Three Promises: The Billionaire Bachelors (The Fireside Inn, Bonfire Beach, Lantern Lake)

Three Promises: The Billionaire Bachelors (The Fireside Inn, Bonfire Beach, Lantern Lake)

by Lily Everett

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Don't miss the entire Billionaire Bachelors series--The Fireside Inn, Bonfire Beach, and Lantern Lake--together for the first time in print!

They're handsome. Wealthy. Single.

These so-called Billionaire Bachelors are heading to Sanctuary Island, where they just might find the one thing money can't buy.

Leo, Zane, and Cooper made a pact to stay bachelors and enjoy the single life-forever. When they receive an invitation to their friend Miles's wedding, they head down to Sanctuary Island determined to talk some sense into the errant groom before he makes a life-changing mistake.


Instead, Miles vows to make the three bachelors change their minds about matrimony. Because Miles knows, better than anyone, that sometimes all it takes is a little Sanctuary Island magic to turn romantic cynics into true believers...

Fans will fall in love over and over again with the heart-warming romances in Three Promises.

"Redemption, reconciliation, and, of course, romance-Everett's Sanctuary Island [series] has it all." -Booklist

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781466887558
Publisher: St. Martin''s Publishing Group
Publication date: 02/02/2016
Series: Lily Everett's Billionaire Bachelors Series , #4
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 368
Sales rank: 432,078
File size: 3 MB

About the Author

Lily Everett is the author of several books including, Sanctuary Island, Heartbreak Cove, and Shoreline Drive. She grew up in a small town in the foothills of Virginia's Blue Ridge Mountains and has loved romance her whole life. She is thrilled to share the world of her beautiful imaginary Sanctuary Island with all her readers. She and her family currently live in Austin, Texas where she writes full-time.
Lily Everett grew up in a small town in Virginia reading Misty of Chincoteague and Black Beauty, taking riding lessons, and longing for a horse of her own. Sadly, her parents gave her a college education instead—but she never forgot what the world looked like from the back of a horse. She currently lives in Austin, Texas, where she writes full-time.

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Three Promises

The Billionaire Bachelors

By Lily Everett

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 2016 Lily Everett
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4668-8755-8


Serena Lightfoot took a last, deep gulp of her coffee before regretfully tossing the rest in the big metal trash can by the front door. No food or drink in the library was a good rule. She'd implemented it herself when she took over as Head Librarian of the tiny Sanctuary Island Public Library two years ago.

But while she didn't miss the days of wiping down sticky reading tables or dabbing potato chip crumbs out of the spines of her precious books, Serena did occasionally regret the loss of the steady caffeine intake that had gotten her through grad school.

Better for your blood pressure anyway, she told herself firmly as she scuffed the bottoms of her high-heeled, lace-up Oxfords on the horsehair mat before unlocking the door and slipping into her domain, locking the door behind her. Inhaling the familiar comfort of paper, leather bindings, and book dust, Serena flicked on the overhead lights and dumped her crocheted bag on the reference desk.

This was one of her favorite parts of the day — the silence and solitude before the library was officially open. She could catch up on her cataloguing, work on the management system for the special collection of playwrights she was considering, check in the overnight returns. ... Serena sighed happily, her fingers itching to get to work organizing things.

Although. She paused, biting her lip as her ancient PC booted up. If she were smart, she'd haul out the library budget and try, once again, to make the figures come out in the black instead of the red.

Agitatedly scraping her unruly blond curls into a loose topknot, Serena knew she now probably looked like the prototypical spinster librarian. But she couldn't be bothered to care about that with the incomplete budget hanging over her. She shrugged out of her navy blue cardigan and wiggled in her rolling desk chair to get comfy. Might as well settle in for an hour of wrestling with finances, she decided glumly. That sick feeling in her stomach wasn't going to disappear until she knew the Sanctuary Island Public Library would continue for another year.

But just as she clicked open her spreadsheet program, a loud knock banged on the locked library door.

Heart thudding quickly at the surprise, Serena stood up and walked slowly around the reference desk. She spared a fleeting thought for the fact that she was all alone in the library — but this was Sanctuary Island, the sleepiest little town full of the nicest people she'd ever met. There wasn't even a bridge or a causeway connecting it to the mainland; the Virginia coastline was barely a gray smudge on the horizon, visible only from Honeysuckle Ridge, Wanderer's Point, and the lighthouse.

