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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 77452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)

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EPISODE 1

A LITTLE MERMAID IN A BIG POND

Ariel

My heart thumps so hard I can see it against the teal satin of my strapless dress.

I don’t belong here.

This dress isn’t me.

These slinky silver sandals with spiky heels aren’t me.

This whole place… So not me.

Yet here I am, about to meet four billionaires who are on this island to find wives.

The other women are way more beautiful and worldly than I am. Evangeline found me at an old-fashioned drive-in diner serving food on roller skates in my small hometown in Alabama. I delivered a loaded burger, curly fries, and diet soda—cue eye roll—to her car, and when she saw me, she removed her designer sunglasses and burned me with her dark eyes.

“You married?” she asked.

“Hell, no. If I had a husband, I wouldn’t be working this shitty job.”

“Oh?”

“Of course not. Any boy I marry has to be rich.”

She cocked her head, raked her gaze down my body, and then back up again. “You’re perfect.”

“Perfect for what?”

“You want to marry a rich boy? How about a rich man? How about a billionaire?”

I nearly dropped the tray before I got it latched to her car.

“I asked if you want to marry a billionaire,” she said. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”

I narrowed my eyes at the classy woman who clearly wasn’t from around here. “Yeah. You can use the app on your phone to pay, or we take credit, debit, or cash.”

“I guess you’re not serious about wanting to marry that rich boy.” She let out a laugh that sounded just like she looked—judgy and rich.

“Oh, I’m serious about marrying money. I just wasn’t born yesterday.”

I skated away, but Evangeline—I didn’t know her name yet—got out of her car, followed me into the diner, and made me an offer I’d have been an idiot to refuse.

Two days later, I arrived here—on Billionaire Island, as we call it.

That was two weeks ago. Since then, I’ve learned all about Evangeline and the whirlwind adventure that sounded way too good to be true when I had skates on my feet and red Alabama dust in my hair. This isn’t a reality show. No cameras, no videos. Billionaire Island is a life-changing opportunity for the right women. Too bad I won’t be one of the “right” ones. But that didn’t stop me from accepting the all-expenses paid trip, the free wardrobe, and the high-class makeover.

Now I’m wearing clothes that aren’t mine, my hair is a color that looks way more natural on me than what I got from Mama, and I’m lined up with a dozen other girls like a wannabe in the Miss Alabama pageant. Today’s the day. The billionaires have arrived.

Evangeline briefed us on the men we’re here to meet.

River Barrett, a rancher.

Brett Dawson, an entrepreneur.

Sebastian Tate, a rock star.

Alex Maxwell, a bestselling author.

Sebastian Tate is the only one I’d heard of before coming here. I don’t run in billionaire circles, obviously, and though I’m more of a country music fan, everyone knows who he is. I don’t know anything about ranching or business, and I can’t recall the last time I’ve read anything other than Cosmopolitan. We’ve been briefed on all of them, though—their hobbies, their likes, their dislikes, what they’re looking for in a woman, pretty much everything except their freaking dick sizes, which frankly would be nice to know.

They’re all rich and gorgeous, so why do they want to meet women this way? Of course, I got a free vacation and an amazing designer wardrobe out of it, so I’m not complaining.

No way will I snag one of them, though. Not with Juniper Loring and Emily Kensington standing on either side of me. June is a lingerie model from Manhattan, and Emily is a fashion designer from London. We’ve also got an attorney, a hair stylist, an heiress—why she needs to marry a billionaire is beyond me—a dermatologist, and a physicist.

Yes, a physicist. Seriously.

It’s a virtual who’s who of smart and gorgeous women with impressive resumés.

Until you get to me, that is.

Ariel Tanner, a roller waitress who left school at sixteen and whose mother named her after a cartoon character.

Evangeline added auburn highlights to my light-brown hair, and this skin-tight mini-dress is a rich, exotic teal—just like the waters outside the palatial mansion where we’ve been staying. Add a sequined tail, and I’ll be true to my name.

The eight of us—yes, there are eight women for only four men—stand in a row outside the back of the mansion, facing the large courtyard.

“Ladies”—Evangeline raises her hands—“the gentlemen will be here shortly! Let’s prepare to give them a welcome!”

I strike the pose I’ve been practicing thanks to Evangeline’s constant corrections—shoulders back, hips forward, right foot out, seductive smile. For some of the girls, smiling means showing a little bit of teeth. For me it means lips only, curved slightly upward.

