I'm No Frigging Cinderella

Ellie Wynters Romance

Harper Wells is a walking disaster. She spills... well everything on herself daily, trips over flat surfaces, and watches her evil twin sister Scarlett steal credit for her brilliant marketing campaigns. Basically, if Murphy's Law had a poster child, it would be Harper.
So when food poisoning takes down the ice queen and Harper gets shoved into a designer gown to attend a masquerade ball pretending to be Scarlett? This can only end in flames. Spectacular, embarrassing flames.
Except... it doesn't.
Instead, Alex—tall, dark, and criminally gorgeous in a way that makes her ovaries stage a coup. One dance leads to stolen kisses under an ancient oak tree, which leads to Harper losing her virginity in the most mind-blowingly perfect way imaginable. For one magical night, she's not the clumsy disaster everyone ignores. She's mysterious, desirable, and having the best s*x of her theoretically nonexistent love life.
The teensy problem? Alex thinks she's someone else. And Harper didn't even tell him she was Scarlett instead she tells him her name is Sarah.
Now she has to navigate corporate life pretending she didn't have earth-shattering tree s*x with Alexander Stone—her billionaire CEO boss. While he searches for his mysterious masked lover, Harper's trying not to spontaneously combust every time he walks past her cubicle.
Some fairy tales end with glass slippers. Others end with HR violations and career suicide.
A hilariously steamy romance about hot messes, hidden identities, and proving that sometimes the best magic happens when you're busy being yourself.

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