Another knock made her jump and roll her eyes at herself. She didn't have time for nonsense today. "The library is closed," she called firmly.

"I see." Even muffled, the voice through the door sent a strangely electric shiver down her spine. Brisk and British, but with a masculine, velvety warmth that made her want to wrap it around herself like a hand-knit blanket and rub her cheek all over it. The voice continued, "And what time will you be opening?"

Serena frowned. "The hours are clearly posted right beside the door," she replied. "Come back at nine."

There was an odd, awkward silence that lasted long enough for her to wonder if he'd gone away without another word. But then she heard a quiet, "Damn" before he raised his voice again. "Look, I'm sorry about this, but I'm not sure where else to go. I need your help. Won't you let me in, please?"

Catching her fingers twisting in the hem of her messily untucked button-down, Serena stilled her nervous fidgeting. "I don't think that's such a good idea."

The voice went low and silky with amusement. "I promise, I'm perfectly harmless."

Serena shivered again. That voice! He sure didn't sound harmless. He sounded like he'd be a danger to any woman's sanity — especially a woman who'd never had very good luck with men.

That was a decent point. After all, considering Serena's luck, Mr. Hot Voice would no doubt turn out to be a hundred and five, stooped and balding, and with typically terrible British teeth. Deciding she was probably safe, Serena laughed softly at herself and unlocked the door.

Standing on the library doorstep was an impeccably dressed, broad-shouldered man about seventy years younger than her projection. He stood straight and tall, easily topping six feet, and the amber glow of the early morning sun turned his dark hair into a thick halo of fiery auburn waves.

The man smiled urbanely, showing a mouth full of perfect white teeth, and Serena bit back a sigh.

Her first impression had been completely correct. Despite the perfectly tailored James-Bond-style trench coat, the glossy leather shoes, and the lazy way he leaned on the handle of his sturdy umbrella, there was absolutely nothing harmless about this man.

"Thank you so much," the man said, "I'm utterly in your debt. Miss —?"

"Serena," she said dumbly, then flushed. This man wasn't one of her pre-K story time kids, who all called her Miss Serena in their little, piping voices. "Sorry, I mean, Lightfoot. Serena Lightfoot. Head Librarian of the Sanctuary Island Public Library."

He had the good manners to raise his brows as if impressed by the title she'd insisted on when the town council voted to hire her. Maybe it was meaningless in the grand scheme of things, but it meant something to Serena. That title was an achievement — it meant all her hard work, all the loneliness, betrayal and personal sacrifice, had been worth it.

A smile twitched at the corner of the British stranger's well-shaped lips, and Serena lifted her chin. Okay, so the Sanctuary Island Public Library was tiny, a brick shoebox of a building that obviously didn't have room to house enough books to call for a fleet of librarians. But even if it was just Serena and her gaggle of part-time volunteers, she was still the Head Librarian!

"Miss Lightfoot," he said, tone full of grave respect even if his light gray eyes were dancing with laughter, "May I be so bold as to introduce myself?"

This wealthy-looking, extremely cultured stranger reminded Serena of how she used to feel in school when the popular kids would approach her solitary cafeteria lunch table and ask for help with their homework. Shrugging grumpily, Serena jammed her hands into the pockets of her faded corduroy slacks. "Knock yourself out."

Another slight, suave, glittering smile. "I'm Leo Strathairn, a visitor to your fair island, and I'm ever so pleased to meet you."

He held out his hand and, reluctantly, Serena took it. The touch of his smooth, strong fingers sent a jolt of heat up her arm, even in the chilly winter air.

A flicker of awareness glowed in the depths of Leo Strathairn's silvery blue eyes, and he held onto her hand as he said, "Thank you for opening your doors early — I understand what an imposition this is, but I simply didn't know where else to turn. I need a favor."

Unwilling to be charmed — in her experience, charming people always wanted something from her — Serena worked her fingers free of Leo's light grasp and stepped back over the threshold and onto her home turf. "Come on in and tell me what you need, then we'll see if I can help you."

Leo sauntered past her, idly swinging his umbrella, and the moment the library door closed behind them, Serena knew she'd made a huge tactical blunder.

