Off the Books – serie

When a desperate author hires an escort to inspire her next book and the chemistry turns real, she must decide if their love story is a plot twist or a happily-ever-after...She wanted to write a bestseller. She wasn't ready for the plot twist. Being an indie romance author was supposed to be a dream come true. But after publishing umpteen books, I still haven't "made it" and now I'm just waiting for the dark cloak of insignificance to completely snuff out my career. I decide to roll the dice on a marketing guru who swears he can yank me out of obscurity. But after a frantic search for "book boyfriend material" and an unexpected bar encounter, I accidentally blow my entire budget on an escort. Forrest is a charming single dad by day and hotter-than-sin escort by night. But before I can fire him and ask for a refund, he reminds me how I got here in the first place... I'm in desperate need of inspiration. He might be a walking red flag, but Forrest is ready to be my muse, which means spending the next three months helping me "research" my next bestseller. (Hey, I'm manifesting here.) Our game plan? Act out all the romance novel tropes that make a bingeable love story: brooding billionaires, masked men, cowboys in small towns, and even swoon-worthy green flags. Forrest plays all the book boyfriend parts perfectly. So perfectly I'm starting to wonder if his feelings for me might be real, or if he's just earning his paycheck. I'm not sure if I'm trying to write a love story or live one out. After all, there is no such thing as happily ever after with a professional escort...right?

A pop princess with her career in ruins is forced into a fake PR relationship with Hollywood actor, Grayson, to save her image. Except her new fake boyfriend is less than charming, and she seeks companionship elsewhere. She ends up hiring an escort, convinced losing her virginity is the way to elicit a sexy spark into her music, which the industry desperately wants from her. Except the escort, Taio, isn't interested in rushing her first time. Instead, they build a friendship and strike up a bedroom lessons arrangement. When they are caught by the paparazzi spending time together after hours, she's forced to feed out a lie to the tabloids that Taio is her bodyguard. With a new male threat prevalent, Grayson begins to show Charlie attention (out of competitiveness), and Taio, who has been hurt before and is convinced he'll never settle down and leave escorting. Now Charlie is caught in a bizarre fake love-triangle while trying to revive her dwindling music career, doing her best to figure out what an actual happily ever after looks like and whether that might be off-stage.

Experience a sizzling, age-gap romance where passion knows no boundaries and second chances are just the beginning.Two decades designing couture for the elite, and building a billion-dollar fashion brand, should feel like success. Instead, I have an empty mansion, a fresh divorce settlement, and the sinking feeling that I traded everything meaningful for a life that looks better on social media than it does in the mirror.When my practically estranged best friend passes away, she leaves me with the one thing my ex-husband never gave me a chance to have—a baby. Well, a soon-to-be baby, currently residing in a surrogate’s belly. Surprise!Guilt-ridden, and scared to face this alone, cue my desperate funeral plus-one hire: Saylor, an escort with bedroom eyes and a smile that makes me forget I’m supposedly “past my expiration date.” He’s over a decade younger and shouldn’t give me a second glance after the check clears.Only he does.And while I’m spiraling over surprise motherhood and the thoughts of launching a new fashion empire, away from the clutches of my ex, this way-too-young-for-me man has the audacity to look at me like I’m the only woman in the world.“Too old” is what society whispers about women my age starting over. Too old for babies. Too old for new beginnings. Definitely too old for Saylor’s salacious advances that make me feel like a teenager in lust.But what if the happily ever after isn’t lost, just fashionably late? And what if the unattainable escort couldn’t care less about earning his money, because he’s making a play for my heart?