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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.

After getting ditched at the altar, every “I do” makes me want to scream. Which is a problem, considering I’m an associate editor at Bride magazine. Just when I thought my job couldn’t get any worse, I got roped into being a last-minute bridesmaid... and paired with Wilder Hayes.

Rule number one for having a one-night stand: Don’t fall for the girl. After a lengthy dating slump, I finally met someone who sparked my interest. Well, first the sparks flew when we argued. Later in the evening those sparks ignited into something more. I was drawn to Devyn, in a way I hadn’t felt in a really long time. Needless to say, I was disappointed when she abruptly left after our amazing night together. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. But she hadn’t even given me her number. In a city with eight-million people, I figured I’d never see Devyn again.

When my grandmother found out she didn’t have long to live, she embarked on a crazy trip—jumping out of airplanes and scuba diving with sharks. After I repeatedly voiced my concern, Gram blocked me—her own grandson—on text and social media, leaving me only her travel companion Eleanor’s number.

I'm writing this letter because it's highly doubtful I'll ever garner the courage to say this to your face. So, here goes. We're totally wrong for each other. You're the proper single mum with a good head on your shoulders. I'm just the carefree British doctor passing through town and temporarily living in your converted garage until I head back to England. But here's the thing... for some bloody reason, I can't stop thinking about you in very inappropriate ways.

Quand ma vie a pris un tournant inattendu, j'ai décidé de quitter New York pendant quelque temps. Pourtant, au fil du temps, j'ai commencé à remarquer chez Fox d'autres petites choses que ses regards noirs. Manque de chance, il semblerait que cette année, les problèmes me suivent comme mon ombre. On dit que ce qui se passe au lac doit rester au lac, mais ce n'est pas si facile de s'en aller quand ce qu'on laisse derrière soi n'est autre que… son cœur.

Dimpled smile of a boy. Hard body of a man. Sings like an angel. Screws like the devil. I was stuck between a rock(star) and a hard place. At fifteen, his poster hung on my bedroom wall. At twenty-five his body hovered over mine. Every girl’s fantasy became my reality. I was dating a rockstar. Yet I was slowly falling for another man. The problem was—the two men—they shared a tour bus. Flynn Beckham was the opening act. Dylan Ryder was the headliner. What happens when the opening act begins to shine so bright, it seems to dim everything else in its wake?

When the board of directors of my company mandated that I go to a wellness facility in small-town Maine to recharge, that shouldn’t have included using a ladder to sneak out of the bedroom window at night and going to the local bar. But Brock Hawkins was so much more than just the hot bar owner. He owned half the town, built log cabins with his bare hands, and was apparently the most eligible man in all of Meadowbrook.

Règle numéro un des coups d'un soir : ne pas tomber amoureux de la fille. Après une longue période d'abstinence, j'ai enfin rencontré quelqu'un qui a su éveiller mon intérêt. Enfin, au départ, les seules étincelles qu'il y a eu entre nous ont été celles de notre dispute. Mais plus tard ce soir-là, elles ont mené à quelque chose de plus fort. Je suis attiré par Devyn comme je ne l'ai pas été depuis très longtemps par personne. Je vous laisse imaginer ma déception quand elle s'est subitement volatilisée après la nuit incroyable que nous avons passée ensemble.

Ein Spiel mit der Moral, das in einen gefährlichen Abgrund führt Nach einem tragischen Verlust ist die erfolgreiche New Yorker Psychiaterin Dr. Meredith McCall nur noch ein Schatten ihrer selbst – bis sie auf Gabriel Wright trifft, der mit ihrem schmerzvollsten Kapitel verbunden ist. Wie kann er so unbeschwert weiterleben, während ihr Leben in Scherben liegt? Aus einer zufälligen Begegnung wird schnell eine düstere Obsession.

