Title: Billion Dollar Love
Author: A collection of authors featuring Laura M. Baird et al
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Book Blurb:
Get ready for billionaire bad boys...
These eleven hand-picked stories are a delicious treat for romance lovers. The heroes are filthy rich, naughty, and need the right woman to show them that money can't buy love. Some have earned their fortunes legally, and others dominate the underground. One thing they have in common—when they finally fall in love, they fall hard.
Enjoy one story a day, or binge the entire anthology.
Stories:
Couture, Champagne & Little White Lies by Kait Gamble
The Billionaire’s Lost Love by Allegra Grey
Brewing Up Love with the Billionaire by Laura M. Baird
Trip by Lynn Burke
Bratva’s Angel by Winter Sloane
Naughty Billionaire by Sam Crescent
Sutter by Raven McAllan
Violet’s Vengeance by Tesla Storm
His Vengeful Heart by Beth D. Carter
Family Business by Rose Wulf
Not Today by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Excerpt From Brewing Up Love With the Billionaire by Laura M. Baird:
After depositing her coat, which had been necessary for the brisk October evening, Ivy ensured her unruly curls weren’t springing free of their clips and her mask was securely in place. She lifted the hem of her dress so as not to trip while negotiating the steps into the main event area. She slowly made her way around the displays, noticing a handful of other attendees admiring the art, while a few small groups huddled together quietly talking. Ivy had purposely arrived early in order to have a few moments with Sophie, wishing her the best before allowing her parents time to visit with their little girl. And walking freely was much more enjoyable when Ivy didn’t have to negotiate around hundreds of bodies.
She saved her sister’s work for last, wanting her incredible talent to be the last thing she viewed before the area became flooded with people. At that point, Ivy would be ready to duck out early. Skirting around a column that would lead to Sophie’s prints, she stopped short when she heard voices, hoping they would move on, allowing Ivy some privacy. But the longer she listened, the more she realized the viewers were bound to linger as they continued their debate.
“These pictures aren’t anything special even I couldn’t accomplish,” said a nasally female voice that sounded like her vocal cords had been raked across a cheese grater.
“I disagree, humbly, of course,” countered a man. “While anyone is certainly capable of snapping a photograph, this artist clearly has an eye as well as the heart for capturing the essence of the moment.”
Oh, Ivy liked this man immediately. Not only for defending her sister’s work, but for stating what Ivy herself felt was the epitome of Sophie’s talent. And it certainly didn’t hurt that his voice oozed with sexiness, its deep, stirring tone making her think of dirty whispers in the heat of passion.
Jeez! Horny much?
So it had been a while since her last sexual encounter. With a man. It was time to focus.
“Pfft, essence of the moment,” mocked the woman. “This one is simply a couple about to kiss. There’s nothing special about it. Especially that couple,” she said, lowering her voice, but not enough that Ivy couldn’t hear the comment.
Ivy bristled, hating to hear criticism for Sophie’s talent. She wondered about the couple in the picture she had yet to see and what on earth that woman meant. Just as she wanted to make her presence known, the man spoke out.
“You didn’t really just say that? Obviously, you’ve forgotten the theme of this event.”
“Yes, yes. My world, your world, our world. What a ridiculous name for an event,” the woman continued to scoff. “It certainly wasn’t my choice. And these masks we’re required to wear as if we’re all alike. How boring. It’s a good thing I had plenty of accessories.”
Ivy couldn’t really fault the woman on that point, as she, too, hated masks, but even she understood the importance of the premise for tonight.
“That’s the purpose of the event, to show no matter our differences, we’re all human beings, dealing with similar concerns. It’s not just about tolerance anymore, it’s about understanding, acceptance, and inclusion.”
“How very noble of you, but I will never understand nor condone a couple like that.”
“That couple is a beautiful representation of love in today’s society.”
“And what would you know about love? A man who romances a different woman every week? One whom the tabloids speculate about as if you are their favorite subject?”
Who are these people? Obviously, the man’s well-known if he’s featured in tabloids. Even if it isn’t under the best of circumstances. And this anal bitch? Why, I’d like to—
“They only see what they want to see,” the man countered. “Much like yourself. Which isn’t anything close to the truth.”
One more point in favor of sexy-voice-stranger.
The heavy sigh and tsking of the woman annoyed Ivy even more.
“Another quality you’d know nothing about,” she spat.
Okay, I’ve had enough of this!
“You wouldn’t know the truth if—” the evil wench began.
“It smacked you in the face?”
The wide-eyed shock from the woman in the obscenely bedazzled mask brought a smug smile to Ivy’s face as she approached the two, her heels suddenly clicking confidently on the marble. When she looked to the man, she could clearly see the corner of his mouth lift in an appealing grin. And while she couldn’t see his features due to the mask he wore, Ivy had no problem in discerning the intensity of his stare. Gray eyes churned with intrigue and interest as he scanned her from head to toe and back again before meeting her gaze, smiling even broader.
Buy Links:
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What’s your favorite activity to shake off the winter doldrums?
If I’m not shaking off the winter doldrums with reading or writing, hubby and I are catching up on movies or show marathons on Netflix or Amazon. A few of the shows we’re obsessed with are The Walking Dead and Ozark. Several more are on the list, such as Jack Ryan, Grace and Frankie, and The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel.
Why is your featured book a cure for the winter blues?
This anthology of which I’m a part contains quite a variety in its eleven stories; many from authors I’ve read myself and have loved their work. From playboys to MC members and more, these hot and sexy reads will definitely heat you up on a cold winter’s night.
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Runs March 1 – 31
Drawing will be held on April 1.
Author Biography:
Laura grew up shy and introverted, turning to reading and writing to occupy her time. After serving in the Army, then becoming a dental hygienist, she’s now pursuing her dream of being a published romance author. She pens stories ranging from heartwarming to erotic, sprinkled with humor, relatable issues, and satisfying endings. She’s enjoying life in the Pacific Northwest with her husband of thirty years, two sons, and a grandson. Laura and hubby hope to experience the adventures of travel, filling their passports with stamps from Canada, Scotland, Fiji, and New Zealand.
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