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One kid and two years later, Liza and Matt are finally going to tie the knot. After a rocky start to their relationship, Liza is finally going to marry the love of her life—her brother’s best friend. The wedding has been planned down to the last detail—the most beautiful setting, the best food, and the perfect dress have all been picked by the bride and groom. But when things suddenly start to go awry, our couple starts to wonder whether they must be cursed or something. It feels like the universe is conspiring against them as more and more things go wrong.

Annie Jones works hard designing windows for iconic New York City department store Lawson's Finest. So when her Christmas window display gets upended by some rambunctious kids on Christmas Eve, the all-too-realistic store Santa gives Annie a little decorating tip on how to start over. With help from friendly security guard Braden Tate, Annie repairs the damage and heads home. But when she wakes the next morning, she's bewildered to find that it isn't Christmas day at all, but Christmas Eve all over again.

'Delightful … a heartwarming escape' ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 'Will have even the biggest cynic rooting for these two' ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 'I devoured every page' ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 💖It's not supposed to be her love story…💖 *** Planning a wedding with the man you’re secretly in love with… what...

I met him when my ship was sinking, and I clung to him through the storm. Little did I know he needed me as much as I needed him. The first time I saw Roman Dante King, he stuck out like an odd puzzle piece that got mixed up in the wrong box. It wasn’t his blue eyes in the dim light of the bar, the tattoos that covered his arms and hands, or even his arrogant personality. It was something else—something I couldn’t see—that told me he didn’t belong in our small beach town on the Oregon coast.

Her breath caught when she saw him. His dark hair was cut and styled short, but sexy. Long enough she wanted to run her fingers through it, but not long by any means. His face was turned down, focused, yet she could see the chiseled features from the doorway. When he glanced up at her, the look of annoyance in his eyes made her think of the previous night. She knew instantly that he had been the man at the strip club, the man who had held the lollipop for her to suck. She swallowed nervously. If he recognized her, it was all over.

London Ambrose is a spoiled billionaire’s daughter. And now she’s the new co-owner of the Seattle football team, but that doesn’t mean that she knows diddly squat about football. There’s nothing I hate more than having someone micromanaging me, shadowing my every move, and giving me their two cents on every little thing, as I coach my defensive line. I don’t care about new team jerseys and branding or answering her million and one questions about how I do my job. But I can’t help but come to her defense when an old flame shows up and starts harassing her.

"Ich liebe dich. Als meinen besten Freund." "Wir sind nicht mehr nur Freunde. Und das weißt du genauso wie ich. Wir können nicht in den Zustand von damals zurück." "Zur Rezeptionsleitung befördert wird ..." Wieder einmal nicht Paulina. Frustriert kündigt sie ihren Job im bayrischen Luxushotel und gönnt sich eine Auszeit auf dem Campingplatz ihrer Familie in Italien. Sonne, Meer, Strand und Nonnas selbstgemachte Ravioli sind genau das, was sie jetzt braucht. Doch der Campeggio Marrone liegt im Sterben, und damit der einzige Ort, an dem sie nichts als glücklich war.

A vida mais invisível de Maria das Dores promove uma empregada doméstica a protagonista de uma saga familiar que atravessa quase um século de história brasileira. Maria das Dores viveu uma existência “invisível”, lutando de maneira obstinada para vencer na vida e criar seus três filhos.

Camille Hart, one of Manhattan's most sought-after matchmakers, has survived more than her fair share of hardships. Her mother died when she was a young girl, leaving her and her sister with an absentee father. Now in her forties, she has already survived cancer once, though the battle revealed just how ill-equipped her husband Edward is to be a single parent.

¿Qué pasaría si decidiese escribir una novela romántica? Lo primero... ¡Necesitaré un muso! Y no un muso cualquiera, no. Necesitaré uno de esos que se encuentran en los libros que devoro hasta las tantas de la madrugada. Un muso que me quite el sentido. Alto, guapo, cachas, tal vez tatuado; sí, sí, ¡tatuado! Y, una vez lo consiga..., solo necesito que se vuelva loco por mí con tan solo cruzar una mirada.

