Piper

"Lady Luck" 2019 Member 

The Casanovas. 

Twelve of the world’s most eligible bachelors are personally invited to take a seat on this exclusive, private match-making club. (Piper: Sharing is caring?)

The purpose? To find the perfect wife. Ten women are considered, but only one is chosen. Each of these men are after one lucky girl’s heart. Vetting these ladies is a year long event. Contests. Forms. Interviews. Demonstrations. Galas. (Piper: All of which I missed. Darn.)

The prize? One million dollars or a ring from the bachelor of her choice after the yearlong mutli-engagement period is over. Lady’s choice. (Piper: Show me the money.)

The problem? Me. I need cash more than anyone could possibly understand, and there’s no way in hell I’d ever be invited to woo twelve men for a chunk of change. (Piper: Good thing I know the coordinator.)

The promise? To save my family from losing their house, their business and their hope. All I need is a shot at the position. (Piper: Determination, haircare products and a strut like I own the place will do the rest.)

Piper: These boys are in for a treat. Maybe. Possibly. What did I just get myself into?

The Casanova Club – Only one can win her heart. 

Joshua

"The Artist" 2019 Member 

January 1st, 2019

The journey has begun—in the frozen north. 

All the way to Canada to meet my first Billionaire Bachelor. 

Joshua Curtis. Dark hair. Beyond hot. An artist?

How in the world do you make a billion dollars in art? I’m clearly in the wrong business. 

This new journey is thrilling. Scratch that. Terrifying. 

What does he expect from me? Or think of me? 

Probably that I’m a cookie-cutter version of everyone else on their long list of “must-have” qualities. Yikes. He’s about to get a lovely wake up surprise. 

Like signing up for a purebred horse and getting delivered a half-ass donkey. Ha!

I’ll just keep my cool and breathe deeply. It’s just a month. 

It doesn’t matter. I have to keep my eye on the prize.

There’s a million dollars at the end of the road waiting for me. And it has the power to fix everything.

I got this. I think. Oh hell, I have no clue what I’m doing. 

But I just have to survive the month, and then the months after that, and I’ll be right where I need to be.

Accepting the check from Jackson Lee at the end of the year.

Then I’ll walk away. No regrets. Or will I?

What if he’s romantic? The kind of guy that lives out of love and isn’t shy about it?

Oh man. Please let him NOT be that guy. I can’t fight against that kind of guy. 

This year is about money and helping the family. 

After it’s over, I’ll fall in love. Unless I do before it ends. Ugh.

Easton

"The OuarterBack" 2019 Member 

No way in hell. 

If someone had told me at the end of last year that I would have already fallen hard for one of the Casanova Billionaires, I would have called them a liar. A dirty, dirty liar.

But they would’ve been right.

Who wouldn’t fall for Joshua? I’m never going to make it through this. 

It’s the second month in the year, and I’m faltering. Fast. 

But Easton Price, NFL superstar and playboy hottie isn’t interested in where I’ve been. He wants to know where I’m headed and with who. 

Hunky. Abrasive. 100% alpha male. 

But there’s something else lurking in those deep brown eyes of his. 

Something soft and warm, loving and dominant. He doesn’t show the public any part of the real him. 

It’s better that way. 

And his lifestyle? Good grief and gravy. 

I’m out of my element. Yachts. Wealth. Fancy-people food. 

But I’m quickly learning to love it and play the part. Or maybe I’m not playing at all. 

Maybe poverty was just the card I was dealt, but after this year, everything will change.

I might miss Joshua, but Easton has taken my full attention. 

Damn him and his pretty boy smile.

I have no clue who I like more. 

Neither. I’m only in this for the money. 

Wyatt

"The Rancher" 2019 Member 

There is nothing sexier than a good old Texas cowboy.

Wyatt Brewer is no exception to the rule. He’s tall, dark, and handsome, and it’s only a matter of days before I realize I’m in over my head with him.

He makes me feel like the world is at my fingertips—except it’s his world, not mine.

A world of rolling grassy fields, starry evenings, front-porch swings, and hard work on his Texas ranch. It is everything I didn’t know I wanted in life. It’s far too easy to see myself settling into this life with him, so when things take a dangerous turn on the ranch, I find myself reeling in the aftermath.

This is not what I expected when I met my third Casanova Bachelor.

But it turns out it might be everything I needed.

Not that it matters.

Wyatt Brewer may be winning over my heart, but there is only one way this year can end: with me alone and a pocket full of cash.

Damn this cowboy for making it so hard to keep my eye on the prize.

Miles

"The Photographer" 2019 Member 

Handsome. Sweet. And incredibly talented behind a camera.

He's the fourth Casanova Bachelor on my parade of hot and wealthy suitors and I'm going to spend all of my time with him on a tropical island in the South Pacific. 

