Billionaire’s Club Bks 1-7 – Elise Faber Free Audiobook

Written by Elise Faber
Read by Avery Caris
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Book 1: Bad Night Stand

The man had seemed so innocent in the bar—okay, not innocent, per say. He’d been hot, hard, and possessed a butt that I wanted to bite like the last chocolate chip cookie in my stash.

He’d also skipped out of town faster than a villain in a B movie, leaving me woefully unsatisfied. I’d chalked the whole incident up to a bad night stand and moved on with my life.

That was before the news of a failed IUD. Before the plus sign. Before Jordan showed back up determined to make that night up to me.

I didn’t want a baby or a payday or a sexy, stubborn man in my life. I wanted to go back in time and pretend none of it had happened.

Unfortunately, my life had become all about that plus sign . . . and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.
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Book 2: Bad Breakup

The first sign of trouble was the rough, masculine voice.

The second was the Scottish accent.

God, Cecelia loved Scottish accents.

The last was the scent—his scent—familiar and uniquely Colin.

Cecelia had been through bad breakups before but none had compared to the two, yes two, that had come at Colin’s hands, because she was apparently glutton for punishment and didn’t know better and was young and stupid and in love.

Had been in love. Twice.

And she’d had her heart broken. Twice.

Well, the third time wasn’t the charm and CeCe wasn’t going to be stupid about Colin. Not again, not now that she knew better. Nope. There would be no brooding, gorgeously sexy, Scottish hero in her future.

But had anyone informed Colin of that fact?
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Book 3: Bad Husband

Heather O’Keith is the biggest, baddest female CEO around.

She’s known for being tough as nails, fair to a fault, and a shark when it comes to securing contracts for her business, RoboTech.

She’s also lonely.

Not that she would tell anyone else that . . . least of all one Clay Steele—sexy, smart, cold, and a man with a business acumen that both matches and sometimes surpasses her own.

But then fate catches them both at a weak moment and Heather realizes that she may not be the only lonely one. The big lug who seems to enjoy tormenting her in the business world also has a soft side. And when that part of him is wholly directed at her, she gets stupid.

Stupid finds her waking up hungover and naked in Clay’s bed.

With a giant diamond ring.

On her left hand. And a wedding license with their names on it.

Oh lord, what has she done?
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Book 4: Bad Hookup

Hookups weren’t for her.

Rachel knew that. She was a good girl—sigh—she’d always been a good girl.

Except when it came to him.

She’d met the him in question in a bar of all places and his lean strength, gorgeous face, and way-too-charming personality had combined to shatter her defenses. All of a sudden she’d been doing all of those “dangerous, bad girl” things her grandmother had once warned her of.

And just like her grandma had predicted, he’d vanished come morning.

No note. No exchanged numbers. She hadn’t even known his name.

Fine. Whatever. Rachel had chalked it up to a horrible—albeit, wholly pleasurable—mistake and moved on. She was the assistant to Heather O’Keith, a kick ass, take-no-prisoners CEO of a billion dollar corporation, she didn’t have time to sit around and worry over a man.

But then Heather had gotten her happily ever after by marrying equally successful business entrepreneur, Clay Steele, and Rachel discovered that she had to work in close, day-to-day contact with him.

Sebastian Henley. The man from the bar. The sexy, gorgeous, irresistible disappearing man from the bar.

And he still made her want to do bad, bad things.
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Book 5: Bad Divorce

Bec Darden was a high-powered attorney who had spent her entire adult life building a fearsome reputation both in the courtroom and the boardroom.

But once upon a time, she was also a naïve and romantic—aka idiotic—soul who’d married her high school sweetheart on a whim after graduating. He’d been weeks away from deployment and she’d been heading off to college in the fall.

No surprise, her marriage had been short-lived.

Explosive. Miserable. And incredibly, incredibly short-lived.

But now Luke Pearson was back in her life and with the worst possible news. Her marriage, the one she’d almost immediately regretted, and the subsequent divorce she’d paid through the teeth for in college by waiting tables, picking up extra shifts, and basically not sleeping hadn’t happened.

As in she was still freaking married.

Luke had been sexy in high school, but he was even hotter as a grown man and his reappearance in her life hadn’t done anything to dampen the attraction she felt for him.

But Bec had already learned that sex wasn’t everything. One broken heart was enough, and she wasn’t in the market to give Luke another chance at shattering her all over again. He needed to sign the divorce papers she’d drafted and leave her to her life.

Except . . . what did they say about best laid plans?

Because Luke wouldn’t sign.
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Book 6: Bad Fiance

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 crazy proposition. One so crazy, it almost made sense.

He wanted them to get married.

And Sera thought she just might agree.
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Book 7: Bad Boyfriend

Kelsey Scott has never wanted anything more serious than a hookup. Work triumphs all, men are simply trainable orgasm machines, and her friends and family are everything.

But with her brother’s wedding rapidly approaching and matchmaking rapidly ensuing from all angles, she decides she needs a buffer from all the “perfect Mr. Rights,” the white tulle and frumpy bridesmaid dresses, and—ick—the heart-warming vows.

What she doesn’t need is Tanner.

Her ex.

The only man who ever managed to weasel his way into her heart.

And by typical male progression, the only man to break it.

She’s done with the gorgeous, chocolate-eyed man who chased her down, got her to open up, and then promptly tossed her aside. She’s done with letting anyone past the barbed wire protecting her heart. Because if Kelsey has learned anything, it’s that she loves fiercely . . . and stupidly.

So no. No men, no matter how gorgeous. Definitely no emotional connections with those of the XY variety. And certainly no boyfriends. Not now. Not again. Not ever.

But when she and Tanner get paired up as a bridesmaid and groomsman at her brother’s wedding, Kelsey finds it hard to remember all her steadfast rules.

Especially when it turns out that Tanner wants to get past all her defenses all over again.