Enclosed within the musty silence of the old library, surrounded by the row upon row of books, the sheer, solid presence of Leo Strathairn was overwhelming. He seemed to suck all the air out of the room, simply by standing there and breathing as he glanced around the stacks with an odd, indecipherable expression tightening his chiseled features.

For the space of a heartbeat, Serena simply watched him take it all in, from the high, arched casement windows that were such a pain to clean, to the colorful crayon art lining the wall behind her desk. If he made fun of this place she'd poured her heart and soul into, Serena knew she wouldn't be granting him any favors.

But for the first time since she opened the door and laid eyes on him, all trace of a smile melted away from Leo's face. The sardonic glint in his eyes was overshadowed by something darker yet softer — something like yearning. Serena caught her breath at the man's odd wistfulness as he stared at her cherished books, but when he met her gaze again, it was gone.

"Lovely building," he said, neutral and polite enough to make Serena blink. Had she imagined that fleeting ache of emotion in his eyes? Maybe. Those light eyes were flat silver now, completely shuttered in the glare of the buzzing overhead fluorescents.

"Thanks," Serena said slowly. "It's on the historic register, but then, so is most of the island. Sanctuary is chockablock with old stuff."

"Americans have such a charming concept of age," Leo drawled, a little mocking but also fond. "Anything more than fifty years old gets slapped onto the historic registry, doesn't it? But I suppose it's all relative."

Serena stiffened. "So what brings you to our upstart little nation? I'm sure there are plenty of bigger, fancier libraries in your neck of the woods."

"I wouldn't know. I'm not much for libraries." He flicked an invisible speck of dust from the belted cuff of his immaculate trench coat.

Scowling, Serena crossed her arms over her chest. No matter how gorgeous he was, and how much that accent made her knees wobble, she couldn't be attracted to a man who didn't care about libraries, reading, and books. "And yet, here you are."

Leo smiled engagingly at her, and even the fact that Serena could tell he was exerting himself to be deliberately charming didn't completely negate the effect. "Because I'm in dire need of your expertise, Miss Lightfoot. I've been given an assignment, you see, and I haven't the foggiest idea how to go about it."

An assignment. Okay, that sounded like they were heading toward solid ground. Smoothing down her messy hair into something a little more businesslike, Serena stepped quickly around her desk and perched on her high chair. More comfortable with the width of the wooden research desk — and the metaphorical professional distance it provided — between them, she was able to return his engaging grin with a tight, cool smile of her own. "I'm glad to help. Is this an assignment for work or for school?"

His rust-colored brows arched up in surprise. "I'm a little old for a schoolboy, don't you think?"

He seemed to be a bit obsessed with age. Funny, considering he couldn't be much older than thirty-five. "My Master's program was full of students of all ages," Serena told him. "There's no such thing as being too old to keep learning."

A spasm of darkness flickered across his handsome face. The way he'd tilted his head down threw shadows across his sharp cheekbones and elegant jawline, and the sweep of his lashes was like a fan of cinnamon against his fair English complexion. "What a pretty thought."

Trying not to bristle at his casual dismissal of one of the most deeply held convictions of her life, Serena kept her voice neutral. "I'm full of pretty thoughts. But I'm afraid we're too pressed for time for me to share more of them — I'll have to open the library soon, and my first appointment of the day is with a group of patrons who do not like to be kept waiting."

It was absolutely true — the five-year-olds who had storytime on Tuesdays hadn't learned patience yet. They were liable to stage a riot if she wasn't ready and waiting with the next chapter of Charlotte's Web.

"Forgive me." Leo inclined his head and leaned one insouciant elbow on her desk. "The assignment is neither for work nor study — it's for a wedding."

Serena blinked at her screen, fingers poised above her keyboard. "What?"

"A friend of mine is getting married on this island: Miles Harrington. Perhaps you know him?"

"Everyone knows the Harringtons," she said, mind racing. "The family has owned a big chunk of the island for generations."

And until recently, the three heirs to the Harrington fortune had never set foot on Sanctuary. Then, last summer they'd arrived one by one, each handsomer than the last, and set the town gossip machine to buzzing. Serena wasn't a big fan of gossip, and as a relative newcomer to the island, she didn't have a ton of friends, but even she'd heard all about how the Harrington brothers had swooped in and swept three lucky ladies off their feet and into the lap of luxury.