Any girl would be lucky to be in my shoes. Or rather, my sandals.

The guilt I feel at not being able to truly appreciate my surroundings or my luck for being with such a good man for the month of April is crippling. And try as I might, I can't stop thinking about one thing:

The rugged cowboy boot wearing hunk that follows me in my dreams and my waking hours.

Wyatt brewer is still heavy on my heart.

But day by day Miles is breaking down my halls and leading me toward healing. His gentle touch is exactly what I need in the aftermath of heartbreak, fire, and smoke, and there is no better place to open myself up again than in this tropical paradise.

But things are never that easy.

Miles needs me when he suffers a devastating loss and I need to keep myself together for him. He deserves at least that. 

My heart has already been torn in all directions.

What's one more tear?

Jeremiah

"The Logger" 2019 Member 

Time is literally slipping through my fingers, and so is my sanity.

I can’t come to terms with the fact that I’m about to dive in head first with another Casanova Bachelor.

Jeremiah Edwards.

He’s a big, rough and tough. 

His hands are as strong as his will and as the first couple of days in his company slip by I realize something terrible:

I like him.

A lot.

I went into this month hoping the next man on the docket would be a bore.

It would be even easier for me if he was a complete waste of space. 

But alas, I’m not that lucky. 

Never have been. 

Jeremiah is as charming as the men who came before him in this year long dating escapade, and damn him for it. 

All I need is a break. 

Some time to collect my thoughts.

A chance to breathe.

But Jeremiah makes me all hot and bothered and the only thing I want to breathe is the same air as him.

I know. 

It’s terribly sickening. 

I wish I could change it.

I wish I could keep him at arm’s length.


Especially since the Memorial Day party is looming over my head. 

At the end of the month I’ll be in a room with all the Casanova Bachelors. 

Just little old me and twelve of them. 

Nervous isn’t the right word to sum up how I feel about it all.

Petrified would be more accurate. 

And the man I thought I would go to for comfort may not be who I end up leaning on
when the time comes.

If there was ever a time for a breakdown, it’s now.

At least Jeremiah has big strong hands to put me back together.

Aaron

"The Author" 2019 Member 

Here we are. The halfway mark.
 
Halfway to what, you might ask?
 
Well, halfway to me blindsiding twelve amazing men all to get my hands on a decent chunk of cash, of course.
 
My intentions are good, remember? I need the money to save my parents from their crippling debt and to spare my little brother the very bleak future that lies ahead of him if he can’t escape the family business and go back to school. But with every passing day I can’t help but wonder if what I’m doing is right.
 
I’m messing with the lives of twelve men who are in this to find their wife. Not to be jerked around by a selfish woman with a secret mission.
 
Aaron Morris is the sixth bachelor who receives me on his doorstep when I’m too spent to take another plunge into love. I’m done with it. My heart is too sore from all the goodbyes I’ve already had to say and I can’t wrap my head around the fact that there are still six more to go.
 
It’s only a matter of time before my mind starts to crack.
 
For all I know maybe it’s already happening here and now. Maybe that would explain how I’d somehow ended up caring for all of these men so strongly.
 
Ha. Yeah right. If only the answer was as simple as insanity.
 
It’s so much more complicated than that.  
 
Love. Money. Secrets.
 
Even though we’re already halfway through I feel like there is still so much to go.
 
And I’m scared that I won’t be able to handle it.

Cooper

"The Diver" 2019 Member 

My journey with the Casanova Club has been full of wonder and magic and, dare I say, heartbreak.
 
More heartbreak than I ever imagined I could endure.
 
But here I am, suitcases packed, chin held high, ready to march into July to meet my next Bachelor.
 
Cooper Diaz.
 
He's disgustingly handsome. Abs for days. A smolder worthy of every billboard in New York City. And a devilish grin that promises one thing:
 
Mayhem.
 
Too bad he's a complete jerk.
 
My first encounter with him at his beachside mansion in Nassau sends me reeling. I've dealt with my fair share of arrogant pretty boys, but Cooper puts them all to shame, and he's a stark contrast to the gentlemen I've met prior to him on this journey.
 
It's only a month.
 
I can survive a month without falling for his 'charms' and his it-must-be-painted-on six pack.
 
Right?
 
One thing is for certain.
 
I didn't expect what I got from this bachelor. And I sure didn't expect how our time together ended, either.

Levi

"The Musician" 2019 Member 

Levi Morgan.
 
The rock star all the girls want to be with and men want to be. He’s rugged, sexy, dangerous, and more than a little broken.
 
And he’s all mine for the month of August.
 
I didn’t expect the month to go like this. Although I should have seen some of it coming. Levi is an open book with more than his fair share of faults, but as time passes and I begin to see the depths of his soul I realize he’s desperately searching for something real. Something honest.

