Magan Vernon has 13 audiobooks on Listento.it, narrated by 13 narrators, with an average listener rating of 4.5★ across 4 ratings. The most-rated is Straight up Irish.

A fake wedding between a billionaire and an executive assistant in need of financial help sounds like the perfect fix, but what happens when feelings get involved?
©2019 Dreamscape Media, LLC (P)2019 Dreamscape Media, LLC

My family's whiskey empire needs to keep me as CEO. But thanks to my dad's will, to take my place as rightful head of the company, I need to find a wife - if only I could just get my brother Sean's pain-in-the-arse best mate Grace out of my head long enough to focus on finding a decent woman. The woman maddens me, but she's a longtime friend of the family, so giving her a job as my assistant is the only way I can keep everyone off my back. But the more time I spend with her, the more I find myself looking differently at this girl from my past. Too bad she's decided not to give me the time of day.
©2019 Dreamscape Media, LLC (P)2019 Dreamscape Media, LLC

He was just another dad at my daughter's school. Another very hot, "former teen heartthrob" dad. One I couldn't get involved with. Lennox Reign was the hottest teen star, over 15 years ago. Now, he's staring me daggers across the principal's office. Not my fault my daughter got in trouble the first day of school and I seem to have "bad mom" stamped on my forehead. But now, not only do I have to see Lennox and his very grown-up body at school drop off, but we're working together on the school bake sale. If he could just stop being a brooding heart-breaker for like two seconds... He says he wants to keep the past in the past and move forward with his life, but the closer we get and the more I uncover, the more I can't help falling for the former actor. The one who I know could easily break me. And he will.
©2019 Magan Vernon (P)2019 Magan Vernon

A brand-new stand-alone from Friendship, Texas, featuring everyone's favorite awkward baker and the one that got away. I looked up, and standing there was my ex-boyfriend Jordan Webber. Maybe, ex-boyfriend wasn't the right word. Maybe, the boy who I dated for almost two years. Then, he graduated early, leaving for art school in New York. He wanted me to come with him, but what future did I have in New York? My parents weren’t paying for me to go to school unless it was a state school with a real degree, and all I ever wanted was to do photography. So, the portrait studio worked for the time-being until I realized I really needed to get out of the house and took the part-time job at the bakery. Between my parents’ divorce, work, and trying to get over my breakup, I was basically a hot mess the first two years after high school. Joey came in at the right time as a distraction, followed by the job at the bakery. But I still never forgot about the one that got away. I hadn't seen Jordan in over four years, and there he was, standing there with a hand on one of the boxes and his blue eyes wide open like he'd just seen a ghost. "Abbey Dillinger?" he asked, it wasn't so much of a question as it was a breathless statement. I hated him for leaving me. He could have gone to art school in Dallas. He could have stayed if he really did love me. I should have hated him. But seeing him, standing in front of me, I couldn’t hate him. The past four years had been very good to him. Please note: This book is a stand-alone in a series of stand-alone stories taking place in the fictional town of Friendship, Texas. You don't need to have listened to any of the previous books to understand this one.
©2017 Magan Vernon (P)2020 Magan Vernon

"Welcome to Conti's. I'm Lia and I'll nguhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I froze. Directly facing me was Olympic swimmer, Jay Morningstar . . . and I just made an idiot of myself. The rest of the table looked up to see me standing there with my mouth practically gaping. His coach, who I recognized from TV interviews, and even two other swimmers from the Olympic team were there. They didn't say anything, they didn't even blink. "Uh ... I mean ..." I couldn't even put together my words and Jay Morningstar was just staring at me with that Wheaties box smile and those icy blue eyes. What was I supposed to say? Sorry I just made a weird noise, it's just that I have a poster of you on my wall where you are wearing nothing more than your gold medals, a smile, and a pair of man panties?
©2016 Magan Vernon (P)2018 Magan Vernon

I’ve broken my fair share of hearts. They don’t call me a former teen heartthrob for nothing. Now, I’m a single dad and things are finally looking up for me in life and love for that matter. But then, the ghost of Hollywood past showed up at my doorstep. Now, I have to decide if it’s time to go back to my old life for her or if I keep it all in the past...for her.
©2019 Magan Vernon (P)2020 Magan Vernon

My life has revolved around the two things I've always loved: whiskey and rugby. Now, the marriage clause in my Da's will has me putting both on the back burner if I want to save the Murphy's Pub empire and find a wife. As the last brother to get married, I need a little help, and that's where my sister-in-law's American best friend, Leah, comes into the picture. She could use a little Irish luck after the deceitful things her ex did to her that brought her to Ireland. With her take-no-shite-attitude, she's just the type of girl to help me find a wife. That is, if I can remember she’s the matchmaker and not the match.
©2019 Dreamscape Media, LLC (P)2019 Dreamscape Media, LLC