What she wouldn't give to have half an hour with a Harrington — any of them! — to tell them why they should pour just a tiny portion of their billions into sponsoring the local library.

"My friend, Miles, is the eldest," Leo explained. "And from what I've seen since I arrived, he's fallen arse over teakettle for his bride-to-be. He wants everything about their whirlwind wedding to be perfect, and of course, as his friend, I'm eager to oblige."

A tiny thrill of excitement rippled over Serena. Who didn't like a wedding? "I'm happy to help, if I can."

"Oh, you can." Leo smiled right into her eyes, his voice dropping into the thick tension between them like stones into a river. "You see, I've been tasked with choosing a love poem to read aloud during the ceremony. And I'm certain you'll be able to find me the perfect one."

A switch clicked in Serena's head, flipping through her mental files faster than her fingers could type in the search parameters for the card catalogue. "Absolutely, Mr. Strathairn. Let me just pull up a few anthologies and poetry collections, and you can start reading through them. Were you thinking modern poetry or classical? English or translations? Our poetry collection is small, but well curated."

Leo surprised her by reaching across the desk to still her typing fingers with a touch. Freezing, Serena looked up into his gray eyes. "Actually, love, I had something else in mind."

She swallowed, vividly aware that the jump of her pulse was probably visible at the base of her neck. "Oh?"

Another brilliant smile. "I was thinking that you could go ahead and simply choose a poem for me."

Serena felt the flush of heat in her cheeks the moment before she consciously understood what he was asking.

It was like high school all over again, the hot jock flirting just to get her to do his homework for him. And it hadn't ended there.

Sick to her stomach at the memory of the last time she'd fallen for a persuasive man who only wanted to use her for her brain, Serena's voice shook with anger. "You want me to choose the poem you'll read at your friend's wedding for you. Why, because you're too busy and important and ... and ... British to do the work yourself?"

Surprise widened his eyes. Geez, when was the last time anyone had said "no" to this guy?

"I beg your pardon," Leo said stiffly. "I was under the impression that you're a research librarian at a public library. Isn't it your job to ... well, research?"

"Research? Yes. Perform an incredibly personal and important service that ought to be between you and your friend, the groom, with zero help or input from you? You must be out of your mind."

Nobody was that charming or handsome without also being an entitled jerk. Serena had learned her lesson early and well.

But as Leo Strathairn drew himself up to his full, impressive height and stared at her with the morning sun streaming over his perfect, striking features, Serena felt a coil of heat tighten low in her abdomen.

If anybody was handsome and charming enough to make her forget the past, it was this gorgeous Englishman.


Leo consciously relaxed his grip on the engraved mahogany handle of his umbrella and fought down a surge of panic. This wasn't going at all well.

The adorable librarian glared at him over the tops of her little black-rimmed spectacles, her pointed chin quivering in outrage, lush cupid's-bow lips parted to give him another dressing-down. And, God help him, Leo almost wanted to hear it. An enraged Serena Lightfoot, Head Librarian, was the most enticing thing he'd encountered in an age.

If the librarians at Westminster School had looked like her, Leo might not be in this mess.

But he was in this mess, for which he partly blamed that horrid public school that had educated countless generations of Earls of Rochester before him. If the headmaster hadn't been so intent on forcing his pupils to memorize Shakespeare and Johnson, Miles would never have gotten the wrong end of the stick about which of his friends would make the best reader for his wedding.

What was Leo meant to say? I can recite Twelfth Night backwards and forwards, but if you want me to read books of poetry to choose the best piece for your wedding, it's going to have to be a very long engagement.

Swallowing the acidic bile of shame with the ease of long practice, Leo stared down at the solution to all his problems. He'd made a hash of it thus far, and she'd need to be approached properly if he were to have any hope of success. If she wouldn't simply hand him an appropriate poem on a silver charger, he'd have to try another tack.

"You're quite right," he admitted readily. "Damned impertinent of me. I daresay it's too much to ask of anyone. But as I said before, I'm not much of one for libraries. The idea of being trapped here with all the old paper and dusty books, when the golden jewel box of this island is waiting to be opened ... Damn. I'm sorry. I'm making a dog's breakfast out of this."


