Meet the Titans of Tennessee – Men of industry (and music!) who work hard, love harder…and go to ridiculous lengths to claim the sassy women meant for them. They're big, bossy, and over-the-top, just the way we like them!
His Bride: The Complete Series includes all six stories in Nichole Rose's His Bride series, as well as special never-before-seen bonus scenes.
His Future Bride: When a billionaire agrees to help a country music star save his manager's company, he runs headfirst into love. Now he just has to convince his curvy girl to put her heart in his hands too.
His Stolen Bride: A country music star will go to extraordinary lengths to keep his only love from marrying another man for convenience…even if he has to steal her to convince her that they're meant to be.
His Secret Bride: This billionaire has been in love with his best friend's curvy little sister for years, but he had no clue she felt the same way. Now the race is on to lock her down before her brother finds out and tries to keep them apart.
His Curvy Bride: He had his chance at fame once and walked away. Now he's got another shot…but he needs this shy, curvy girl to help him make it big. Can he keep her and the music?
His Captive Bride: This bossy giant knows there are some things in life worth fighting for. Love, freedom, honor…and a chance with his sassy, curvy girl!
His Blushing Bride: This bossy billionaire has had a rough time since his little sister ran off to Vegas and married his best friend. But his luck changes when he meets his sassy assistant for the first time. He'll do whatever it takes to make this younger woman fall in love with him…even if it means turning his whole life upside down.
When these older men meet their younger curvy women, it's love at first sight. If you enjoy instalove, over-the-top billionaires, and laugh-out-loud romantic comedy, you'll love this series of six sweet and steamy stories from Nichole Rose. As always, all Nichole Rose books come complete with a sticky sweet and guaranteed HEA.
Excerpt from His Bride:
"No," I growl, already pissed just thinking about all the assholes who are going to be looking at my wife once we arrive. She looks like an angel with her dark hair in waves down her back. Her white, strapless dress hugs her gorgeous curves. There's a slit in it that goes halfway up her thigh. She looks like an angel who just floated to Earth. She's too goddam beautiful. Everyone is going to be staring at her or trying to talk to her.
I hate sharing her with people. She's too damn sweet and they're all assholes who monopolize her time just to annoy me. We should skip this whole ridiculous show and go back to the hotel so I can work on getting her pregnant again. That's way more fun than sitting in an auditorium with a bunch of assholes who want my wife.
"You can't skip the Grammys, Bentley," Cami says with a smile in her voice. "You're nominated for two of them."
"We're nominated, little dove," I remind her. She never takes credit for any of our success, but everyone knows she's the reason I've done as well as I have. When she sings with me, pure magic happens. Just like it does when I'm buried inside her. That's way more fun than this whole award show business.
"I don't know why Riley keeps forcing me to go to these things," I complain, staring down the top of Cami's dress at the swells of her tits. Her dress shows way too much cleavage. Thank God she has a wrap that goes around her shoulders. Riley would probably murder me if I knocked someone out on the red carpet for staring at my wife's tits. I bet I wouldn't have to go to any more award shows if I did though. She'd forbid me from going.
This plan has merit.
"It does not have merit," Cami says, laughing at me. "You can't start a fight at the Grammys."
"Shit," I mumble…mostly because I didn't mean to say that out loud, but also because she's probably right. Starting a fight at the Grammys probably wouldn't go over very well. I need a new plan to get out of this.
"I'll make you a deal," she says, tipping her head back until her pretty eyes meet mine. She did something to them to make them look all smoky and hot, like they do after I've fucked her and she's sleepy and satisfied. Whatever she did to her lips makes them match her pink cheeks.
My dick hardens. Thank God I'm in a suit, otherwise there would be no hiding him. She looks delicious. Keeping my hands off her is not going to be easy. Maybe she'll let me sneak her into one of the bathrooms to have sex.
"If your deal involves sex in the bathroom, I'm in, little dove."
She laughs again. "We're not having sex in the bathroom."
"This night needs better rules. I don't like these."