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Read All About It!Arrogant…smug…confirmed bachelor. Just a few of Sam Reed&apos;s less than flattering qualities–as seen by reporter Molly Flynn. This description finds its way into a personal ad in Sam&apos;s very own newspaper–thanks to reporter Molly Flynn.It was supposed to be a joke. Since taking over the business six weeks before, Sam&apos;s been driving her crazy. So Molly wrote the ad to let off a little steam, but when it&apos;s accidentally published she&apos;s sure there&apos;s nothing left to write but her letter of resignation!Ever since Sam&apos;s brother&apos;s wedding, his family has been pestering him to get married, too, and the «Wife Wanted» ad only makes matters worse. So Sam insists that the ad be answered–by reporter Molly Flynn!

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Want Ad Wedding

Who gets to marry Max? Enigmatic toy tycoon Max Loden had built a financial empire on that catch-phrase. But the world&apos;s hottest catch had never been tempted to satisfy anyone&apos;s curiosity–until now….The butler&apos;s niece! Sure, Sidney Grant daydreamed about her uncle&apos;s dishy boss. But she knew Max would never trade his acclaimed bachelorhood for a spinster servant. What Sidney didn&apos;t know was that her matchmaking uncle had recruited the entire household staff to play Cupid–or that love can blossom in the last place you&apos;d ever expect….

Who Gets To Marry Max?

What do a plain-Jane professor and a handsome swashbuckler have in common? A passion that defies all the odds…Dear Diary, Women dream of a handsome moat walking into their lives but it usually doesn&apos;t happen. Well, it happened to me today! Swarthy ocean archaeologist Rafael Adriano with his eye patch and alpha-male arrogance is a modern-day pirate come to life.With my rambunctious nieces visiting for the Summer, I have enough problems without Rafael endeavouring to conduct research in my home for clues leading to some historical shipwreck, the Isabela. I can&apos;t believe he offered to play nanny in exchange for access to the house–or that I agreed.If only he&apos;d stop looking at me as if he knows my deepest desires. Cora

Neesa Hart