Ever had a secret so big your dad tries to use it to marry you off? No, just me? To avoid my father and hide my secret, I move to another city, take a job with marketing VP David Darling, and spend my weekends baking and watching corporate training videos rather than going out. Then I get an urgent Saturday call from David. It isn't a run-of-the-mill office emergency. It comes with a pink Rolls Royce and a Cinderella makeover! It should've been just one night of me playing the love of his life, but the press gets involved. David might've fanned the flames by declaring that I'm his in front of the reporters. Now the whole world thinks we're engaged, but before he can set the record straight, I propose to let the situation stay as is for three months. A fake engagement would get his psycho ex off his back, and it'd stop my dad from trying to force me into a loveless marriage. The only problem is, David keeps slipping through my carefully erected walls to make me feel special. And I don't know what I'm going to do when he finds out what I'm keeping secret...

A fake date to an ex's wedding. A hot billionaire single dad next door. An overly generous demon cat. Until today, I never had to fake anything with Wyatt Westland-owner of a demon cat and my high school sweetheart-turned-nemesis-turned-billionaire tech genius. But I wouldn't be here by his side right now if I could've found him a date. I swore I'd never let myself get involved with Wyatt again after he broke my heart all those years ago, but he moved in next door with his adorable daughter. And the sexy single dad vibe he has going on began to thaw my inner ice queen-the one I perfected just for him. Then my eccentric boss asked me to find Wyatt a date to his ex-wife's wedding. My boss even put a cherry on top of a huge bonus, and I couldn't resist. Of course, not a single one of the heiresses I set Wyatt up with worked. I'm convinced he ruined each date on purpose, leaving me with no choice but to step up and stand in as his date myself. How hard can it be to fake it for just one day, even if every moment reminds me of all the ways I fell for him the first time? Faking It with the Frenemy is a second chance, lovers-to-enemies-to-lovers reunion romance with a matchmaking mom determined to make the heroine marry for money (love is optional), a billionaire single-dad hero who was the heroine's first love, a cat that wants to be a queen, a dog that loves what the cat brings every morning, and a wild party with certain very inappropriately named treats from Japan. Love a book with lots of laughter and heart? Then grab Faking It with the Frenemy today!

My boyfriend is getting married. Okay, technically he's my ex-boyfriend. Two months ago he decided he wanted a break. I still thought he was my happily ever after. On any other day, knowing he was gone for good would be the worst thing that could possibly happen. But not today. Because not only is my boyfriend getting married—his bride is my best friend. And they've sent me an invitation. There's no way I'm going to attend. I don't care if it's in beautiful Scotland. Nothing and no one could convince me. Not even when a deliciously handsome stranger tells me he needs to go as my plus one. Not even when he shoots me a wickedly, sexy smile. But then he offers me the opportunity of a lifetime—a dream come true. How can I say no? But I have one condition. He has to be my new boyfriend. I mean, my pretend new boyfriend. I'm about to find out that faking it can be a whole lot of fun.

It's not just the motion of the ocean, ladies. It's definitely the SIZE of the boat too. And I've got both firing on all cylinders. In fact, I have ALL the right assets. Looks, brains, my own money, and a big c&$k. You might think I'm an as%*$le. I sound like one, don't I? I'm hot as sin, rich as heaven, smart as hell and hung like a horse. Guess what? You haven't heard my story before. Sure, I might be a playboy, like the NY gossip rags call me. But I'm the playboy who's actually a great guy. Which makes me one of a kind. The only trouble is, my dad needs me to cool it for a bit. With conservative investors in town wanting to buy his flagship Fifth Avenue jewelry store, he needs me not only to zip it up, but to look the part of the committed guy. Fine. I can do this for Dad. After all, I've got him to thank for the family jewels. So I ask my best friend and business partner to be my fiancée for the next week. Charlotte's up for it. She has her own reasons for saying yes to wearing this big rock. And pretty soon all this playing pretend in public leads to no pretending whatsoever in the bedroom, because she just can't fake the kind of toe-curling, window-shattering orgasmic cries she makes as I take her to new heights between the sheets. But I can't seem to fake that I might be feeling something real for her. What the hell have I gotten myself into with this...big rock? BIG ROCK is a standalone, dirty romance novel written from the guy's POV by NYT Bestselling author Lauren Blakely...