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Table of Contents


Title Page,
Copyright Notice,
FIRESIDE INN title page,
BONFIRE BEACH title page,
LANTERN LAKE title page,
Epilogue (bonus chapter),
About the Author,
Also by Lily Everett,

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Three Promises: The Billionaire Bachelors 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
Caroles_Random_Life More than 1 year ago
Please note: This book contains 3 novellas published in 2014. This is not a new original story! I really enjoyed reading Lily Everett's Billionaire Bachelors novellas so when I was offered an early copy of the fourth book in the series, I grabbed it right away. When I actually started to read this book, I figured out right away that this was not a new book at all. This book is really just an omnibus of the three novellas that I read two years ago with an added epilogue. I jumped ahead to the epilogue and didn't find it to be worthwhile at all. If you haven't read the novellas, they are really nice stories that can each be read in a couple of hours and I would recommend this book. I remember reading each of them while I sat with my mother during her chemotherapy treatments and they were a nice way to pass the time. If you have read the novellas, you will want to skip this one because there isn't really anything new that adds anything to the story. I do think that the way that this book is being presented is very misleading. It was marked as book #4 in the series on Goodreads and at every retailer that I checked. The description does not mention anything about this being a repackaging of works that were published two years ago. I really do wish that publishers would be very clear any time a new publication is simply a re-issue of previously published material. I really feel bad for any fans of Lily Everett that purchase this book only to find that it contains material that they have already read and purchased. I received an advance reader edition of this book from St. Martin's Press via NetGalley for the purpose of providing an honest review.
Bette313 More than 1 year ago
This is a compilation of three previously released novellas (The Billionaire Bachelors). Three very wealthy friends of Miles Harrington arrive on Sanctuary Island for the wedding of Miles and Greta. Each determined to get in, attend the wedding, and get out! Once again though the magic of Sanctuary Island intervenes on the best laid plans. Fireside Inn - Leo Strathairn may appear like a playboy aristrocrat but once Serena Lightfoot, Sanctuary's new librarian, really gets to know him she finds he is so much more. This is a wonderful sweet romance that develops as these to get to know each other. Bonfire Beach - Zane Bishop may have plans for a bachelor party to end all but just as determined is the wedding consultant Felicity Carlson to keep that from happening. This two are perfect for each and this is a funny entertaining story. Lantern Lake - This is a wonderful second chance story as Cooper Haynes arrives for the wedding and discovers that one of the bridesmaids is the only woman who has ever touched his heart. Vivian Banks tries everything to stay away from Cooper but in the end she can't resist. Three wonderful stories of determination, hope and love. I highly recommend this collection.
bouncyberthaCR More than 1 year ago
4 - "Sometimes the only way forwards is to leave everything you know behind." Stars! I am a BIG fan Lily Everett, and every book/novella that takes me back to spend a little more time in Sanctuary Island. Three Promises is a mix of both, in that it’s a book containing three previously released novellas (The Fireside Inn, Bonfire Beach & Lantern Lane) and all of them are set on the island. Match-maker Miles Harrington, is due to tie the knot with the woman he loves in a few short weeks on Sanctuary Island, and in giving his three Groomsmen tasks related to the wedding, sets them all on the path to finding their own 'Happily Ever Afters'. "When you find her- the one woman, the special one- don’t screw it up. Don’t let her go. Fight for her. Because if you lose her now, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life." Leo, Cooper and Zane, as all you’re a-typical Billionaires, and I would be lying if I said any of the novellas offer up anything in the way of new and unusual tropes. But Lily crafts such charming stories together with some really likeable characters, that the three novellas combined just offer up a great few hours of reading pleasure. "Show me what it’s like to be wanted." You have the Aristocrat and the Librarian, a second chance reconnection, and opposites attract tropes used in the stories told and each one was equally as good as its predecessor. I loved that the author also provided a combined epilogue at the end to tie the stories together and give us a little follow up on everyone that was involved as well. As with every book I finish that takes me to Sanctuary Island, I hope that I have the opportunity to visit again soon. ARC generously provided via Netgalley, and it was my pleasure to provide the above honest review.