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Ex-Marine Daisy Weston is going undercover, by uncovering it all. Every night the pretty blonde wraps herself around a pole in a club owned by the Raptors MC - the club involved in her sister's disappearance. One lap dance at a time, Daisy gets closer to discovering Rose's whereabouts. She intends to free Rose, no matter who she has to do. There's just one big, muscular obstacle in her way - a handsome biker named Cowboy who won't leave her the hell alone. And what's worse, she's not sure she wants him to.

True Christmas and holiday stories from the life of Dr. Rayna M. Gangi.

Being a teen witch is no sitcom with canned laugh tracks. It's especially hard when your crush's family is old school burn the witches at the stake type. Leah decides not to mention her membership in the black hat society if it will score her points with Dylan. If only life was that easy. Best friend Stella pulls her in to a tolerance project that tests Leah's beliefs by sending her hurtling through time where people really do burn witches. If that isn't enough, everyone back in times old and smelly recognize her as the local mean girl.

To begin healing, get away. There should be no contact with the narcissist. None. No acknowledgment and no engagement. Don't fall victim to your sympathy and don't tell yourself he or she will, or has, changed. When your kids exhibit any signs of the parent's behavior, change that behavior immediately, and if they're old enough, explain why. When you get triggered, i.e., memories or words that make you believe you should go back, learn to take the time and space, even if only a minute, to reflect on all the reasons you left.

Er denkt, er wäre so charmant und sexy, während er in seiner Rettungssanitäteruniform herumläuft, durch die sich seine harten Muskeln abzeichnen. Weil er jeden Tag Leben rettet. Ich bin sicher, er glaubt, jede Frau auf der Welt würde töten für die Chance, mit ihm zusammen zu sein. Aber Männer wie Luca sind nur für eines gut: One-Night-Stands. Keine Verpflichtungen. Deshalb werde ich nicht mit Luca ausgehen, obwohl meine Freundinnen auf der Bachelor-Versteigerung für mich ein Date mit ihm gewonnen haben.

And now, her uncle wants to marry her off to the fallen son of her arch-enemy. But Jael is a battle-hardened warrior, trained to kill since she was 10-years-old. She doesn’t plan on being anyone’s wife. Eadmund Skalleson is drunk. His father is threatening him with a wife again. And this time he’s given him an ultimatum. Marry Jael Furyck or your brother returns from exile. But if Eadmund was ever going to choose a wife, it wouldn’t be Jael Furyck. Not her. Not ever.

Who knew my brother’s friend could be Mr. Right, and not just Mr. Right Now? I’m not interested in the guy’s looks. Oh no, I want his cold hard cash. Now, before you go getting all judge-y, I’m not a gold digger. I have a legitimate business opportunity for Jasper to invest in. The problem is that my stick-up-his-ass brother is embarrassed that his twin sister invents kick-ass sex toys. So, I took matters into my own hands. It wasn’t until I sat down across from the gorgeous, panty-soaking man in front of me, that I realized I wanted so much more than just his money.

I’m the town widow. Not the only one, but the youngest by far. My husband died one year after our wedding, casting me as the charity case in my small Alaskan town.

Who knew sleeping with the enemy could be this much fun? In my defense, I had just moved back into my grandparent’s house. I’d lost my dream job, and a guy on Tinder had stood me up. It was like life had suddenly stamped ‘LOSER’ on my forehead. So, when the guy behind the bar started giving me the look....you know, the one....You don’t bother to figure out what your six degrees of separation are. You jump on that horse, and ride it! By the time I’d figured out who the bartender was, I was already falling for him.

I’ve loved him from afar. Though most times he’s only a foot away. I’m smart enough to know he’ll never be anyone’s forever. He checks all the bad boy boxes. If he wasn’t my neighbor and friend, I may have thrown myself at him. Okay, I wouldn’t. Instead, I pathetically savor morsels of moments where I have his sole attention. That was until his archenemy moved in with me. Now suddenly, Dylan’s moving in, too, and warning off the first guy in a long time who’s showing me interest.

Dating is hard. Dating in your 30s is even harder. Dating in Chicago is harder still. I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after, but in the age of swiping right and Netflix and chill, I'm wondering if everything is as temporary as my marriage turned out to be. Truth is, there is one guy I can't get my mind off of. Roarke Baldwin has salt and pepper hair I've dreamed of running my hands through, and I'm pretty sure that if I checked, he really does have a six-pack of abs underneath his suit.

