Welcome to Billionaire Ranch, USA Today bestseller Vanessa Vale’s new cowboy romance series. Where love points you in the right direction when you least expect it. This is a complete boxed set with all four steamy books included!
Everyone thinks I’m the disgraced cowboy.
That means my cover’s working. The focus of my FBI investigation?
One look at her and I’m f$cked.
I want her, and not behind bars.
The closer I get, the more I learn about the woman I’ve decided is mine.
When I find out what happened at Billionaire Ranch, I discover I’m not the only one hiding the truth. North also has secrets and they just might get her killed.
How can I save her when she finds out I’m the biggest lie of all?
Women want me for my money. My name. I’m South Wainright and winning my heart means the keys to Billionaire Ranch.
Getting in my bed’s one thing, but my heart’s off limits.
Until I see her. The maid. She’s new to town. A beautiful mystery.
Sweet, shy and… not interested.
For some reason, she doesn’t want a man with a fortune, which means we’re perfect for each other.
I fall and fall hard. Except Maisey’s living a lie.
She is a lie.
Because after a lifetime of deception, I need the truth.
Who wants a billionaire bachelor? Every single woman—and a few not-so-single ones.
That’s why I avoid flings, relationships or hookups.
Until I’m propositioned to pretend to sleep with a woman.
Pretend? As if.
Because one look at the fiery redhead and there’s no faking it. I’m all in… her.
Except she sneaks off after and I’m left with only her first name and panties.
Turns out, finding her is the easy part. Making her mine?
Impossible, once I discover she’s my student.
She’s a ball-busting businesswoman with a need for control. I’m a laid-back rancher.
Who’s going to win this battle? Me. Yeah, I’m going to rule her world.
I might be a billionaire, but I’m a Montana rancher through and through. I lead a simple, quiet life. I don’t care about contracts and mergers.
Then why do I want the feisty, pint-sized lawyer from New York?
She’s everything I’m not, a workaholic with something to prove.
When I get her separated from her cell, her laptop—and her panties—she’ll see there’s more to life than the corner office.
Except I might find there’s more for me than riding the open range.