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The moment Jude Warner walked into my life, he was just some handsome stranger in an expensive suit. A moment later I discovered he was my neighbor, both of us new to the building. Then he was the knight in shining armor who rescued my place from a late-night plumbing fiasco. The prince charming who offered me refuge and ice cream during a storm-fueled power outage. The bona-fide saint who volunteered to accompany me to my crazy sister’s wedding back in North Carolina. Falling for him was easy. Finding out exactly who he was? Earth-shattering.

Tres dage og nætter på landet – var det eneste, jeg ønskede. Jeg havde brug for at komme væk fra byen, væk fra det rod, mit liv var blevet til. Jeg faldt over mit barndomshjem på RentBnB.com og tog det som et tegn, hævede min opsparing og stak af til det eneste sted, der nogensinde...

Calder er af sin far blevet presset til et direktørjob i familiefirmaet. Med jobbet følger tillige Californiens smukkeste administrator, Aerin, som er ansat til at holde styr på alle aspekter af hans liv. Calder hader imidlertid jobbet, sin far og især Aerin. Aerin har kun taget jobbet i...

Talon Gold er god til amerikansk fodbold og dårlig til kærlighed. Han er besat af at score og nægter at spille efter reglerne. Han er brutal. Ubarmhjertig. Begavet. Voldsomt tiltrækkende. Selvom han har ry for at være det mest arrogante røvhul, der nogensinde har sat sine fødder på...

Maritza er træt af overfladiske fester og sjov i gaden. Hun vil derfor tage en pause fra mænd og fokusere på sin uddannelse. At hun bogstavelig talt ville støde ind i en flot major, havde hun ikke forudset. Isaiah er på vej mod den næste udstationering i Afghanistan. Han mener ikke, at...

Jeg elskede ham. Jeg mistede ham. Og nu er han tilbage. August Monreaux var en rasende storm, mørket mellem stjernerne og ilden, der brændte mig. Det hele i én lækker pakke. Han var også forbudt område. Hele mit liv holdt jeg mig på sikker afstand, fordi jeg som den gode datter, jeg er...

Melrose vil gøre alt for sin bedste ven, for hun har været forelsket i ham siden ottende klasse. Derfor overtager hun også hans lejemål, da han pludselig får tilbudt en enestående chance med sit band og må rejse væk. At værelset, hun nu skal bo i, er ejet af jordens mest irriterende...

Ambitious and career-driven, I have zero time for dating until Blind Lovean app designed for those seeking genuine romantic connections without the hassle of awkward first dateshooks me in. The only catch? Ninety days of anonymous messaging are required before identities are revealed. I connect...

Alec Mansfield haunts my memories like a cruel specter. In high school, he was my tormentor and the bane of my existence. When he wasnt defying authority alongside my older brothers, he was sabotaging my dates and sending me anonymous messages signed yours cruelly. Alec was merciless, an...

In the Wakemont family, it’s tradition to arrange a marriage before the ink is dry on your birth certificate. I was five hours old when my father promised me to the son of a man with “more money than God.” As we grew older, my future groom and I were encouraged to exchange “love letters” to get better acquainted—except the correspondence he sent read more like hate mail. Slade Delacorte hated the arrangement. But more than that, he hated me. He was moody, intense, arrogant, and darkly gorgeous. A villain—not a prince. The last man on earth I’d ever marry (if I had the choice).

Always a bridesmaid, never a bride—and that’s the way I like it. I may be anti-marriage, but I’m still pro-romance. Case in point? That sexy curmudgeon I met last year during my cousin’s tropical bachelorette getaway. That grump was Dorian, the groom’s old college roommate, there for the bachelor party. I couldn’t get enough of his messy brown hair and gorgeous turquoise eyes. We connected on a deep level—emotionally and physically.

Being an identical twin has its perks, but when my sister asked me to sub in for a date with Roman Bellisario, I wasn’t exactly thrilled. Sure, he’s sinfully handsome and successful, but he also got me fired from my dream job three years ago. This time, my sister’s promotion is riding on this date, so I have to say yes. And as it turns out, we’re strangely perfect for each other. I sell art. He collects it. We’re both obsessed with the same obscure, mysterious artist that most people don’t even know exists.

The most humiliating moment of my life begins with an early morning message from my ex’s notoriously heartless best friend. I waste no time removing my accidental tag before the sharp-tongued novelist in me fires off a response to the man who harbored extreme and inexplicable hatred of me during the three years I dated his best friend in college. But I didn’t expect him to respond. And nothing could have prepared me for what he would say…or for all the ways this gorgeous villain with cruel icy blues would become the biggest plot twist my life had ever known.

For me, family is a curse. My father and brother made my life hell. My mother’s untimely death still keeps me up at night. Now that my brother, Donovan, has been killed in an accident, I can forget the past. The last remnant is the childhood home I’ve inherited—and which I intend to burn to the ground. The only obstacle? Anneliese Nielsen, Donovan’s fiancée.

After a brush with death, I realize it’s time to make changes in my life. Big changes. First, my job. I love being a journalist, but I hate my megawatt magnate boss, West Maxwell. When he demands I rewrite an article on short notice, I turn the tables on him with a scathing new column and quit in a blaze of glory. But West isn’t about to let me go that easily, the jerk. He offers me an unexpected new position: mentor to his rebellious teenage niece. For some reason, I agree—I like helping people, but I’m also admittedly curious to glimpse the man behind the mogul.

Bogie had Bacall. Carrie had Big. I had Wyatt. Growing up, he was the handsome cowboy next door - an unlikely confidant, my best friend, my first kiss, and my favorite person. We were just a couple of small-town kids with ambitions bigger than the stars in our eyes. The summer after graduation, we made a pact: I’d go to college in New York and he’d stay and take over his daddy’s ranch. If, by 28, we were both still single, we’d get married…But as we stood in our high school gymnasium the night of our 10-year reunion, Wyatt told me he loved me too much to marry me.

"The first time I saw him was at a bar called Ophelia’s on a misty Thursday night. I was there to drown my sorrows after a trying day, he was there to escape the storm. After a brief yet incredibly cruel exchange, the handsome stranger bolted before I had a chance to tell him off. Tearing after him in heels and barely able to keep up in the freezing rain, I ended my chase when I realized where he was going. They say never to judge someone unless you know their story. I never could have anticipated his..."

The words “For Lila, forever” adorned the front of the envelope in blue ink, the handwriting all too familiar. But it didn’t matter what it said. I didn’t have the heart to open it. We couldn’t be together. Not after everything.... Leaving Rose Crossing, Maine was one of the most painful moments of my life - or at least it was until the day I came face-to-face with Thayer Ainsworth again. After a decade of searching, he’s found me, and he wants to know why I quit my housemaid job and left his family’s island estate without so much as a goodbye.

He said it would only hurt a little... On her 16th birthday, Sleeping Beauty pricked her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel. On my 22nd, I pricked mine on the needle of a tattoo machine wielded by a beautifully complicated man who would go on to become my ruin.

Before this ridiculous little arrangement commences, I’d like to make myself indubitably clear: I know who you are, I know that my father hired you, I know why my father hired you, and last but not least: Your services aren’t needed. In fact, I want no part of my father’s billion-dollar empire, and him “gifting” me with one of the “best concierges in the county” won’t change that. However, seeing as my father has strong-armed me into taking this position, it appears as though we’re stuck together - at least until your contract is up next month.