Meghan March – författare

I’ve got a big … ego and an even bigger bank account. That’s pretty much where my bio ends. Honestly, I don’t need to say anything else. I’ve just sold 99% of women on going home with me.

Do I sound like a jerk to you? That’s because I am.

And guess what? It works for me just fine.

Or at least it did. Until I met her.

Books talk about sparks flying. Screw that. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel. Or maybe just straight up napalm.

Only one problem. She wouldn’t tell me her name or her number when she disappeared from the hotel room after the hottest night of my life.

Now I’ve had a taste of the perfect woman—and I need it again.

So what’s a jerk to do?

I took this problem to the street. A missed connection gone viral.

And when I find her? I’m keeping her.

Dirty Girl

Desperately seeking rich, famous, single guy with a giant c*ck to make my lying, cheating, should’ve-been-born-d*ckless ex-boyfriend realize what he’s just lost. Oh, and I give great head. Just sayin’.

No man in his right mind would answer that ad.

Except thousands did.

My name is Greer Karas, and I should never be allowed near another bottle of booze again. Because when I drink, my friend and I do stupid things. Like take a page out of my older brother Creighton’s playbook and post something completely asinine on the Internet. Waking up with a giant hangover to find my humiliating personal ad has gone viral is not my finest moment.

Cue my look of shock when one of the movie industry’s hottest new bad boys, Cavanaugh Westman, comes knocking at my door and drops his pants to prove that he does indeed have a giant c*ck.

What he doesn’t have is an explanation for why he disappeared from my life without a word three years ago, only to show up on the big screen two years later, killing bad guys in action flicks.

Now he wants me again.

What do I do now?

Dirty Love

Greer Karas has been mine since the first day I saw her.

I walked away because she deserved better than I could offer, but I always planned to come back and stake my claim when the time was right.

But true to form, Greer wasn’t willing to wait. She threw down a challenge, and I’m meeting her head-on.

I’m not walking away this time because sometimes you have to fight dirty for love.

Real Dirty

I have everything a guy could want—a new single burning up the charts, more money than a man could spend, and a woman I’m planning to marry.

Until she doesn’t show up for my proposal.

The life I thought was so perfect, isn’t.

The guy who thought he had everything, doesn’t.

I’ve got my heart on lockdown, but life sends me straight into the path of a mouthy bartender who puts me in my place.

Now the only place I want to put her is under me.

I thought I was done with love, but maybe I’m just getting started.

Real Sexy

In Nashville, stars are a dime a dozen.

I swore I’d never get caught up with one, but Boone Thrasher made a liar out of me.

I said I’d never put my heart on the line, but he didn’t ask before he stole it.

Now we’re facing my worst fears, and we’ll see if this country boy is tough enough to see it through.

Girls like me don’t get happily ever afters … but maybe he’ll prove that wrong too.

Former Navy fighter pilot. Son of a congressman.

Successful businessman in my own right. With a résumé like mine, women have never been a challenge.

Until I met her.

This sexy, tatted-up bad girl wasn’t part of my plans, but that punch to my gut every time I see her tells me I have to know more.

She’s a mystery. An enigma. A challenge.

I’m going to figure her out—and then I’m going to make her mine.

We’ll find out what she’s hiding … beneath this mask.

Former Navy fighter pilot. Son of a congressman.

Successful businessman in my own right. With a résumé like mine, women have never been a challenge.

Until I met her.

This sexy, tatted-up bad girl wasn’t part of my plans, but that punch to my gut every time I see her tells me I have to know more.

She’s a mystery. An enigma. A challenge.

I’m going to figure her out—and then I’m going to make her mine.

We’ll find out what she’s hiding … beneath this mask.

I did it. I married a billionaire.

My reasons are my own, but the last thing I expected was to feel owned.

I may have taken vows, but I’m still determined to be me.

Now his rules are taking over my world, but I’m not the kind of girl to just obey.

There’s only one problem: I might actually be falling for him …

I have no idea how this marriage is going to go, but holding onto a piece of myself while succumbing to his dirty pleasures is shaping up to be the ride of a lifetime.

My wife. I love saying those words. She’s mine, and if she thinks I’m going to let her run without tracking her down and bringing her back to where she belongs—with me—then she’s about to be introduced to a new reality. Because I’ll fight dirty to give her the happily ever after she deserves.

Dirty Together is the final book in the Dirty Billionaire Trilogy and should be read following Dirty Billionaire and Dirty Pleasures.

I’ve got a big… ego and an even bigger bank account. That’s pretty much where my bio ends. Honestly, I don’t need to say anything else. I’ve just sold 99% of women on going home with me.

Do I sound like a jerk to you? That’s because I am.

And guess what? It works for me just fine.

Or at least it did. Until I met her.

Books talk about sparks flying. Screw that. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel. Or maybe just straight up napalm.

Only one problem. She wouldn’t tell me her name or her number when she disappeared from the hotel room after the hottest night of my life.

Now I’ve had a taste of the perfect woman—and I need it again.

So what’s a jerk to do?

I took this problem to the street. A missed connection gone viral.

And when I find her? I’m keeping her.