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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.

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.

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.

When my stepbrother, Elec, came to live with us my senior year, I wasn’t prepared for how much of a jerk he’d be. I hated that he took it out on me because he didn’t want to be here. I hated that he brought girls from our high school back to his room. But what I hated the most was the unwanted way my body reacted to him. At first, I thought all he had going for him were his rock-hard tattooed abs and chiseled face. But things started changing between us, and it all came to a head one night.

It all started with a bet. When my young son inherited half of his great grandfather’s historic inn, I decided to move us both to the place where I grew up. Notice I said half of the Inn. The other half now belonged to Levi Miller, the famous quarterback who had other ideas about what we should do with the property. We won’t mention that I accidentally injured him during our first meeting, causing him to get eight stitches. You could say we got off on the wrong foot. We bickered a lot as we both moved into the property while we figured things out.

We met in the least likely of places. It started out innocently enough. I was “ScreenGod”, and she was “Montana”, but of course those weren’t our actual names, just the virtual cloaks we hid behind. Logging in at night and talking to her was my escape - my sanctuary. Her real name was Eden, I’d soon come to find out. From the first time we connected online, I found myself transfixed. She was an addiction. At first, we knew nothing about each other’s real identities...and she was adamant that we keep things that way.

Diner waitress Allison Abraham had no idea her mundane life was about to dramatically change the day she serves a devastatingly handsome customer. Allison is immediately captivated by the mysterious man who stared through her soul with his electric blue eyes. After he abruptly leaves the restaurant, she can’t get him out of her head. She has no idea that he had actually come on a mission to find her.

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.

What happens when the one you want is the only one you can’t have? It was set in stone. After years of rebelling against everything good and wholesome, I’d agreed to an arranged marriage as part of a business proposition. Elle and I hadn’t spent any time together, though, aside from talking on the phone.

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.

Money or love? Which would you choose? You probably just answered the question in your head, thinking it's an easy decision. For me, it's not. Did I mention it's a lot of money? A hell of a lot. I needed to go far away to think it through. As I embarked on an impulsive trip, I hit a detour when I met sexy Carter in the airport lounge. We struck up a heated conversation. Then, he left. I thought I'd never see him again. But fate had other plans. Surprise! He was the pilot of my flight.

Brayden Foster hat es nicht eilig, die Eine zu finden. Er ist völlig zufrieden mit seinem Leben als Junggeselle und mit seiner Arbeit bei einer wohltätigen Stiftung, bei der er Häuser für bedürftige Menschen renoviert. Er hätte niemals gedacht, dass sich "Alex", einer der freiwilligen Helfer, mit dem er bisher ausschließlich via E-Mail kommuniziert hat, als Alexandria Jones entpuppt - die schönste Frau, der Brayden je begegnet ist. Von Tag eins an verdreht sie ihm den Kopf und auch Alexandria kann nicht lange leugnen, dass da mehr zwischen ihnen ist.

Two weeks in a tiny house in a small town with the woman who broke my heart. Or was it me who broke hers? It was complicated. And it was about to be a heck of a lot more complicated sharing one bed in the guest room with a woman who wasn’t mine anymore.

Vi Keeland et Penelope Ward, autrices de best-sellers au classement du New York Times, reviennent avec une nouvelle romance contemporaine standalone. Règle numéro un quand on veut sortir avec la sœur de son meilleur ami : ne pas le faire. Jamais. Surtout quand le meilleur ami en question est décédé, et que la dernière chose qu’il vous a fait promettre est de garder un œil sur sa petite sœur, mais juste un œil. En tant que musicien dont la plus longue relation a duré six mois, moi, Holden Catalano, je suis le dernier type sur Terre qui aurait dû traîner autour de Laney Ellison.

New York Times best-selling authors Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward bring you three sexy short stories to heat up your holidays: "Get Sleighed", "Lights Out Love", and "Hot Item".

Eine neuer, unabhängiger Roman von der New York Times Bestsellerautorin Penelope WardABBY: Ich verliebe mich in den Vater, dessen Baby ich in mir trage. Doch das Problem ist: Es ist nicht mein Baby. Und der grüblerische Witwer ist nicht auf der Suche nach einer langfristigen Beziehung. Als Leihmutter habe ich mich bereit erklärt, nur bis zur Geburt in England zu bleiben. Zu Beginn schien der Mann genauso anmaßend zu sein wie sein Name: Sigmund Benedictus. Er und ich gerieten immer wieder aneinander. Sig zweifelte meine Absichten an und warf mir vor, nur an dem Geld interessiert zu sein.

Alles an ihm geht ihr auf die Nerven - und unter die Haut... Nach dem plötzlichen Tod ihres Partners entschließt Carly sich dazu, sich um dessen autistischen Bruder Scottie zu kümmern. Niemals hätte sie damit gerechnet, dass sie nicht die Einzige ist, die auf diese Idee kommt - und das ausgerechnet Josh, der beste Freund ihres verstorbenen Partners, vor ihr stehen würde. Die beiden konnten sich noch nie leiden, und keiner ist bereit, dem anderen die Aufsicht über Scottie zu überlassen.

The one that got away - jedes Mädchen hat so einen, oder? Meiner war ein charmanter britischer Aristokrat, der meine Welt während dieses einen Sommers völlig auf den Kopf stellte. Von dem Moment an, als ich Leo zum ersten Mal durch mein Fernglas erblickte, war ich fasziniert. Ich hatte sicher nicht damit gerechnet, einen Mann vorzufinden, der draußen vor dem Anwesen auf der anderen Seite der Bucht duschte – und zwar so wie Gott ihn schuf. Noch weniger hatte ich damit gerechnet, dabei von seinem Mitbewohner erwischt zu werden. Und ihnen später unvermittelt in die Arme zu laufen.

It all started when I hosted a little party for a bunch of new friends. Though “friends” might not be the right word since the invitees were all the women I’d found out my boyfriend was talking to behind my back. When the guest of honor walked in—aka my now ex—things took a turn… Unfortunately, a stranger witnessed the whole blowout. I was in a mood that night and ended up giving this gorgeous guy an attitude, too. As if my night could get any worse, before he stormed off, he informed me he was actually my landlord.

The day I showed up to Dax Moody’s sprawling home, I had no idea what was coming. As a traveling massage therapist, I was used to entering the houses of strangers. But this assignment was different from any before it. From the outside, I’d correctly assumed the owner was rich. What I didn’t realize was that he would be younger than I’d imagined, single, stunningly gorgeous, and mysterious.