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Riley Kennedy’s emails keep getting crossed with her male colleague, Kennedy Riley. The infuriating man forwards them along with his annoying commentary and unsolicited advice. At least she never has to see him in person, since they work in different locations…until they come face to face at the office holiday party.

The first time I met Chase Parker, I didn't exactly make a good impression. I was hiding in the bathroom hallway of a restaurant, leaving a message for my best friend to save me from my awful date. He overheard and told me I was a bitch, then proceeded to offer me some dating advice. So I told him to mind his own damn business and went back to my miserable date. I couldn't help but sneak hidden glances at the condescending jerk on the other side of the room. Of course, he caught me on more than one occasion, and winked.

My love story all started with a letter. Only it wasn’t from the man I’d eventually fall in love with. It was from his daughter. A sweet little girl named Birdie Maxwell who’d written to the magazine that I worked for. You see, once a year my employer fulfilled a few wishes for readers. Only that column didn’t start up again for months. So I fulfilled some of her wishes myself. It was harmless…so I thought. Until one day I took things too far. While anonymously granting yet another of Birdie’s wishes, I got a look at her father.

It all started with a mysterious blue note sewn into a wedding dress. Something blue. I’d gone to sell my own unworn bridal gown at a vintage clothing store. That’s when I found another bride’s “something old". Stitched into the lining of a fabulously feathered design was the loveliest message I’d ever read: Thank you for making all of my dreams come true.

It started out like any other morning on the train - until I became mesmerized by the guy sitting across the aisle. He was barking at someone on his phone like he ruled the world. Who did the stuck-up suit think he was...God? Actually, he looked like a god. That was about it.

I’d never forgotten him - a man I’d yet to meet. Griffin Quinn was my childhood pen pal, the British boy who couldn’t have been more different from me. Over the years, through hundreds of letters, we became best friends, sharing our deepest, darkest secrets and forming a connection I never thought could break. Until one day, it did. Then, out of the blue, a new letter arrived. A scathing one - one with eight years of pent-up anger. I had no choice but to finally come clean as to why I stopped writing. Griffin forgave me, and we were able to rekindle our childhood connection.

Totul a început cu un misterios bilețel albastru ascuns într-o rochie de mireasă. Ceva albastru. Mă aflam într-un magazin cu haine vintage, unde am făcut o descoperire uluitoare. Cusut în căptușeala unei fabuloase rochii de mireasă era cel mai încântător mesaj pe care îl...

Mister Moneybags. Periculos de sexy este Bestseller New York Times. Am cunoscut-o pe Bianca în lift. Trebuia să aibă un interviu, dar liftul s-a blocat. Jurnalista seducătoare a crezut că sunt vreun curier, judecând după hainele mele. Habar n-avea că sunt Dex Truitt, omul de afaceri...

A început ca o dimineață obișnuită în tren. Când deodată m-am trezit că mă uit vrăjită la tipul care stătea de partea cealaltă a culoarului. Urla în telefon de parcă ar fi fost stăpânul lumii. Cine-și închipuia ticălosul ăsta la patru ace că este… Dumnezeu? De fapt...

J'étais loin de me douter que c'est avec elle que je me suis pris la tête par e-mail avant le début du projet. En réalité, cette blonde absolument canon m'a captivé dès notre première rencontre. Notre alchimie a été phénoménale, et je suis vite tombé sous son charme. Malheureusement, Alex n'arrête pas de dire que je suis trop jeune pour elle. Je n'aime pas qu'elle ait cette impression, parce que l'âge n'est qu'un nombre. Jusqu'à ce que le destin nous fasse affronter une épreuve dont je ne suis pas sûr que nous puissions nous relever.

Comment ne pas succomber à l'irrésistible ? Que peut faire Reese quand son rencard d'un soir se révèle être une véritable catastrophe ? Appeler une amie pour la tirer de là. Ou alors, obtenir l'aide inespérée d'un convive à la table voisine qui a tout entendu et a décidé qu'il allait mentir pour elle et se faire passer pour son premier petit ami.

