War of Words
Read. Sleep. Fall for your enemy.
Lilah
Owning a spicy romance bookstore was supposed to come with feral readers and a meet-cute or two. Not a billionaire in a three-piece suit trying to bulldoze my business.
Lincoln Hanover is everything that’s wrong with the world. He’s hot, bossy, and far too rich for his own good. He thinks he can annoy me out of business. I think he can shove his checkbook where the sun doesn’t shine.
I’ve read every billionaire romance there is. I know how to fight fire with fire.
Lincoln will rue the day.
Or I will.
Either way, one of us is going down.
Lincoln
Modernizing downtown Santa Maria would be simple if people stopped getting in my way. I have a job to do, and that’s all I’m worried about.
Until Lilah Davis threatens to chain herself to her bookstore to keep me out.
I’d love to see her chained up, all right. Preferably in my bed. Wearing my ring.
She thinks I’m the villain.
She’s probably right.
But what started as a property feud is now about something far more dangerous: me and her.
And I don’t lose.
About the Series
Good girls need spicy books. At least, that’s the philosophy at this small-town bookstore. But the group of bookish friends who call the store home never planned for the feral men willing to fall at their feet…or for the lengths they’d go to secure their own happily-ever-afters.
Now, they’re up to their elbows, in over their heads, and the only experience they have with navigating love comes from the books they read.
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