Mr. Big Shot becomes Mr. Big Love and then Mr. Big Daddy in the Mr. Big Shot Collection. Luke and Alexa meet in the strangest of accidental circumstances, then fall in love and fight for their happy ever after against vengeful exes and meddling families. The collection includes the first 3 books in the series.
The Mr. Big Shot Complete Collection includes all four books in the Mr. Big Series of new adult billionaire romance novels by USA Today bestselling author, S. E. Lund. From Mr. Big Shot: It all started so innocently, but sometimes the biggest moments in your life start with the smallest events… The email dropped into my mailbox about nine thirty on Tuesday night. I opened it, surprised to see that the email had been sent to a mailbox and email address I hadn't used for ages. To: [email protected] Reply-To: [email protected] Re: Emergency Hey, is this Sexy Lexi? I got your email from John. I have a 9-1-1, and need your services. Big family dinner on Saturday at the ballroom, Cipriani Wall Street, and will be surrounded by family and business associates. John said you were really high class and brainy. In other words, not your usual escort. If you're available, wear something amazing but conservative. John showed me the menu. I'll take a standard date with no add-ons. The usual conditions apply. Cheers, MBS "Oh, my God…" "What?" Candace, my BFF, my partner in crime and the one person who could talk me into almost anything, glanced over my shoulder and read the email on the screen. "He thinks you're and escort and wants you to attend a family dinner? What kind of jerk invites an escort to a family dinner?" "A big one." I chewed a nail and considered. "Should I write him back?" She smiled, an evil gleam in her eyes. How many times had the girl got me in trouble? Luckily, I emerged from my teenage years alive, relatively unscathed, and without a criminal record, but only just barely. So, I should have known to trust my own gut. But I didn't… Now, I have to give the performance of my life and play an escort to one of Manhattan's hottest young billionaires so I can tell the story to my girlfriends at brunch on Sunday. When the performance starts to feel too real, will I get out with my heart intact? Will I want to?
It all started so innocently, but sometimes the biggest moments in your life start with the smallest of events… The email dropped into my mailbox about nine thirty on a Tuesday night. I opened it, surprised to see that the email had been sent to a mailbox and email address I hadn’t used for ages. To: [email protected] Reply-To: [email protected] Re: Emergency Hey, is this Sexy Lexi? I got your email from John. I have a 9-1-1, and need your services. Big family dinner on Saturday at the ballroom, Cipriani Wall Street, and will be surrounded by family and business associates. John said you were really high class and brainy. In other words, not your usual escort. If you’re available, wear something amazing but conservative. John showed me the menu. I’ll take a standard date with no add-ons. The usual conditions apply. Cheers, MBS “Oh, my God…” I was in awe that anyone could write an email and use an email address like that. “It’s from – get this – Mr. Big Shot 69. You won’t believe what this jerk wrote.” Candace, my BFF, my partner in crime and the one person who could talk me into almost anything, glanced over my shoulder and read it on the screen. "He thinks you're an escort and wants you to attend a family dinner? What kind of jerk invites an escort to a family dinner?" I chewed a nail and considered. "Should I write him back?" She smiled, an evil gleam in her eyes. How many times had the girl got me in trouble? Luckily, I emerged from my teenage years alive, relatively unscathed, and without a criminal record, but only just barely. So, I should have known to trust my own gut. But I didn’t… Now, I have to give the performance of my life and play an escort to one of the hottest young billionaires in Manhattan so I can tell the story to my girlfriends at brunch on Sunday. When the performance starts to feel too real, will I get out with my heart intact? Will I want to?
Increasingly disturbed by her inability to uncover the true identity of an old friend, New Orleans private investigator and poet Talba Wallis takes on a suspicious new client and encounters an ugly secret in the small town of Clayton, Louisiana.
He always gets his way...until he meets his match. “I need you back. Now.” —William Walker I can’t believe I’m letting my ex-boss talk me into working for him again. He’s arrogant. Domineering. He gets under my skin in ways I don’t want to admit. When I quit, it felt great! But now, seeing the big, bad billionaire rendered helpless by a baby, I give in to his demand. And I’m worried it won’t be the last time... —India Crowley
Mr Big is strong, Mr Big is tough, Mr Big is . . . well . . . BIG! He has just one small problem - because of the way he looks he just can't get people to stick around. How can he show them that although he may look a little scary, he is just a great big softy inside? With his trademark bold colour and masterful graphic simplicity, Ed Vere sensitively and humorously tackles the universal and current subject of inclusion, reminding the reader that to get to know someone you need to look beyond their exterior. This is the third picture book from an exciting new talent, whose previous titles The Getaway and Banana have received great critical acclaim.
Mr. Big Shot becomes Mr. Big Love as Alexa and Luke's relationship deepens. The road to true love never runs straight and old enemies and new threats arise to challenge their commitment to each other.
Over a hundred Canadians "got away with murder" until an undercover police officer tricked them into confessing. Learn about the controversial "Mr. Big" police tactic that catches the guilty and occasionally traps the innocent.
Be careful who you spill your secrets to...Some women just have it — that combination of stunning looks and sexual confidence that brings men to their knees.Not me.My last boyfriend once fell asleep while we were … you know. Not my proudest moment.And my crush on my hot, arrogant and oh-so-unattainable CEO? Never going to happen.But one night, after too much wine, I find myself online, creating a profile for a sex kitten called SweetVixen. Safe behind my computer screen, I’m suddenly the seductive goddess of my wildest imagination.Next thing I know, I’ve spent a month sharing every filthy fantasy I’ve ever had with a man I know only as Mister Bigshot. A man who can make my toes curl with just a few keystrokes. A man who brings new meaning to the eggplant emoji.A man who now wants to meet in person.Dressed in my rarely-used little black dress and heels higher than my expectations, I gather my courage and cross the restaurant toward the stranger who’s been teasing me mercilessly all month.But then I come to a dead stop. Right in the middle of the restaurant. Frozen in place like a deer in the candlelight.Because the man sitting there waiting on me is no stranger.The man I’ve bared everything to — and I do mean everything — is none other than my hot, arrogant, and oh-so-unattainable CEO.Mister Bigshot is … my boss.And trust me, there’s no emoji for the way he’s looking at me right now ...