I want to be those things for him.
 
But he deserves better than a girl who’s only dating him to collect the big pay day at the end of the year. My parents are furious with me. The restaurant is going under. All I need is to get through a few more months of this vicious cycle of heartbreak and then I can put the Casanova Club behind me for good.
 
And Levi, too.
 
If I can.

Asher

"The Prince" 2019 Member 

Asher Sutton.

He’s dashingly handsome and more charming than any man has a right to be.

The catch?

He’s a royal.

Yes. You heard me. Royal.

Now I know he’s not Queen of England level royal, but his family seems to think he is, and from where I’m standing he might as well be. He has plans to take me to a masquerade ball this month.

I can hardly wrap my head around the idea of spending another month with a man who isn’t the rock star who literally rocked my world in August. Now I have to step into a life of duty and sophistication unlike anything I’ve ever seen.

I expected the glamorous parties and lavish gowns. I even expected the sophisticated class of London herself.

However, I did not expect to have feelings for yet another man.

But here I am, halfway across the world.

Falling.

Christian

"The Professor" 2019 Member 

Your girl can’t seem to catch a break.

Right when I start to get used to this new reality, where my parents aren’t talking to me and I’m falling in love with a new man every month, life pulls back its ugly fist and sucker punches me. 

Hard.

I knew Dad was pushing himself too hard. I knew I should have been home to help
out at the restaurant and at home. But I wasn’t. I was with him.

Christian Peterson is not the man I expected him to be. He’s a tall dark and handsome Archaeology Professor at Harvard by day and a dashing gentleman by night. He exudes confidence and charisma and I’d be lying if I said he didn’t remind me of Indiana Jones.

But my heart is in New York City with my Dad in his hospital room. It’s all I can think about and it’s entirely out of my control.

Everything is out of my control these days.

I need Christian to save me this month.

Otherwise I might not be able to see this thing through to the end.

Max

"The CEO" 2019 Member 

These men have to stop surprising me.

It’s the eleventh month of the year. After this I only have to get through one more bachelor; one more test of the strength of my heart and will.

One more goodbye.

But first I have this new bachelor to contend with: Max Fisher.

At first I thought spending November with the CEO of a massive tech company would be an easy one. He’d spend all his time at work and we wouldn’t have time to fall for each other. I never expected him to carve out dedicated time for me and to make it so... romantic.

Max Fisher has more up his sleeve than he lets on.

And I’m the one who’s going to pay the price for it.

Why can’t love leave me well enough alone? I don’t want it. It’s not why I joined the Casanova Club in the first place. And yet it continues to circle me like vultures intent on picking at my bones as I shrivel up and die a slow death from the guilt of keeping my secret from the men I’ve fallen in love with.

Yes. Men. Plural.

At the end of December I will be a million dollars richer. I will choose the money over love as I promised my parents I would.

And the men who made me into a better woman will hate me for my betrayal.

Max included.

Camden

"The Advisor" 2019 Member 

Twelve months ago I won a shot at love.

I didn’t want it back then. I wanted the money instead. So long as I didn’t fall in love, it was mine.

It was a fool proof plan. And I thought it was what I wanted.

But the line between what I want and what I need has only become more and more blurry as the months pass. Now I’m starting my final month of the year with the final bachelor in the Casanova Club: Camden Wood.

He’s cool and collected and significantly older than me. We have nothing in common and I feel like a bird trapped in his luxurious high rise in the middle of New York City. Christmas is all around us but it hasn’t touched his home. There is a darkness around his heart and this holiday, and maybe the best thing I can do for him is show him that Christmas can be something more. Something magical.Then again my efforts might be wasted once I betray him at the end of the month and choose the money over love.

But it’s the least I can do for the last man in line before this year is over. Camden deserves better than this. They all do.

At least it will all be over soon.

The Wedding

It’s always been him.

Even when I was buried so deep beneath the guilt and the obligation of being the Casanova Girl, it was always him. And now, twelve months after I started this journey of love and friendship and goodbyes, I can finally look him in the eyes on our wedding day and say the words I never thought I’d be lucky enough to say.

I do.

There is still much to settle. Weddings are complicated business, but complicated has never stood in my way before. And with Wyatt by my side, I know we can conquer anything—including figuring out what my parents’ next move will be now that I turned down the money that was supposed to free them from their own financial burdens.

One thing is for certain: there is still a lot of unknown in our future.

But back here, on the Texas soil, with my cowboy by my side, I’m stronger than I’ve ever been. 

And so is he.

Love will find you when you least expect it.

I can’t count how many times people have said those words to me, but I’ve never believed them.
Maybe that’s because I found love once and it broke me when I lost it. I watched my best friend fall in love with a cowboy last year. 