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Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 74940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)

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Four powerful billionaires, bound by their Montana roots and one devastating secret, escape to a secluded tropical island to find love. Eight stunning women, harboring their own secrets, compete for the men's affections. The Bachelor meets Yellowstone in this high-stakes, pulse-pounding story from #1 New York Times bestselling author Helen Hardt. Heat sizzles among the men and women, but beneath the sun-drenched surface, mysteries simmer, ready to explode

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

EPISODE 42

MISTY AND RIVER'S DATE, PART THREE—REVELATION

River

I stand after giving Misty my ultimatum, take her hand, and pull her to me. I cup her cheek, lightly thumbing her lower lip.

“You’re beautiful, Misty, and so very sexy. But if anything is going to work between us, there can be no secrets.”

She glances around the pool area. “I’ve already said too much.”

“You can trust me.” I brush my lips lightly over hers and then trail kisses to her ear. “What’s the story, Misty? What do you know about me? And what’s going on with you and Evangeline?”

She pulls back, her mouth dropped open. “Evangeline?”

I tip her chin up. “I told you. I know all your secrets.”

Misty swallows, darts her gaze to the bar to the hot tub and then to the pool. Everywhere except on me, where it needs to be. I gently nudge her chin until our eyes meet.

“I...” She drops her gaze to the concrete. “It’s hard to say.”

I tip her chin up for the third time. “No secrets, Misty. I need to hear it all from you.”

“River...”

“Just say it. You can trust me.”

She opens her mouth, and then she jerks as she looks over her shoulder as the screen door to the pool area opens with a soft click.

Emily and June—in nothing but short silk robes—walk through the door but stop abruptly when they see us.

“Oh. Dreadfully sorry,” Emily says. “June and I thought we’d have a quick hot tub.”

Damn. Not that I have an issue with Emily and June hot tubbing, but their timing majorly sucks. I was just about to get Misty to spill everything.

“This area is occupied.” Misty turns ice cold. “Our dinner hasn’t been served yet.”

“That’s hardly a problem.” I smile. “We can eat anywhere, Misty. Please, ladies, enjoy the hot tub.”

I expect Misty to pout, but she surprises me.

“Yes, please. River and I can have our dinner served elsewhere.” She smiles and walks toward the screen door.

I point to the remnants of the Dom Perignon. “Help yourselves to some champagne if you’d like. There are extra flutes behind the bar.”

I follow Misty out of the screened area and into the courtyard. The table where Ariel and Alex were dining is now vacant.

“I’ll just go to the kitchen and tell Chef to serve us there.” I point to the table.

“Okay.”

“Or”—I gently nudge her hair behind her ear—“we could go to my suite.”

Her blue eyes brighten.

She truly is beautiful. Too bad that underneath her beauty is a snake waiting to strike.

Normally, I’d want my dinner, but this day has taken its toll on my appetite. I’m still reeling from what happened to Rachel on the catamaran, and all I really want is to get this date over with. But before I can end it, I have to get more information out of Misty. Though I’m curious about what she has on Evangeline, more important is what she knows about me and my past.

I can fuck a beautiful woman in my sleep, and though I’d prefer to have the sustenance of a decent meal before doing so, it’s not necessary.

“That would be lovely, River.” She entwines her fingers with mine.

We walk to the mansion, through the French doors, and up the stairs. My suite is on the second floor—the women are staying on the third—and I hover my key card over the reader and open the door.

“After you.”

Misty walk in, and within an instant, she’s shed her satin robe.

She turns, her tits rosy and her nipples hard. “You’ve already seen what I have to offer, but it doesn’t hurt to give you a second showing.”

I resist the urge to shield my eyes.

This afternoon, she was Misty Holmes, spoiled hotel heiress who for some reason has her sights set on me.

But now...

Now she’s Misty Holmes...half-sister of my long-lost friend—and the reason my life is everything it is, for better or for worse.

When I look closely, I see it. Lisa Patterson’s nose and jawline. Thick blond hair just like Jake’s—only a shade or two darker.

Once I see it, I can’t unsee it.

So much for taking one for the team. This is not happening. I just can’t.

I got hard for her earlier, but my dick has gone on vacation. It won’t be going inside Misty anytime soon.

She’s the same woman she was before, but now to touch her would be to break the bro code—no moms, sisters, cousins, or exes.

Jake may be gone, but he’s still a bro. And I still miss him.

Then I stifle a laugh. Bro code? This whole event is breaking the bro code. We’re here on a luxurious tropical island—my three best friends and me. Along with eight—er...six—women, all of whom we’re literally sharing.

Fucking bro code has gone up in flames.

I can hear Jake inside my head.

What the hell, Riv? Why’d you go along with this matchmaking scheme? It was Brett’s idea, wasn’t it?

