer: Football's smoking hot, superstar running back.When I signed on to be the NFL superstar's in home personal assistant, I had no idea what I was in for. Every one of his previous personal assistants quit after one week, max. After meeting him just once, I see why. He's brooding. Impatient. Demanding. And add in a little too sexy for his own good.His standards are ridiculously high. But I really need this job. We're at odds, but he doesn't know I'm halfway to finding out his secret, thanks to a note he scribbled on a napkin that I found.Could the man who hits harder than anyone else actually have a soft spot?I thought he would never drop his icy exterior and reveal his hot interior.Even superstars have a girl they change for.Turns out I'm that girl.Only problem is, I'm hiding a secret, too. And it's one he might not forgive me for. But falling in love is never easy. Especially with a man as complex as Everett Brewer.

#1 Amazon Bestselling Author Mickey Miller introduces a red-hot, brand new, billionaire romantic comedy.Have you heard the rumor about billionaire businessman Jack Wellington?No, not the one about the number of the zeros in his bank account.Or the unverified one the one about his special talent between the sheets.It's the one about Jack having a fling with his employee.That would be me, Amelia Hansen. Let's back up for a moment, though. Let me tell you what I know about Jack...Jack Wellington, Billionaire CEO: Rich as sin.Ripped as heaven.A god in bed.He's as ruthless as he is handsome. He fired me and didn't even think twice.So how did I end up having a fling with him?After a breakup, I needed a change, so I headed to Costa Rica for a yoga retreat.I came to clear my head and forget about men for a while.Instead? I met Jack. Our attraction was off the charts.It wasn't all instalove roses, and wedding bells, though.There was the time we started hooking up and a monkey-yes a real live monkey-started watching us. (Does that count as voyeurism?)Then there was the time we stayed up all night and started talking about a family, but my ex boyfriend reappeared to try to win me back.So Jack took me in the shower and marked his territory.This is the story about how I fell in love with the hot billionaire CEO who fired me.It was hate at first sight. Hate at First Sight is a 60,000 word, standalone romance with an HEA. Warning: it is dangerously hot and spicy!