I swore off bikers and my family’s motorcycle club, and enrolled in nursing to save lives instead of taking them. When a rival club murders my father, my brother orders me to infiltrate and avenge him. I’m the only one who can get close without being recognized. Destroying my enemies from within won’t be the hard part. Hiding my identity will be, and it won’t be long until the Jackals discover my secret, and I wind up like my dad.

Echo Adler hates Reign Davidson. He’s the reason the love of her life left her all alone and broken hearted two years ago. So it should be easy to stay away. It should be easy to not dream about his dark and mean eyes, or his cruel but sexy smirks. It should be easy to not think about the guy who ruined her happily ever after. Only it’s not. Sometimes his intense stares make her heart race, and those smirks of his make her breathless. But it needs to stop.

Fire will cleanse your soul. I thought I was a phoenix who rose from the ashes of my past free of the pain and betrayal, but I was wrong. Jinx, Dwyn, Coda, Raz, and Mo were nothing more than bad memories until they magically reappeared in my perfectly organized world as smoking hot adults. By the time I realized they were the boys I loved as a teen, it was too late.

Helfen Nordseeluft und Yoga gegen schlechtes Liebeskarma? Bei Louisa sieht es nicht danach aus. Die gestresste Rechtsanwältin hat bei ihrer dringend benötigten Auszeit auf Sylt ausgerechnet den Mann ständig vor der Nase, dem sie unbedingt aus dem Weg gehen will. Plötzlich ist sie nicht nur unwissentlich eine heimliche Geliebte, sondern auch unfreiwillige Ermittlerin in einem Fall von Wirtschaftsspionage. Und dann ist da noch David.

As the oldest of three sisters, Poppy Kasper doesn't remember a time when she wasn't the glue holding her siblings—and their lives—together. So moving across the country to Cashmere Cove, the hometown of her new boyfriend, is completely out of character. Add in the fact that said boyfriend is leaving for a months-long pro-golf tour, and it's enough to make Poppy question her sanity. But it's fine. Everything's fine. She can still be a good sister from a distance, and she'll keep the spark in her relationship alive with calls, texts, and old-fashioned love notes. See? Fine.

I can still remember the moment I first heard Cyrus Holt's deep, commanding voice. I didn't know who he was or about the life he'd left behind. I was just a trembling orphan on the run from a monster, and he was the man offering me shelter and not giving me a choice about it. This boss of bosses didn't assign someone else to watch over me. He slept on the floor next to my bed when I woke up scared, then spanked me like a naughty little girl when I lied to him. He could have claimed me that night, ravaging me without mercy or remorse. But he didn't.

"Oh my God, Briar! Where did you get that prosthetic leg?" Things as a parent Lane thought he'd never say for four hundred, Alex. But that's par for the course in Lane Ashbury's life considering everything is on the verge of falling apart. He not only has a toddler building her skills as a professional klepto, but he's also on the verge of divorce, and hoping desperately to save his business before it goes under. Luckily, the owner of the stolen leg might just be an angel in disguise when he offers to be Lane's new nanny instead of pressing charges.

After a job gone wrong, I find myself in the back of a transport van on my way to the women's prison in my city. Only... We never make it there. Three canisters of knockout gas later, I'm ten thousand feet in the air with a dozen other prisoners being told to jump or die. I choose to jump. The island I land on isn't an ordinary island. The worst of the worst are put here by a private army to do the jobs normal people are too scared to do—their very own suicide squad.

The first time I got married, I watched the man I love walk away from me. The second time around, I’m the one signing the dotted line first—this one a man who I realized I never loved. Once burned, twice broken, I’m done looking for love. Only my first ex-husband seems to be everywhere I turn—at my work, with my friends, and eventually…in my bed. I didn’t mean for it to happen. Twice. But I know if I don’t protect my heart, there will be nothing left of me if he walks away again without telling me why he did so in the first place.

I'm just a barista trying to get by after losing my mother. But Alexis Blackmore, a wealthy tech CEO, has been obsessed with me for over a year. She visits my coffee shop daily, watching me from afar. I'm flattered by her attention, but feel out of her league. However, when a storm hits and Alexis offers me a ride home, I find myself falling for her charm. She insists on taking care of me, showering me with gifts and affection. As she whisks me away to her lavish mansion, it's clear Alexis believes I belong to her.