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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75770 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)

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*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

EPISODE 83

FAREWELL, DANCING QUEEN

Sienna

Evangeline told me earlier that the ferry will be here by lunchtime. I’m honestly not even sure what time it is. So much has happened these past three days, and part of me feels like I’m in a time warp. I’m not sure anyone slept much last night. From my date with Brett to my late-night tryst with Marc to my talk on the beach this morning with Brett, to more Marc in the pantry… I feel like I’ve lived a lifetime on this island.

I’m alone at the hot tub, sitting with only my feet in the warm water. The bubbles tickle my toes as I wiggle them.

I look up when the screen door opens. Heather walks in, looking fabulous as usual in a denim skirt and blue crop top, and June looks like the model she is wearing a flattering red halter and a black mini.

“Hey, there you are!” Heather smiles. “Feeling better about things?”

I return her smile…or try to, anyway. “I think so. I’m ready to face what’s waiting for me.”

“I’m so sorry about your friend,” June offers. “I hope she recovers.”

“I hope so too.” Or at least I hope she waits until I get there so I can tell her how much she means to me and say goodbye.

“We just wanted to wish you well,” Heather says.

“And tell you that we hope you’ll come back,” June adds.

“I may. I honestly haven’t made any decisions yet. I just know I need to see Lavonne.”

“We’re going to grab some lunch.” Heather leans down and gives me a hug. “You want to join us?”

I shake my head. “Thanks, but the ferry should be here any minute. Evangeline knows where I am and she’ll come get me.”

“Okay.” June hugs me as well. “We’ll miss you.”

The two women leave the pool area, only to pass Ariel coming in.

“Hey.” Ariel flips off her sandals and sits down next to me, dangling her toes next to mine.

“Hey, yourself.”

“How are you?”

I sigh. “Been better.”

“I know. I’m so sorry about your friend. It’s good that you’re going to see her. Will you be back?”

The question that everyone asks…and the one that has no answer. At least not yet.

“I don’t know, Ariel. I just don’t know.”

“I was thinking about leaving earlier today,” she says.

“And…?”

“And I’m staying.”

“What convinced you?”

Her cheeks redden. “Let’s just say I finally found what I was looking for.”

I gasp. “One of the men fell for you?”

“Oh!” She clasps her hand to her cheek. “God, no. Not yet, anyway. I just finally decided not to second-guess myself anymore. I’m here, and I want to make the most of it.”

I pat her hand. “That’s a good attitude.”

She rises. “I’ve loved meeting you, and I hope you come back, but if not, look me up on social media. I want to keep in touch, okay?”

“Okay. Sure thing.”

I’m never on social media, but maybe I’ll get on and find Ariel and the others. Who knows?

Ariel is no sooner out the door when Evangeline finally enters followed by River, who is escorting me to the mainland. Must mean my ride is here. I rise, dry my feet with a small towel, and slide into my shoes.

Evangeline looks like she’s been crying. Her cheeks and nose are red and her eyes are swollen.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

She nods. “Change of plans. Brett’s decided to accompany you to the mainland. He’ll see you from here to the airport and make sure you get on your plane.”

I look to River, but his expression is unreadable. He seemed hellbent on taking me, and I was actually looking forward to spending some time with him. I’ve really only spent time with Brett and Alex.

Speak of the hazel-eyed devil. Alex enters along with Sebastian and Brett.

“Hey, beautiful,” Brett says with a smile. “You ready to go?”

“I suppose.”

“It’ll be my pleasure to spend the day with you and get you where you need to be.”

Sebastian’s jaw drops. “You’re taking her? I thought River was.”

“Change of plans,” River says dryly.

Sebastian’s gaze flicks to River and then to Brett and back to River.

Meanwhile, Alex approaches me and gives me an extra-long hug. “I hope you’ll return,” he whispers in my ear.

I can’t help it. My body reacts. Alex was my first connection on the island, and his kisses…

And his fucking cock…

Big dick energy, Ginger said. Damn, she was right.

But coitus interruptus in the form of the tide and Alex’s three friends, and he hasn’t given me much of a look since.

Sebastian hugs me next. “We want you back,” he reiterates. “And if you need anything, you call, you got it?”

“Thanks.” I kiss him on the cheek, wishing I’d gotten to spend some time with him as well.

River and Brett haven’t hugged me, and River makes no move to because Sebastian walks toward him and the two of them move off to the side, conversing in whispers.

