ELISE FABER SERIES:

Bad Fiancé

Bad Fiancé

Elise Faber

Elise Faber

Sera used to believe in happily ever afters. Well, she still believed in them. Just not for her. For Seraphina Delgado, finding a man who loved her for who she was inside, rather than simply appreciating her outward appearance, had proved to be impossible. She wasn't trying to be cocky—cock, ha­—but she was beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that she'd spent her childhood and tween years modeling and shooting commercials and . . . well, only being appreciated for the way she looked. And that was more curse than advantage because looks faded. People aged, wrinkles formed, boobs sagged . . . Anyway, none of that mattered because no man ever saw who she truly was on the inside. Until Tate. He was more interested in software than her cup size and had hired her to help him find a house. He didn't care about her looks or her boobs, only her abilities as a real estate agent. But then he showed up in her office with a...
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Breakout

Breakout

Elise Faber

Elise Faber

He was too young for her. A decade too young. Rebecca Stravokraus was the premier publicist in the professional sports. She was extremely smart, capable, and could spin a story like a spider spins its web. She also didn't lack in confidence. But there was one thing she couldn't do. L.O.V.E. It was the ultimate dirty word, the one emotion that made men, women, and all variations in between turned into possessed, insane beings. Humanity was not built to love. They were built to work, to play hockey, to fuc— Cough. To have a great time between the sheets. That was enough—it had been enough. Until Kevin declared that Rebecca was what he wanted, until they spent several glorious nights in bed together . . . until she began to feel. That couldn't be. Not now. Not in the future. Not ever. But Kevin had decided on her and if there was one thing she'd learned about stubborn, alpha hockey players, it was...
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Collision at Roosevelt Ranch

Collision at Roosevelt Ranch

Elise Faber

Elise Faber

It began with a collision. Not in the sense of souls colliding or even stars aligning, but in a real-life, totally her fault, bumpers-crunching, frames-bending, airbags-deploying crash. Haley. Oh Haley. Why was she such a mess? And why did she have to be such a mess when it involved really expensive cars and really handsome men? She was an emergency room nurse. She was supposed to have it all together, to be cool under pressure, to be— Not turned into a complete puddle of mush when it came to the man whose car she'd crunched. But Sam was so . . . so nice and sweet and gorgeous and he made Haley's brain just completely poof out of her skull. But Sam was also her past. Or rather, her sister's past. She couldn't be infatuated with the man who'd broken her sister's heart. She couldn't want him. It didn't matter that a decade had passed. Plus, Sam had never noticed her before. Haley was the littlesister,...
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Breakaway

Breakaway

Elise Faber

Elise Faber

It was hate at first sight. Just not for Blue. He'd loved what he'd seen. Tall and thin with long blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes, Anna Hayes was absolutely beautiful. She also wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. As a professional hockey player, that was a rare thing for Blue Anderson. He was young, rich, good looking, and in the best shape of his life. He wouldn't say he had to beat women off with a stick, but . . . maybe he had to brush them off with a broom. Still, bad puns aside, the truth was Blue didn't have any trouble finding someone—or someones—to share his bed. Except Anna. Never beautiful Anna with the razor-sharp wit and seriously dirty mouth. Despite his appreciation for her model good looks, Blue knew when to stay away. And his plan was to remain far far away from the woman who never failed to roast him within an inch of his life. He...
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Charging

Charging

Elise Faber

Elise Faber

Once upon a time she'd been an intern. Once upon a time he'd been a rookie. Then he'd broken her heart. Well, not just broken it. He'd torn it to shreds. Shattered it. Freaking nuked it. But now Charlotte was older. Leaner. Meaner. Okay, so the last wasn't really true, but she'd certainly spent the eight years since her fling with one Logan Walker—star defenseman and that former rookie—building fortified walls around her heart at the same rate she built her career. She was great at building. Great at winning. So much so that she'd become the new GM for the Gold—a GM who was quite possibly going insane because she'd decided to bring Logan to the team. Her heart aside, the team needed his skills to win, needed him to plug a hole in the roster. What she didn't need? Logan deciding that the hole he wanted to plug was the one he'd created in her heart all those years before.
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