4 Books by Nikki Chase
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Overview: Nikki Chase writes about bad-boy heroes and kick-butt heroines. She derives some kind of sick pleasure from putting her characters in difficult situations where they have to struggle to find their happily ever afters.
Genre: Romance
Book #1 – Billionaire Protector
I should be all grown-up now. I should have my life figured out.
But all I have is a dull job and a lonely apartment… until him.
When a billionaire makes you a once-in-a-lifetime offer, you don’t say no.
Especially when he’s this painfully handsome.
Not even when you know he’s trouble…
Designer suit. Luxury car. Expensive watch. Seth Wayne blends in well… But something dangerous is lurking beneath his sleek exterior.
Or maybe that’s just an excuse I make up because I’m dying to see what he’s packing underneath that suit. Can you blame me, though? He’s hotter than the spiciest chili in my pantry.
I try to keep things professional.
Until he asks me to be his personal chef.
He promises me a lot of money and free creative reign. I can come up with any menu I want and use the best equipment and ingredients money can buy.
The only catch?
I’ll have to live in his mansion outside the city.
It sounds too good to be true…
Then again, what’s the worst that can happen, right? Even if he’s only using the job as bait to lure me into his bed, it wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen.
It might just be the best one.
Book #2 – The Billionaire’s Bride
He was my first kiss. My first boyfriend. And my first heartbreak.
I should’ve known better than to fall for the bad boy.
Now, 7 years later, this bad boy needs a good wife to close a business deal.
He says he’ll make it worth my while. Yeah, I remember that big, thick… ego.
This is supposed to be just pretend, so why do I want us to go all the way?
Everyone knows who Zeke Harris is. A modern rags-to-riches success story, he built a billion-dollar business empire from nothing. Tall, dark, and panty-meltingly gorgeous, he’s also the most eligible bachelor in the city. At least that’s what the magazines say.
To me, Zeke Harris is the bad boy who used to sneak into my bedroom when my parents were away. He reminds me of late nights, youthful excitement, and new, sinful sensations.
Time and distance tore our young love apart, but now he’s back. And he needs me—to be his wife.
Yes, Zeke Harris wants me to marry him. But it’s only for the sake of his business. In exchange, he’ll give me one million dollars. There’s another million in it if I’ll also have his baby.
I should tell him to buzz off, right? This is crazy.
But I do need the money, and I’ve never been good at saying no to Zeke…
So I accept his offer. I’ll marry him and play house with him. But I am not giving him a second chance. This fake marriage is not about that.
But then he leans me down on his strong arms and kisses me, and all the feelings I’ve ever had for him come rushing back.
I should’ve known I can’t just pretend—not with Zeke.
Book #3 – My Brother’s Best Friend
I’ve loved him my whole life.
He’s only ever seen me as a little crybaby.
Now he’s back after 8 years away, and he doesn’t recognize me.
The look in his eyes says I’m finally old enough for the ride of my life.
I can’t tell him who I am now… can I?
I used to scribble his name all over my notebook, surrounded by little hearts. He treated me like his own sister, but I wanted more. I wanted to have his last name and wear his ring on my finger.
Eight years ago, tragedy struck. He had to leave the country, and it was all because of my family.
Now he’s back. Older and wiser–and an accomplished doctor, too. But he still has the same sharp green eyes, and the same thick mess of chestnut hair.
Something magical happens: he finally sees me as a woman, and not the girl he left. I sense desire in his hungry gaze, and his dominant, intoxicating touch.
But that’s only because he doesn’t recognize me. Given our history, he probably wouldn’t even come near me if he learns the truth.
The way he undresses me with his eyes under the moonlight… I can’t break the spell and tell him who I am.
It’s okay if I don’t tell him, right? It’s only for one night. He’s made it clear he doesn’t do relationships, and I just want him to be the one to take my virginity.
Except one night turns into two, and then three, and then I’m so in over my head that I don’t know what to do. I think I’m screwed, but not in the good way.
Nothing is going to be the same when I finally come clean.
Book #4 – Mountain Man’s Baby Plan
Seven years ago, the mountain man broke my heart.
I manage to stay away from him . . . until a snow storm traps us in his cabin.
After Eli ended our relationship, I picked up the shattered pieces of my heart and left my hometown, hoping college would help me forget about him.
Now that I’m back home, he looks even more gorgeous than I remember. His big, sculpted body and his dark, intense eyes remind me of the hot, passionate moments we used to share.
I try to avoid him. Then, my car breaks down miles away from town, right in front of his cabin. The cabin—the one filled with memories of our secret rendezvous.
At least, it’s empty. And I’m cold, so I shed my wet clothes and sit by the fireplace.
But just as I start to relax and enjoy the crackling flame, the door bursts open. It’s Eli.
As if that’s not bad enough, a sudden snow storm means we’re locked in here together. Just the two of us . . . and the palpable chemistry between us.
Before I know it, I find myself in his strong, protective arms, where he kisses me like he wants to own me.
I try to resist. I really do. But even though my heart still hurts from what he did to me all those years ago, I can’t.
The way he grabs my waist as he yanks me flush to his sculpted chest . . . The enticing words he whispers in my ears . . . The way he completely dominates my body and soul . . .
I can’t deny it. I want to submit. I want to give in to this bittersweet temptation. Even if it might ruin me.
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