Manwhore

Book 1 in the sexy Manwhore series from the New York Times bestselling author of REAL. Is it possible to expose Chicago's hottest player-without getting played? This is the story I've been waiting for all my life, and its name is Malcolm Kyle Preston Logan Saint. Don't be fooled by that last name though. There's nothing holy about the man except the hell his parties raise. The hottest entrepreneur Chicago has ever known, he's a man's man with too much money to spend and too many women vying for his attention. Mysterious. Privileged. Legendary. His entire life he's been surrounded by the press as they dig for tidbits to see if his fairytale life is for real or all mirrors and social media lies. Since he hit the scene, his secrets have been his and his alone to keep. And that's where I come in. Assigned to investigate Saint and reveal his elusive personality, I'm determined to make him the story that will change my career. But I never imagined he would change my life. Bit by bit, I start to wonder if I'm the one discovering him...or if he's uncovering me. What happens when the man they call Saint, makes you want to sin?

Book #2 in the sexy new Manwhore series from the New York Times bestselling author of REAL. Getting this close to Chicago's hottest player can get a girl burned. Billionaire playboy? Check. Ruthless businessman? Check. Absolutely sinful? Check. Malcolm Saint was an assignment. A job. Any journalist would kill for access to this beautiful, difficult man, but I was the one sent to uncover Chicago's hottest entrepreneur. I intended to reveal him-to learn his thoughts, his secrets, his lifestyle-then complete my assignment and walk away. But my head was overtaken by my heart, and I fell for him-hard. For a time, this wicked playboy was mine. But they say all good things come to an end... How can I prove to the man who trusts no one that I'm worthy of becoming his permanent plus one?

Katy Evans returns with a sexy novella, the final installment of the unforgettable love story that began in Manwhore. What lies ahead for Chicago's most envied couple, Malcolm Saint and Rachel Livingston? Sparks flew between them in Manwhore. Separated by deception, they felt the intensity and heat of their attraction turn up in Manwhore +1. Will Chicago's wealthiest and most notorious player finally settle down, or will one woman never be enough? Find out in Ms. Manwhore, the ultimate conclusion to their electric, breathtaking story.

Tahoe Roth. Irreverent, cocky, playful, and naughty. He's not the guy you date. He's the one night stand. The one your mother warned you about. The one your body craves. You'd think the man who called me succulent would want to strip me down and spread me out on his bed-like he's done with countless others. But he passed on my offer…. Just like I'd once passed on his. He's wary, like I am. He's broken, like I am. And everyone knows two broken parts can't ever make a whole. Tahoe and I are strictly friends. So I distract myself with other men. He doesn't think my new man is good enough. This blond, blue-eyed beast doesn't think any man is-himself included. But the more time we spend together, the more confused I feel. I'm trying to open myself to love. Yet I'm quickly realizing that the only man I want is Tahoe Roth. The one man who will surely break my heart. A sexy new Manwhore series standalone contemporary romance from bestselling author Katy Evans.

You've seen the headlines: Womanizing billionaire player! Watch out! Stay away! We were just two strangers. Facing a forbidden attraction, a chemical connection. Neither of us expected or wanted it to amount to more. But I had never been drawn to a guy the way I was drawn to this one: my brother's best friend, and CEO of the company where I interned. Even knowing I should stay away, I proved to be too human, after all. The chemistry was amazing. The laughs were incredible. I opened up to him in more ways than I'd opened up to anyone before. But sex was as far as I'd go. Just sex because he was too irresistible. Just sex because I wouldn't be falling for him. Just sex because I'd leave in three months, and I'd like for my brother not to kill me, and for nobody to find out he was my wicked little secret. He wasn't the One. He was just a womanizer. But for a time, he would be mine.

It started as a game. We flirted. We played. Most importantly-we won. Then I discovered who he was: Gambler. Famous playboy. Silver-eyed player who never plays to lose... And my best friend's soon-to-be brother in law, Cullen Carmichael. He needed a good luck charm, I needed a distraction. So we made a gamble and set off for Vegas-but pretty soon-I was in too deep. My heart, soul, and body weren't supposed to be part of the deal. But somewhere between big wins and long nights, my house of cards started to tumble. What was this devil with those piercing eyes doing to me? I'd given up on love, but the wicked, all-in Cullen Carmichael was upping the ante and wouldn't stop until he'd won it all.