The Bachelor Tower World
A brand new series set in a whole new world.
Dalton: Women are a perk of my lifestyle. I work hard. I deserve to play harder. But I didn’t get on the Forbes List of Rising Entrepreneurs by getting lost in the baggage and disruption that comes with dating. I’ve seen dozens of men fail when they fall in love. Pathetic.
That's why I chose the Bachelor Tower. It was designed by a genius, my hero: the late, Garry F. Brockton. He created an all-male haven for ambitious men who want to live like kings and play by their own rules. Casino nights, a fully equipped gym and lap pool, cigar and Scotch bar, and a media room with screens the size of the average movie theater. The list is endless. I easily network with men trying to launch their careers or those at the top who want to stay hungry. The best part: the tower attracts women, beautiful women who hang out in the lobby bar and vie for an invite upstairs. Easy, like fishing in a barrel.
Until Brockton dies and Penny Fuller moves into the apartment next to me because the new owner doesn't share his vision.
Everyone agrees Penny can't stay. I don't want to get involved, but she doesn't understand the lengths my fellow building mates will go to to get her out. She's not only irresistibly sexy and painfully optimistic, she's also in real danger.
Siding with her would be career suicide.
Betraying her was never my intention.
Ben
I like a challenge. Tell me something’s impossible and I’ll make it happen. From our very first meeting it’s obvious the Bachelor Tower’s newest female addition doesn’t think I’m her type. When I’m asked to distract her from the politics of the building, she tells me I have no chance with her.
Proving her wrong will be fun and might just take us to the brink of love.
I ask her to trust me, but I’m not prepared for what she shares when she does.
Kylie
My life was following a set plan before he comes into it and turns everything upside down. Sure, he’s sexy as hell with a smile that can melt any heart—but I can’t afford to make another mistake. In my experience, the only people who can hurt me are the ones I let in.
He says he’s different, that he understands me.
He says that until I show him who I really am.
Then love is. . .impossible?
A secret prince romance.
Savannah Barre:
I’m starting over—hitting the reset button on my life. With the small inheritance, my grandmother left me, I’m leaving Coppertop Maine behind and reinventing myself in Boston.
Don’t worry, I’m not doing it alone. I’ve secured the services of Jana Monroe, a life coach so exclusive no one will say what she actually does.
I’m reasonably certain the first step in my transformation is shedding my virginity. I’ve heard there’s nothing Jana can’t arrange.
With her help, I’m practically guaranteed an entire life makeover.
The only stipulation? I have to follow her rules. No distractions and absolute confidentiality when it comes to what she does for me.
I would be her favorite client if it weren’t for Brice Hastings. Just because we were trapped in an elevator right after I was mugged and I happened to be dressed like a homeless person, does not mean I need his help.
He’s not part of the plan.
In fact, he’s the distraction Jana says I need to cut out of my life. He’s gorgeous, arrogant, and irritatingly sure I need saving.
If I’m not careful he’ll also be the reason I fail in Boston.
Prince Bricelion Octavias Hastina of Calvadria:
I’ve come to the US to save my brother from a forced arranged marriage that my family sees as the only way to secure the financial future of my people. In Boston, I’m working on some projects that will prove to my father that we are no longer dependent on archaic alliances. For my plan to work, my identity must be concealed until the deals are made and the contracts are signed.
Everything is going as planned until I’m trapped in an elevator with a woman who has no money, no place to stay, and no idea how dangerous a city can be for a woman as innocent as she is.
I don’t want to care what happens to her—but I do.
She tells me to leave her alone—but I can’t.
I didn’t come to the US looking for a woman.
I’m not going home without her.
Stubborn as she is, she will be mine.
A fun addition to Ruth Cardello’s Bachelor Tower World
This was supposed to be so easy. All I needed to do was go to dinner and smooth talk Shannon to get some inside information regarding the Bachelor Tower. Instead I never even brought up the subject because I got lost in her gorgeous green eyes and lips that begged to be kissed. Did I mention she was my one regret from years ago? Seeing her again brought back all the feelings, good and bad.
I’ve never forgotten the last time I saw her. I had been young and wanted to marry her. Her father’s response was to kick my ass with his thousand dollar shoes as he reminded me I came from the wrong side of tracks. That lesson molded me into the successful, yet uncontrollable bachelor I am today.