Draguta Teros wants to crush her enemies...every last one of them: Her disloyal sister, Dara; Briggit Halvardar and her followers; Jael Furyck and her Brekkan army; the gods themselves.

Verbotene Liebe: Die Teampsychologin und der Eishockeystar. Für einige Jungs der Florida Furys ist die Silvesternacht immer noch kein Schnee von gestern, ganz im Gegenteil: Maksim, Aidens bester Freund, hat in dieser Nacht eine wunderschöne Frau geküsst. Und es hätte ein so gutes Jahr werden können! Aber statt neben ihr im Bett zu liegen, sitzt er jetzt vor ihr auf der Couch. Denn Paisley Pearce ist die neue Teampsychologin der Florida Furys, die alle Spieler sehen sollen, um ihre Leistung zu verbessern. Auch Paisley muss sich zusammenreißen.

I swore off anyone remotely like my ex. On the top of that list? Attorneys. Everyone knows they can't be trusted. Now that I've moved back into my childhood home in Chicago, my focus is my daughter, my mom, and me. Then I see Reed Warner again. I push him away, but somehow he weasels his way into every part of my life, not willing to take "No" for an answer. In spite of my better judgment, I can't stop thinking about the way his designer suits fit his muscular frame. The problem? Not only is he a lawyer...he was the best man at my wedding.

Escaping Hallow Wood with a wounded Thorgils, Aleksander and Jael find themselves stuck in Harstad, desperate to get the Book of Aurea back to Andala before the dragur find them again. Waiting in Hest for Eadmund, Evaine is oblivious to everyone’s worry over Morana, who is showing little sign of recovery. Jaeger is panicking, knowing that without someone to read the Book of Darkness, they are defenseless, vulnerable to an attack from Draguta, should she return.

I’ve known him since we were six, long before he became the professional soccer star he is now. We’ve weaved in and out of one another’s lives as rivals, teammates, friends, and lovers. Until three years ago, when my life took a hit, and I ran back to my small Alaskan town, Lake Starlight, away from anything or anyone that could hurt me.

I can’t borrow him. He’s not a sweater or a skirt. He’s not even her favorite dress - the lucky one she wears on first dates. The one she probably wore on her first date with him. In my defense, I didn’t know who he was. To me, he was a cool, calm, confident stranger. He was perfection for the entire hour-and-a-half train ride, while the concrete jungle turned into a rolling green landscape.

In the middle of a crowded bar in our small Alaskan town, my estranged wife snuggles up to me as if we’re still a happy couple. Don’t get me wrong, we were a happy couple - before she walked out on me a year ago. We were the high school sweethearts everyone thought were destined to be together forever. We thought so, too, which is why we married shortly after graduation. We had a good marriage. Until she left me without any real explanation. Now, she’s back - and this is the real kicker - she has amnesia and thinks I’m still her husband.

Es gibt gute Gründe, sich von Enzo Mancini fernzuhalten: Er ist ein Playboy. Und ihr Boss. Enzo ist ein Arbeitstier und wechselt seine Assistentinnen schneller, als kostenlose Donuts im Pausenraum verschwinden. Doch seine neue Assistentin Annie ist nicht auf den Mund gefallen. Um Partner zu werden, muss er gemeinsam mit ihr den größten Klienten an Land ziehen, den die Firma je gesehen hat. Wenn Annie es schafft, erfolgreich mit ihrem Boss zusammenzuarbeiten, winkt endlich die Beförderung.

Love is a game, wanna play? Wer ist der arroganteste Immobilienmakler in ganz Manhattan? Ganz sicher Carmelo Mancini, der auf seinen freizügigen Plakaten eher für seinen Sixpack wirbt als für sein Verhandlungsgeschick. Dummerweise bin ich mit meinem Maklerbüro direkt gegenüber von ihm eingezogen und wir sind vom ersten Tag an Erzfeinde. Okay, vielleicht habe ich ihm versehentlich einen seiner Kunden gestohlen! Aber ist es wirklich Diebstahl, wenn der Kunde auf mich zukommt? Selbst unsere hitzigen Wortgefechte und abschätzigen Blicke können nicht verbergen, dass es zwischen mir und Mancini knistert.