Secrets of Stone

Once upon a time, there was a girl who dressed up and went to a big party at the palace. When she was there, she met a prince. They danced and fell in love. Damn good line. Too bad I don’t believe a word of it anymore. My name is Claire Montgomery, and I’m not a princess. I’m a fighter. I worked hard to earn my place on the emergency image repair team for one of the biggest public relations companies in the country. We’ve been called to the renowned Chicago headquarters of Stone Global Corporation, where it’s our job to clean up a heap of the Stone family’s filthiest laundry.

Behind every good man...is the love of an even better woman. Those were just pretty words before I met Claire Montgomery. Before my fairy queen burst into my life, I didn’t recognize the bastard in my morning mirror - but her love has given me the strength to face the imposter, even embrace him. With Claire at my side, I’m the king I always wanted to be, the Killian Stone I always dreamed of becoming. Which means for once, I want the mask guarding my secret to stay right where it is.

My name is Margaux Asher. Yes, that Margaux Asher. The attitude icon. The bitch in the latest heels. The princess of the PR game - at least until last winter, when Mommie Dearest revealed a secret she’s been hiding since birth. My real father is one of the world’s richest men. Dream come true, right? And now, Michael Pearson wants to help open it. My six-foot-three, golden god of a dilemma. He’s patient, indulgent - and don’t get me started on his passion - but he wants too much. He wants the secrets.

My name is Margaux Asher, and I’m in love. Crazy, right? Me, the girl who grew up in the lap of luxury and the shadow of cynicism, is now head-over-heels for an apple farmer’s son. He rocks my world and steals my breath, and he loves me for me. Trouble is...he wants all of me. How can I commit that to him if I don’t know who "me" is? There are pieces missing - and not just mine. Unless Michael opens up and shares all of himself, our great beginning won’t ever become a lasting magic tale.

Business trip or trip of a lifetime? Talia Perizkova has been working toward this moment her entire career. Now she finds herself sandwiched between two of the most eligible bachelors in the country and can barely focus on the task at hand. And that’s fine by Drake Newland and Fletcher Ford. They’re all business around the office, but when they get Talia to themselves off the clock, things really heat up. Now if they can just convince her a three-way relationship could fit into her world… Will Talia take a chance on her newly discovered feelings, or is their weekend of passion destined to end them before they’ve even begun?

My name is Talia Perizkova, and time has been on my side, until I told it to kiss my ass during a business trip to Vegas and experienced a night for the record books with my bosses - yes, my bosses. But what happened in Sin City refuses to stay there, and time has joined forces with his pal, karma, to exact payback - from the depths of my heart. Fletcher Ford. Drake Newland. They’re two of the business world’s sexiest, most sought-after bachelors - and I’ve fallen for them both.

It’s incredible what Fletcher Ford and Drake Newland have done to my world - and my soul - since igniting my desires, answering my dreams and filling every inch of my heart. I am rocked. Changed. Freed. A woman in love. But the adjustment hasn’t been easy, and not just for my orthodox family. Falling for one dazzling, commanding billionaire is complicated enough. But two? Wading through dysfunctions, judgments, and emotional baggage from all sides, we’re searching for the perfect balance of our love. And we nearly find it, when disaster slams again.

I was once told that the woman you have to work the hardest for would be the one worth working for by far - and Taylor Mathews has turned the expression into a mantra for me. Here I am, Maclain Stone, centering my very existence on the woman. She’s quickly become my obsession, and my reason for trying to be a better human - though trust me when I say that may never happen. But I’m going to try. For her.

Lovesick has never been in my vocabulary, but now that MacClain Stone has entered my world, I’m practically dying of heartache. And there’s nobody to blame but myself. But his brushoff has made me never want to see his sexy, smug face again. When a stalker forces me from my home and lands me on Mac’s front door - and into the warmth of his bed - I can’t avoid the truth any longer. I’m in love with him. I need him. I’m lost without him....