**Billionaires on the Beach Anthology**
Good Morning,
Everyone! So thrilled to see you all today! I am sharing with you an anthology
which contains work from EIGHT different authors! That’s right – a ton of
authors in the same place! Yay! And that much more reading enjoyment for you as
well! I absolutely adore the ideas of anthologies. How else would you be able
to read and experience several authors in on location? Plus, it’s a fantastic
way to find out if you are compatible with any of the included authors. Generally
speaking, these stories are not full-length novels, so you don’t have to invest as
much time and chances are you will walk away with at least one author that you
connected with. Or two. Or three. Or eight. *wink* SO let’s find out more!
**BILLIONAIRES ON THE
BEACH ANTHOLOGY**
Publication
date:
June 1, 2020
Publisher:
Enchanted Quill Press
Series:
A Sweet Billionaire Romance Boxed Set
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
**BLURB**
Sink your teeth into this addictive anthology of gorgeous
Billionaires finding true love on the beach.
Billionaires
on the Beach is a limited collection of stories from clean and wholesome
authors.
Packed
with adorable meet-cutes, swoon-worthy romance and so many happily ever afters,
you’ll be left beaming ear to ear by the end.
This
collection includes:
Forbidden
romance
Secret Babies
Fake marriages
Second Chances
Enemies to lovers
Sun, sea and sand
And many heart-soaring dates!
Secret Babies
Fake marriages
Second Chances
Enemies to lovers
Sun, sea and sand
And many heart-soaring dates!
This
anthology is the perfect staycation for readers who enjoy sweet and clean
Billionaire romances. Only available for a limited time. Scroll up and one
click now to get started.
**SNEEK PEEK**
Except
from "The Billionaire's Nanny" by Laura Burton
Benjamin’s smile turned to a look of horror as she waved
her phone at him.
“I’ve followed you on Instagram.”
Benjamin dragged a hand through his messy hair and looked away with a sheepish smile.
“Ah. You found me, then.” He stooped down and picked Maggie up in his arms. She cuddled into him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Benjy,” she said in a baby voice. The sight made Krista melt inside.
“You were right. You are fun.”
And insanely sexy, she added silently with a smirk.
“Well, you might notice I haven’t posted for a month,” he pointed at her phone as he bobbed Maggie up and down. Krista got to her feet and patted the sand off her legs.
“Well, I’m sure your 1.2 million followers miss you. Let me take a picture of you with Maggie.”
Krista positioned her phone up to capture a picture of Benjamin stooping his head low against Maggie’s brow. She looked up at him with big eyes and her hand touched his cheek. The two of them were perfectly framed by the sunset and glowed dark against the ocean.
“Your followers will die when they see this.”
“I’ve followed you on Instagram.”
Benjamin dragged a hand through his messy hair and looked away with a sheepish smile.
“Ah. You found me, then.” He stooped down and picked Maggie up in his arms. She cuddled into him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Benjy,” she said in a baby voice. The sight made Krista melt inside.
“You were right. You are fun.”
And insanely sexy, she added silently with a smirk.
“Well, you might notice I haven’t posted for a month,” he pointed at her phone as he bobbed Maggie up and down. Krista got to her feet and patted the sand off her legs.
“Well, I’m sure your 1.2 million followers miss you. Let me take a picture of you with Maggie.”
Krista positioned her phone up to capture a picture of Benjamin stooping his head low against Maggie’s brow. She looked up at him with big eyes and her hand touched his cheek. The two of them were perfectly framed by the sunset and glowed dark against the ocean.
“Your followers will die when they see this.”
Except
from "My Real Life Time Out" by Rimmy London
Excerpt #1 : "The way you navigate the world around
you—the way you care for it. There’s something so genuine about you that makes
me want to be more. I love being around you. Everything about you.”
He paused to take a shaky breath. “I just wanted to tell you now instead of pretending I didn’t feel anything…because I do.”