Adrian Diaz is like something out of a fantasy. Well, if my fantasies included a sexy smirk and a guy working at city hall. But anything further with the sexy, Spanish charmer is quickly squashed when I find out he’s on the city council. The exact guy who is trying to stop the building of a new dog park that the animal shelter desperately needs close by. It’s literally my job as an intern to get this project seen to completion before the summer’s over. Now if only I could get this political prick out of my head long enough to do that.
©2020 Magan Vernon and Cocky Hero Club, Inc. (P)2020 Audible, Inc.

Friendship, Texas, just got a little bit crazier with gruff Army veteran, Clay Carrington, and Q Ranch heiress Christy Quinn's worlds colliding. Vegas was a trip, and that was an understatement. An understatement I couldn't remember and that included the brunette in my bed. That is, until my pounding headache had me getting up for a glass of water, and I saw the marriage license on the ground. The words: Clay Carrington and Christy Quinn and holy matrimony staring me in the face. I came to Vegas to get away, and the bratty owner's daughter of the ranch wanted to come with. I didn't even like the boss's daughter, let alone want to marry her. I guess things that happened in Vegas had a way of following you home.
©2018 Magan Vernon (P)2018 Magan Vernon

I'd always wanted to leave small town Illinois, I just didn't know I'd leave it for the stars. I needed to get into Columbia College. I'd do anything to get in. With no other choice, I had my dad help me get an internship at Circe Operations Center. Only it's not an ordinary operations center. Getting attacked on my first day on the job wasn't exactly stellar, but staring into the eyes of the dark-eyed boy who saved me made me re-think every single thought I'd ever had. But when things like war come up, I don't know how far I'm willing to defy everything I've ever known for a future that is anything but normal.
©2016 Magan Vernon (P)2016 Magan Vernon

Sometimes, you've got to take a job with the devil to pay the bills....Too bad I learned too late the devil wears Armani, is the most uptight man in the history of history, and just signed an unbreakable contract that shackles me to his pompous royal side for the summer. But God, he's got this British accent that makes my panties melt. But then the words he says catch up with my brain and make me want to throw one of his precious vases at his head. One minute we're fighting - and the next - we can't keep our hands off each other. Somehow, when Mr. Blue Eyes is kissing me, he makes me forget how much he annoys me. And that starts a whole new level of complications I. Don't. Need.
©2020 Magan Vernon (P)2020 Dreamscape Media, LLC

A brand-new stand-alone second-chance rom-com from Friendship, Texas, featuring country music's biggest superstar, Eddie Justice, and Friendship's resident author, Brook Carrington. “Rhonda? Psst, Rhonda, is that the Carrington girl? The writer who was at the bakery with that country singer Eddie Justice? I thought she was in Austin?” one of the old church ladies not-so-subtly asked the woman next to her. I rolled my eyes, and Clay looked at me with a mischievous grin. Slowly, I stretched my arms over my head and leaned toward my brother, not so quietly whispering, “I can’t wait to get out of church, so I can go home and get some Eddie Justice man meat.” The old ladies gasped and started whispering. They didn’t need to know that Eddie and I had only ever been next-door neighbors and friends. Well, until we spent the night breaking a tree branch, if that counted for anything.
©2016 Magan Vernon (P)2018 Magan Vernon

Welcome back to Friendship, Texas. A town where your best friend may be dating an Olympic swimmer, and his best friend may or may not also be an Olympic swimmer you sort of, kind of, did the nasty with against Nonna's goat pen. “Is that...?” I asked, staring at Dr. Burly Santa. He smiled and nodded, “That would be your baby’s heartbeat.” The emotion I’d been storing away came flooding back, as tears burst from my eyes. A baby. A person. This was real. I was carrying a tiny human inside me. The doctor tried to console me as he gave me samples of prenatal vitamins, and paper after paper was piled in a folder with my name and September on the front. September. My baby’s due date. Holy shit, I was going to be a mother. And Johnny was going to be a father. I had to do so many things to prepare and people I had to tell. But at that moment, I just stared down at my stomach. My stomach holding my baby. This wasn’t just about me and my future anymore. This was about us. And whether I liked it or not, this baby was a part of me, which meant Johnny was a part of me. It was time we stopped running from each other.
©2017 Magan Vernon (P)2018 Magan Vernon