Er ist ihr neuer Boss. Sie ist seine größte Versuchung. Naomi Heart ist zur Hochzeit ihrer besten Freunde nach Michigan gereist. Mitten in der Nacht schreckt sie in ihrer Unterkunft aus dem Schlaf hoch, als sich jemand neben sie ins Bett legt. Naomi tut, was jede vernünftige Frau tun würde: Sie geht zum Angriff über. Unglücklicherweise stellt sich der Unbekannte als Dawson Reed heraus. Berüchtigter New Yorker Strafverteidiger und der Trauzeuge, der durch einen Computerfehler dasselbe Airbnb gebucht hat.

From New York Times & USA Today Bestseller, Vi Keeland, comes a steamy new romance novel. The rules: No dating. No sex outside of the game. No disclosing the terms of the contract. Rules were made to be broken, right? Eight weeks ago I signed a contract. One that seemed like a good idea at the time. A handsome bachelor, luxury accommodations, and a chance to win a prize my family desperately needed. There were some rules though. Lots of them actually. Follow the script, no dating, sex, or disclosing the terms of the deal.

As a college English professor, Elizabeth looks forward to the start of each new semester teaching her creative writing seminar. At least until she reads chapter one of The Reckoning, a tale about a high school senior who has an affair with her teacher. To anyone else it would be the beginning of a great page-turner, but to Elizabeth it is the beginning of the end. She knows this story. It's all familiar because she lived it.

Quand ma grand-mère a découvert qu’elle n’en avait plus pour très longtemps à vivre, elle s'est lancée dans de folles aventures, comme sauter d’un avion ou encore faire de la plongée avec des requins. Et devant mes protestations répétées, mamie m’a tout simplement bloqué ‒ moi, son propre petit-fils ‒ sur les réseaux sociaux, ne me laissant que le numéro de téléphone d’Eleanor, sa compagne de voyage. Eleanor a commencé à m’envoyer des photos des aventures de mamie.

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.

As a college English professor, Elizabeth looks forward to the start of each new semester teaching her creative writing seminar. At least until she reads chapter one of The Reckoning, a tale about a high school senior who has an affair with her teacher. To anyone else it would be the beginning of a great page-turner, but to Elizabeth it is the beginning of the end. She knows this story. It’s all familiar because she lived it. The girl in the story was her best friend Jocelyn, and Elizabeth knows exactly how the story will end—with the professor dead. Because she was the one who killed him.

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.

The first time I met Dawson Reed, we wound up in bed. The problem was, neither of us knew the other were there. When I woke up in the middle of the night and found a stranger next to me, instinct kicked in and I attacked the intruder. Only it turned out, the man wasn’t an intruder at all. Dawson had rented this cabin, too. Apparently, a system glitch allowed a duplicate booking. We’d soon find out we were in town for the same wedding, and Dawson was the groomsman I’d been warned about. He was as tall, dark and jaw-droppingly gorgeous as my best friend had described.

Laurel Lake ist für Josie der schönste Ort der Welt. Wäre da nur nicht ihr neuer Nachbar: der unfreundliche, aber extrem attraktive Profi-Eishockeyspieler Fox Cassidy. Nach einer Tragödie lässt Josie Preston ihr New Yorker Leben überstürzt hinter sich und zieht ins malerische Laurel Lake. Dort hat ihr Vater ihr ein Haus am See vermacht. Laurel Lake wurde wiederholt zur freundlichsten Kleinstadt Amerikas gewählt – Josies neuer Nachbar anscheinend nicht mitgerechnet. Fox Cassidy, ein unverschämt attraktiver ehemaliger Eishockey-Star, ist verschlossen und abweisend.

Weddings. I spend every working minute talking and writing about them, when just the thought of one makes me want to scream. After my fiancé abandoned me at the altar last year, my dream job at Bride magazine has turned into a reoccurring nightmare. To add insult to injury, the bridezilla at my latest assignment, somehow roped me into filling in for a missing bridesmaid. Of course, I had to get paired with the most gorgeous groomsman. Wilder Hayes is perfect-except when he opens his mouth and we end up bickering all evening. That is, until the coat closet incident.