Amara’s Calling
Billionaire’s Club Series Book 1
by C.L. Donley
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Looking for your next billionaire book boyfriend? Meet Grayson Davis.
He’s a brilliant, bullied computer nerd turned handsome playboy, with a penchant for blondes. She’s the assistant to the assistant, who works on the third floor and is… not blonde. And secretly obsessed with him. Complete with all the classic “plain Jane” tropes you thought were hopelessly overdone, read the smart, sexy, binge worthy debut exceeding “billionaire romance” expectations!
Amara’s Calling is the first book in the Billionaire’s Club series of sinfully sexy romances. If you like unexpected love, lucrative deals, and billionaires with as much prowess in the bedroom as the boardroom, then you’ll love C.L. Donley’s steamy office affair.

Chapter 5

By the time Grayson arrived in Malibu, the party was in full swing. Even though the sun had barely commenced setting, streaking the sky with purple.  He was clean-shaven and wearing an oatmeal-colored linen suit that was light and airy and draped him beautifully.

Not even five minutes in he was looking at his watch. He hadn’t heard a thing from Dale yet, which was unusual. He was a billionaire, but he relied on his wingman, pathetic as it seemed to him to admit that.

He went to the bar that was on a deck overlooking the beach. The decor was sleek to match the profile level of all the attendees. Clean and modern with a black and white scheme, the strings of outdoor lights and other rustic touches there to add a degree of casual intimacy to the atmosphere. The level of celebrity there was excessive enough to shrink the entertainment world down to its actual size. Peppered among that crowd were beautiful plastic blonde nobodies, looking to snag a somebody.  No one was bothering him.

Mya’s Pride
Billionaire’s Club Series Book 2
Mya McIntosh is attending the wedding of the year as the maid of honor to her best friend Amara Davis, the former employee and wife of billionaire social media mogul Grayson Davis. A dazzling destination wedding in Spain seems like the perfect setting for Mya to finally lose this pesky virginity of hers, but her prospects don’t look promising. Amara has high hopes that Mya could land one of Grayson’s billionaire best friends but Mya isn’t so sure, especially when it comes to Grayson’s obnoxious business partner Dale Abernathy. After a few awkward moments, bad first impressions, a ton of assumptions and a sexy interlude on top of a hill, Mya’s search for Mr. Right Now lands her somewhere she least expected: in love.
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Amara serves us dinner in the kitchen around the massive island rather than the grand dining room table. Two giant pendant lamps on each side of it light the kitchen like candlelight. I can see the starless night in the skylight above that’s about the size of the island itself and lined by gorgeous mahogany box beams. I can’t believe my friend lives in a house with a kitchen like this. It’s even more gorgeous during the day, when the skylight alone lights the entire kitchen. Amara just walks around like it’s all normal.

She insisted on cooking and made salmon, my favorite dish of hers. Grayson’s here, of course, being completely sexy with the baby on his lap. Rosetta, the nanny, is supposed to be taking a much-needed break but is instead cleaning, which isn’t her job.

Dale, his best friend and the new CEO of Webster, arrived home with Grayson. I’ve only met him twice before: once when Amara had her engagement party and once when Sam was born.

Dale is the whitest white guy I’ve seen up close in a long time. The fact that he’s filthy rich makes him almost bioluminescent. He has a bit of swag to him, that I suppose comes with being a billionaire and simply existing in the presence of Grayson Davis, who’s also pretty white.  He seems like an underdeveloped character in a story, who’s talked about a little and shows up even less. He’s wearing a light blue dress shirt with white cuffs, navy slacks, and an expensive gold watch. His dandruff commercial hair has grown out rather long since I last saw him, and it’s kind of amazing. Full and sort of gravity-defying. He probably owned the 90’s.

He’s a big deal now that he’s the CEO of Webster. It’s weird to see him gussied up on the cover of magazines as I’m in line at the grocery store. I watched a baby throw up on him, I think to myself. He’s a busy guy, always having to run. So it’s even weirder to see him sitting down, not wearing his coat and enjoying a meal.

Kim’s Courage
Billionaire’s Club Series Book 3
The final book in the Billionaire’s Club Trilogy!
A year after her best friend Amara’s wedding united them, Kim Pritchard finds herself in the hospital with the baby she conceived with billionaire internet mogul Bel Hafiz. Not only has Kim neglected to tell Bel about his son, now she will have to tell him he’s fighting for his life in the NICU. Since the handsome middle eastern playboy “ghosted” her, she wonders if he even cares enough about either of them to reach out. Little does she know that Bel Hafiz has plenty to hide, including the fact that he hasn’t been able to get the gorgeous, one-of-a-kind Kimberly Pritchard out of his head, or his heart.
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Chapter 1

Kimberly Pritchard moved her stiff, sore limbs, atrophied from being stuffed into a poorly cushioned chair in the corner of her son’s hospital room. The cold, clinical beeps and whirring of the breathing machines tore through her scant dreams, assuring her in that sickening way that the nightmare of the last three days was indeed still a reality.

She tried not to focus on how much she wanted to be home in her warm bed, her son lively and kicking at her side. Tried not to focus on how she was one poor decision, one ignored intuition away from that reality.

A distinction the size of a breath had landed her here. In this hell. Her baby invaded with tubes and coaxed to peaceful slumber only by tears and fatigue, not his mother’s touch and voice and breast.

She looked at the clock. 4:53 am. She’d managed roughly three hours of sleep. More than yesterday, but still not enough to feel refreshed. Perhaps she never would, and maybe she deserved that.

She got up to use her breastfeeding pump. Jabari ate through a feeding tube and had trouble swallowing, but they used as much of her milk as they could. Plus, it soothed her to pump. It was one part of her routine that she could keep.

When she asked herself if there was anything she should focus on there was only one pressing concern: get her baby a new liver.

Once that could be achieved, she would move on to whatever else may need to be done, feel whatever she needed to feel, sue whoever needed to be sued, bury whoever needed to be buried underneath the jail. Anything not immediately related to that would have to wait.

Amara and Mya would likely be here this morning, she thought. Probably with…them. His friends.

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C.L. Donley is a future New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of multicultural and interracial romance, who believes romance novels that are impossible to put down are the only kind that should exist! Armed with a B.A. in English and M.A. in Writing, she is new to the romance game, having written her first novel, Amara’s Calling, after discovering the romance genre in September 2017. Donley writes in a style she calls “romantic realism” that is sophisticated yet simple, grounded yet unapologetically escapist, and character-driven rather than plot-driven. This style creates a unique, modern reading experience ideal for book club discussions, personal epiphanies, satisfying re-reads, and the occasional spiraling reviewer! Love it or hate it, fans and critics alike can’t deny her talent, and always find themselves coming back for more!
She loves hearing from readers and discussing her favorite parts of her own books, so feel free to indulge her.
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