She took charge of her life, found what she wanted, and went for it. But me? I got left behind in New York. And damn if I can’t shake Piper’s ex, Max Fisher from my mind. 

Distance ruined us but love kept us tethered together somehow. When I call him from my bathtub drowning in my sorrows and self-pity, he throws me a curve ball. Knowing I need a change I accept a job offer from him and pack up my life to move to Silicon Valley. A second chance maybe?

I want him more than I’ve wanted anything before. The catch is, there’s a crazy woman in his life who wants him just as much, if not more, than I do. Well, she’s going to have a fight on her hands, cause this billionaire is mine.

This is a stand-alone book with a HEA.

The woman I loved married another man.

A cowboy. You gotta be kidding me.

I’m happy for Piper. At least I tell myself I am when I catch myself thinking about her. She’s long gone, but I’m still here, going through the motions of my life in Port Orchard.

Lucky for me, I have my own troubles keeping me busy. Competition is stiff and we’re facing some threats. 

All of which, I can’t let stand.

But there’s a silver lining. There always is. 

In the midst of dealing with all of the drama, I find myself drawn to the new girl at work. 

She’s a bright ray of sunshine—but she’s off limits. 

She’s my employee, nothing more. I don’t have time for romance, but her very presence draws me away from what’s appropriate and into lust like I’ve never felt before. 

Guess love doesn’t give a rip about the right timing. 

Good thing, ‘cause this woman is mine. 

Rules be damned.

This is a stand-alone, ending with a HEA.

I’m ready to be over this woman.

Piper. The one I fell for during my time with the Casanova Club.

It seems that I can’t shake her loose no matter how hard I try.

My art and my work have been a welcome distraction but they’re not enough.

I’m beginning to worry nothing will ever be enough.

Until I meet the daughter of one of my old mentors and everything changes.

She’s an art student as talented as they come, but her pieces pale in comparison to her beauty.

I shouldn’t think like that. She’s off limits. And I don’t have anything to give anyway.

I’ve been hollow for too long.

But she’s bringing me back to life. The sparks between us turn into red-hot flames.

Maybe what I felt for Piper wasn’t love at all.

Or maybe this is lust, but either way, I’m diving in deep.

This is a stand-alone, ending with a HEA.

My brother thinks I need fixing… 

And a rehabilitation retreat in Montana will finally be the thing that does it. I’m only agreeing to go because I can’t let him down. Not again. He’s put too much faith in me—faith I don’t deserve.

When Piper was in my life, she gave me the reprieve I needed to let down my walls and remember who I was without the alcohol or drugs. 

But when she chose the cowboy and married him?

I drowned myself in vodka. My oldest friend.

I don’t deserve my brother’s faith, and I definitely don’t deserve the radiant joy the beautiful yoga instructor shares with me at the facility I now call home. 

Her positivity is almost annoying, but there’s something magnetic about her, too. She’s good to her core and it’s been a long time since I looked into a pair of eyes that took my breath away.

For the first time since I lost Piper, it feels like I can finally see light at the end of the tunnel, and it’s brighter than I ever imagined.

This is a stand-alone, ending with a HEA.

The single life suits me fine. Always has. My business takes up most of my time and I’m okay with that.

My business partner, however? He’s not so keen on my soulmate being my job.

He sets me up with an online dating profile that puts me in the line of fire when it comes to dating material. At the same time, my childhood best friend moves back to the city and gets a job at my firm. She’s looking for her someone special, too.

So we make a deal.

We both need dates, and we need them quickly.

Right when I think I’m getting into the swing of this whole dating thing, one of the girls I’m seeing throws me a curveball—she thinks I should date my best friend instead. And now I can’t get her out of my head.

I’ve been in love before with a dark-haired girl with red lips, and I never thought I’d get that lucky twice. But crazier things have happened, and after everything I learned from Piper, I’m not about to sit this ride out.

We owe ourselves this chance.

This is a stand-alone, ending with a HEA.

Hiding in my dimly lit Kingston apartment writing romance novels isn’t my life anymore.

Not since Piper left.

She told me to follow my dreams.

Now I’m working alongside a famous Hollywood director to make my newest novel into a movie, and the female lead has captured more than just my vision of her character.

She’s captured me, too.

I’m no fool. I can tell when someone is keeping secrets from me, and Grace might have more secrets than anything else. She’s hot and cold with me. One minute we can’t keep our hands off each other and the next she’s running.

She’s good at running.

Maybe all she needs is someone in her corner who she can trust. I want to be that someone, if she’ll let me. Danger is nipping at her heels. Sooner or later, she’s going to have to let someone in. 

She’s going to let me in. I’ll make sure of it.

I’m not letting love slip through my fingers twice.

This is a stand-alone, ending with a HEA.