The first time I met Caine West was in a bar. He noticed me looking his way and mistakenly read my scowling as checking him out. When he attempted to talk to me, I set him straight -- telling him what I thought of his lying, cheating, egomaniacal ass. You see, the gorgeous jerk had wined and dined my best friend-smooth talking her into his bed, all along failing to mention that he was married. He deserved every bit of my tongue-lashing and more for what he'd done.

I just wanted a distraction, something to take the edge off before facing a wedding I was dreading. So on the flight back to New York, I signed up for a dating app. Harmless enough, right? Wrong. Turns out, it wasn’t just any app—it catered to people with very specific tastes. By the time I realized it, I was already on my date.

New York Times Bestselling Authors, Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward, bring you an all-star cast narrating three new, sexy short stories to heat up your holidays!

The New York Times bestseller. He was someone who belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of a rest stop in the middle of Nebraska. A sexy, cocky, Australian named Chance was the last person I expected to run into on my cross-country drive. When my car broke down, we made a deal. Next thing I knew, we were traveling together, spending sexually-tense nights in hotels and taking unplanned detours. My ordinary road trip turned into the adventure of a lifetime. It was all fun and games until things got intense. I wanted him, but Chance wouldn't make a move.

Na primeira vez que encontrei Brody Easton ele estava no vestiário masculino. Foi a minha primeira entrevista como jornalista esportiva profissional. O famoso quarterback decidiu me mostrar tudo. E, por tudo, não quero dizer que ele me disse algum de seus segredos. Não. O idiota arrogante decidiu deixar cair a toalha quando fiz a primeira pergunta. Na frente da câmera. E o famoso ganhador do Super Bowl rapidamente adotou um novo hobby: me provocar.

La prima volta che Georgia Delaney incontra Max Yearwood è a un appuntamento al buio: lui, affascinante, divertente e sexy, è esattamente quello di cui ha bisogno dopo che il fidanzato Gabriel è scappato in Inghilterra e le ha chiesto una relazione aperta. O così crede... Finché non arriva l'uomo che davvero doveva incontrare, che fin da subito si rivela un tipo noioso, con cui ha ben poco in comune. Prima di andarsene, Max le regala un biglietto per una partita di hockey a pochi isolati di distanza, nel caso in cui le cose con l'altro non funzionassero.

La première fois que j’ai rencontré Max Yearwood, j’avais rendez-vous avec lui sans l’avoir encore jamais vu. Max était incroyablement beau et drôle, et notre alchimie a tout de suite crevé le plafond. Il avait aussi d’adorables fossettes. Pile ce dont j’avais besoin après ma séparation. Ou du moins, c’était ce que je croyais… Jusqu’à ce que l’homme avec qui j’avais réellement rendez-vous arrive. Il s’avère que ce n’était pas Max que je devais rencontrer ce soir-là. Il s’était simplement prêté au jeu avant l’arrivée de mon véritable compagnon d’un soir. Dire que j’étais déçue serait un euphémisme.

Nach einer schmerzhaften Trennung schwört Tatto-Artist Billie den Männern ab. Doch ihr guter Vorsatz geht - fast! - flöten, als ihr neuer Vermieter Colby Lennon vor ihrer Tür steht. Der Geschäftsmann und Besitzer des Gebäudes, in dem sich ihr Tattoostudio befindet, ist attraktiv, arrogant und daran gewöhnt, dass er immer bekommt, was er will. Und jetzt will Colby sie und lässt daran keinen Zweifel. Aber mehr als Freundschaft ist für Billie nicht drin.

Dizem que os homens preferem mulheres que sejam uma dama na sala e uma puta na cama. Eu não sabia que o sentimento era recíproco, até eu conhecer Jax Knight―um cavalheiro em público, e um devasso dominante que fala sujo no quarto. Filha do lendário lutador "The Saint", Lily St. Claire sabe por experiência própria como os lutadores podem ser. Dona da rede se academias de MMA, ela está acostumada com homens agressivos, dominantes e possessivos. É por isso que ela sempre manteve distância deles. Mas, no dia em que Jax Knight passa pela sua porta, ela fica presa no seu charme.