Shannon isn’t the quiet girl she was either. She’s confident, and sexy as hell and haunting my every thought. She’s becoming a sweet distraction, but a complication I can’t afford. Am I going to let one hot night with her again bring me to my knees?
All I need to do is sign the contract and the apartment is mine. Bachelor Towers provides the lifestyle I have busted my ass for. I’ll have topnotch business connections and women at my fingertips. It’s everything I wanted. Or at least it was.
How do I convince her I’ve had a change of heart when I don’t deserve a second chance?
I have done it all. I have built three global security companies, including foreign subsidiaries which include an airline company and a shipping conglomerate, partnered with some of the biggest industry titans in the realm of international trade. But my love is in protecting and securing the safety of those I care about.
And I’ve done this, as it turns out, at the expense of my own security and fortune. I’ve cared for everyone else’s assets, and left mine wide open to plunder.
Well, that was then. This is now. This is me fighting back. I’m going to screw that b**** of a former wife, who, while she was screwing me in my own bed, was slutting with other men. I was naive, but now, fully awakened, I will have my revenge.
And it will be sweet!
I’m in trouble.
On the brink of losing everything I’ve worked for, I have a choice to make. Sit back and watch it all evaporate before my eyes, or accept a deal with the devil himself, my identical twin brother, Matthew.
He has agreed to fund my floundering cattle ranch if I do three things:
1.Oversee the redecorating of his apartment in the famed Bachelor Tower in Boston.
2.Make sure his latest business deal proceeds without a hitch.
3.Break up with his girlfriend, Kyla.
Seems easy enough, right?
Wrong.
Pretending to be my brother is hard enough, but tossing in an instant attraction to my brother’s girlfriend adds an extra layer of complication I wasn’t prepared for. All I have to do is get through three weeks portraying my brother, and I’m home free.
Shouldn’t be too hard, as long as I can keep my heart out of the deal.
*Bachelor Swap is a sexy contemporary romance addition to Ruth Cardello’s Bachelor Tower World.
People say I don’t have a heart…or a soul. That I’m not capable of caring about anyone but myself. They’re wrong. I love my family, even my troublemaker little brother. Women? Meh, not so much. I learned the hard way to never confuse my heart with my dic… well, you get it.
I have the perfect life. I answer to no one and everything I do is on my terms. Nothing gets in the way of what I want, and yes, that includes women. I’ve had countless attractive women in my bed, for a night, but never more than that.
Heads up ladies, I have very special skills that women crave, but I’m a one and done with you kinda guy. Don’t give me your number. I won’t be calling you. Names are optional. I’ll probably forget it anyway. I’m not a complete ass about it, I always make sure to have a car waiting in the morning.
And then Anya walks into my neat, compartmentalized life and now the jokes on me. One taste of her and I want more. Need more. Crave more. Does Anya really believe that she can deny me? Hasn’t anyone told her that I play dirty? I’m not going anywhere because I know I have what she can’t resist. One problem, she seems to hold the same power over me. My name is Hunter but I might just have become the prey.
Cole Harlow
I’ve been able to keep my distance from most family obligations for years. My parents prefer it that way too, for fear my less-than-royal behavior might tarnish the Harlow good name. Since I’m not in line for the throne, I see no reason I should be bound by any rules but my own.
Corandian royal law states that upon marriage, all royal descendants must take permanent residence in Corandia, to protect the lineage. Since I am currently enjoying every amenity the Bachelor Towers in Boston has to offer, I’m in no rush for things to change. Even now, as I sow my royal oats in the States, I know anything this good won’t last forever.
When my eldest brother called to inform me of his engagement, I was happy for him. Honestly, I’m glad I’m not the one about to get tied down. Apparently, he hasn’t been the sweet, obedient son my parents had believed, and now he needs my help with a mistress who threatens to reveal all.
Since I can’t talk him into locking her away in a dungeon, it’s up to me to ensure any rumors, true or not, are crushed. That means I’ll need to get her off the grid until after my brother’s wedding. After that, it’ll be too late for her to do any real damage and I can return to what I love most, being unobtainable.