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Total pages in book: 77
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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)

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Four powerful billionaires, bound by their Montana roots and one devastating secret, escape to a secluded tropical island to find love. Eight stunning women, harboring their own secrets, compete for the men's affections. The Bachelor meets Yellowstone in this high-stakes, pulse-pounding story from #1 New York Times bestselling author Helen Hardt. Heat sizzles among the men and women, but beneath the sun-drenched surface, mysteries simmer, ready to explode

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EPISODE 132

EMILY FALLS IN LOVE

Emily

I cling to River as if my life depends on it. I’m not sure whether I’m frightened, angry, or ready to throw up.

Seems a little of all three.

“Christ, Misty,” Sebastian says. “Your father? The hotel magnate? Why the hell would he fuck Evangeline? And why would she think he’s a danger to her baby?”

Misty, still soaking wet, plunks down onto the sand and buries her face in her hands. Brett goes to her, sits beside her, and puts an arm around her.

Alex joins them on Misty’s other side and takes her hand.

I’m not even slightly jealous of their intimacy, and in that instant I regret choosing Alex for my date tomorrow.

If that date even happens. At this point, who knows what will happen?

I should have chosen River. So he was acting like an ass at dinner. So what?

Bloody hell.

I’ve gone and fallen in love with a Montana rancher.

A Montana rancher who still doesn’t know the truth about why I’m here.

River tightens his hold on me. The gesture is comforting, but does little to quell the storm inside me.

“Because he’s a monster, that’s why,” Misty finally says, her voice muffled by her hands. She doesn’t cry, just trembles slightly as if the cold reality just sank deep into her bones.

Brett delicately brushes the wet hair off Misty’s face, looking at her with a worried glance.

“His money and power don’t make him any less of a beast,” Misty says, her voice eerily calm. “You all think I have some ulterior motive for being here. I do. But it’s not just that I’m looking for answers.” She swallows and gazes out to the ocean as if she’s looking at something that’s not there. “My father has a lot of money and power, but the four of you... You have more. You can...”

“We can what?” Brett asks gently.

Misty turns away from the ocean and toward Brett, her gaze so intense I almost think she’s trying to communicate something with her mind. “You can help me find out about myself,” she whispers. Barely audible, but each word sharp enough to pierce the tranquil night sounds. “I haven’t been able to find out anything other than my birth mother’s name and that she had another child. The son who’s your same age.”

River tightens his arm around me again. This is usually where he’d make some sort of snide comment to Misty...but he doesn’t. Instead, he remains uncharacteristically silent, his arm around my waist a tense band of protective strength.

I nestle my head against his shoulder, his wet body a comfort. It’s a warm night, but all of this... It’s chilling.

“Your father,” Sebastian says. “Could he have any motive for keeping this from you?”

Misty scoffs out a humorless chuckle. “You mean other than the fact that he’s an evil bastard who’s intent on controlling everyone around him?”

“What’s his connection to Evie?” Sebastian asks. “I mean, other than the kid.”

“Think about it,” Misty says, again looking out to sea.

River lets go of me. “Damn it, Misty!” His voice explodes into the night. “You can’t just drop a bomb like that and then expect us to fill in the blanks! Start making sense. Now.”

Misty doesn’t flinch or retreat from River’s sudden outburst. Instead, she smiles slightly, a sorrowful and defeated kind of smile. “That high-profile match that went wrong for Evangeline? My father sabotaged it. And then he...”

“For the love of God, what?” I demand.

Misty stays silent.

“Misty,” Brett says, “how did Evangeline become pregnant with your father’s child?”

Misty stiffens. Her gaze drifts back to the sea once more. “He forced himself on her,” she finally says, shuddering.

The impact of that confession rings through our group like a gunshot. We all fall silent, the only sound being the soft lapping of the waves on the nearby shore. The air thickens with an unspeakable tension. I can taste it, a sour note in my mouth that makes me want to gag.

“What?” Sebastian shakes his head. “Are you saying he raped her?”

“No.” Misty squares her shoulders. “It wasn’t as straightforward as that.”

River looks as though he might explode again, but Alex interjects before he can. “Then explain it to us, Misty. Plain and simple.”

“My father didn’t physically force himself on her,” Misty begins. “He manipulated her. Convinced her that he was what she needed, what she wanted.” She inhales sharply. “My father took away everything she cherished—prospects, reputation, happiness. And Evangeline... She was desperate, vulnerable and...”

“And your father exploited that,” Brett finishes quietly.

A beat of silence follows before Misty nods.

The men—even River—seem to believe Misty.

But I’m not convinced.

Not by a fucking long shot.

“Tell me, then,” I say, keeping my voice as calm as I can. “If your father took away Evangeline’s livelihood, forced himself on her, knocked her up, and she’s afraid of what he’ll do to her and the baby if he finds out, why the hell are you using what you know as leverage?”

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