His gaze was tentative, vulnerable and so unusually insecure. He’d said the perfect words, all smothered in simmering glances like butter.
He paused to take a shaky breath. “I just wanted to tell you now instead of pretending I didn’t feel anything…because I do.”
His gaze was tentative, vulnerable and so unusually insecure. He’d said the perfect words, all smothered in simmering glances like butter.
Except
from "I Never Told You" by Jessie Cal
Jess finally
shoved the last piece of her s’more into her mouth. “I think it’s time to call
it a night,” she said with her mouth full, and his heart ached a bit. Thoughts
of holding her in his arms and watching the night sky flooded his mind, and he
shook his head like shaking off a spell.
“Do you need help getting Bill’s grandkids in the tent?” he offered, standing with her.
“That would be great.” She squeezed his arm as a thankful gesture, and he forced himself to ignore the electricity that came with her touch. “If you can carry Zach, I’ll pick up little Cole.”
Even in the way she dragged her feet, he could tell she was tired. His mind suddenly conjured an image of him pulling her into a comforting embrace, but he pushed it aside.
After laying the last boy down inside the tent, he stepped out only to find himself standing in front of her again.
“Thank you.” She let out a tired sigh. “You must be exhausted.”
“I enjoyed every minute of it, though,” he said, flashing her a soft smile. “Minus the shark incident, of course.”
She blurted out a laugh then covered her mouth so as not to wake the kids. “Really? Cause that was the highlight of my day.”
“You’re mean.”
She stifled another laugh. “Good night, Logan.” She leaned in and wrapped him in a hug. Her hair smelled like salt water which was oddly comforting. When she pulled back, he grabbed her hand. He had no idea why, or what he would say. And she was looking at him, waiting for an explanation, but he didn’t have one. He simply wanted to hold her hand.
No, that wasn’t true. That wasn’t all he wanted.
He opened his mouth to speak, to tell her about all the crazy flutters he’d been feeling in the pit of his stomach all night, but then she looked down at their fingers laced together, and he no longer knew what to say. What was she thinking? Did she like the way it felt as much as he did? Should he just pull her into his arms and kiss her?
“I think being on this island is messing with our heads,” she whispered, slipping her hand out of his and pulling away. “Good night, Logan.”
And there was his heart again, racing at the sound of her saying his name. “Good night, Jess.”
“Do you need help getting Bill’s grandkids in the tent?” he offered, standing with her.
“That would be great.” She squeezed his arm as a thankful gesture, and he forced himself to ignore the electricity that came with her touch. “If you can carry Zach, I’ll pick up little Cole.”
Even in the way she dragged her feet, he could tell she was tired. His mind suddenly conjured an image of him pulling her into a comforting embrace, but he pushed it aside.
After laying the last boy down inside the tent, he stepped out only to find himself standing in front of her again.
“Thank you.” She let out a tired sigh. “You must be exhausted.”
“I enjoyed every minute of it, though,” he said, flashing her a soft smile. “Minus the shark incident, of course.”
She blurted out a laugh then covered her mouth so as not to wake the kids. “Really? Cause that was the highlight of my day.”
“You’re mean.”
She stifled another laugh. “Good night, Logan.” She leaned in and wrapped him in a hug. Her hair smelled like salt water which was oddly comforting. When she pulled back, he grabbed her hand. He had no idea why, or what he would say. And she was looking at him, waiting for an explanation, but he didn’t have one. He simply wanted to hold her hand.
No, that wasn’t true. That wasn’t all he wanted.
He opened his mouth to speak, to tell her about all the crazy flutters he’d been feeling in the pit of his stomach all night, but then she looked down at their fingers laced together, and he no longer knew what to say. What was she thinking? Did she like the way it felt as much as he did? Should he just pull her into his arms and kiss her?
“I think being on this island is messing with our heads,” she whispered, slipping her hand out of his and pulling away. “Good night, Logan.”
And there was his heart again, racing at the sound of her saying his name. “Good night, Jess.”
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