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We’re only pretending… So why does it feel so real? When I board the train, I’m just looking for a seat—not a story. But Mr. Tall, Broody, and Beautiful is sitting next to me, on his way to a funeral and a reckoning with his past. And somehow, I end up volunteering to be his fake girlfriend. Impulsive? Obviously. A terrible idea? Absolutely. But Chris isn’t just a man with broad shoulders and quiet eyes—he’s carrying a weight that makes my chest ache. The more he shares, the more I’m drawn to him. His scars might be more visible than mine, but I have wounds too. This was ...

First she invades my home, then she steals my heart. I thought I was getting a quiet, low-maintenance guy as a roommate. Someone who’d pay rent on time, keep to themselves, and not disrupt my carefully guarded solitude. Then she showed up. Sam. Petite, honey brown hair, and so radiant it hurts to look at her. She’s all smiles and sunshine, while I’m standing there wondering how to back out of our agreement without being a total asshole. But she’s desperate for a place to stay, and I—idiot that I am—can’t bring myself to refuse. Now every day is torture. Her laughter echoes ...

Love is blind, or is it? It was only supposed to be a two hour stopover. Instead, I’m going to be stuck in quarantine in a bland airport hotel for two weeks. No iPhone; no laptop; no one even to talk to. Until Matt. A soothing presence over the hotel phone, fellow inmate and total cinnamon roll Matt rescues me from my loneliness. I believe looks don’t matter, and he’s the one, sight unseen. He says that’s a fairytale. I guess we’ll find out the truth soon enough, during our first meeting. Irina and Matt find each other in an unusual predicament; ‘meeting’ as faceless voices ...

Love? Been there, done that—and the baggage is heavy. After too many nights hiding out at my best friend’s pub, I’m making no progress on my upcoming comedy special. Writer’s block is a bitch and inspiration hard to come by. Until her. Lily crashes into my life—gorgeous, sharp-witted, and so much younger than me. She needs a place to stay, and I… well, I need to keep my head down and my hands to myself. What could a bright young thing like her possibly want with a grumpy old bastard like me? Nothing; that’s what. Still, it only takes a smile for my heart to capitulate. Love ...

A virgin walks into a bar… Right into the bartender’s arms. Every time I sneak a peek at him, he’s already looking back. Or is he? Nathan is the burly, tattooed bartender to my plain Jane. He couldn’t possibly have noticed me… right? Except he remembers my regular order. And when I lose my mind and start quoting steamy romance-novel pick up lines at him, he doesn’t just play along—he fires back. Did I really just flirt my way into the arms of the bartender of my dreams? Or am I about to crash and burn like the awkward disaster I am? Because I’ve literally never done this ...

I’m the guy who has everything… except her. At 47, I’ve built a restaurant empire and a TV career on discipline and sharp edges. Love? Never had the time, and certainly never had the patience. But a business expansion drags me to Teddington… and straight into her café. Alice is too young, too sweet, and entirely too tempting. With curves that could bring a man to his knees, her presence makes me forget why I was scowling in the first place. Before I know it, I’m returning for yet another cappuccino. But her business is about to close its doors, and it’s all because of me. Now I...

I wanted one night of free love. Instead, I fell. This was supposed to be my final night of freedom—one last taste of independence before moving back in with my traditional Punjabi parents. No curfews. No questions. No arranged marriage talk. Just one last night of zero consequences. Then I meet Callum. Gorgeous. Charismatic. A celebrity chef who could have anyone—but tonight, he’s chosen me. He doesn’t know that my future is already decided. My parents have a plan for me—a “suitable boy” from our own community. A man I’ve never even met. But Callum makes me laugh. He makes ...

Tess hates her boring life. On the way home from work and stuck in traffic, she desperately wishes for a change. Until a handsome stranger jumps into the back seat, scaring the hell out of her. He insists he must reach Heathrow Airport to stop an impending disaster. Liam's story sounds insane, but Tess stops screaming and gives him a chance. Wish come true? Ride along on this absurd, high-stakes adventure in which curvy girl-next-door Tess encounters a lot more excitement than she bargained for. And also a sexy government agent.

He’s grumpy, brooding, and utterly off-limits. But this Christmas… he'll be all mine. Landing this job was supposed to be a fresh start — even if my boss is a nightmare. But the real problem? John. He’s quiet, guarded, and painfully handsome in that tortured guy-next-door kind of way. Every day, I sit next to him, stealing glances while he buries himself in his work. Every night, I replay those glances in my wildest dreams. I’ve tried everything to make him smile — little gestures, kind words — but he’s so wrapped up in his own heartache, he doesn’t see me. Or so I thought...

I might only be 24, but I've always been the sensible one. From my boring call center job right down to my practical wardrobe; impulsive and extravagant are not part of my usual vocabulary. Ascot, the home of British horse racing might be my home, as well, but the filthy rich visitors blocking my route home are more a nuisance than a thrill.

All I want is a night of distractions to take my mind off the stressful business meetings I've had day. At the pub, I quickly spot the perfect counterpart to share tonight with. Whereas I'm all business, he's tall, husky, long-haired as well as tattooed. We're nothing alike, and yet click almost immediately. His rugged biker looks are just a mask; one he quickly takes off when we're alone. What I find beneath the surface might be too precious to let go.

The past always catches up eventually. Sally keeps her relationships simple and uncomplicated. Always. Until a ghost from her past tracks her down at work and opens all sorts of old wounds. Garret wants to talk. Sally wishes to never see him again. And Mark, well, deep down he still just wants Sally. Despite everything.

After nearly four years with Jeff, everything fell apart. For the first time in my adult life, I found myself single, scared, but liberated as well. Rather than stumble into another ill advised relationship, I would spend the next few months "finding myself" sexually. This is how The Rebound List came to be. A virgin, a silver fox, a stranger and a threesome - these are the experiences I chose. It’s my very own naughty bucket list. A series of challenges set for myself, to figure out what I want out of men and relationships.

All I wanted was a tree, not to fantasize about the farmer’s large… axe. I knew this was a bad idea the moment my friend dragged me to the Christmas tree farm. Me—the girl who can’t even assemble Ikea furniture—cutting down my very own tree? Within two minutes I fail to pick one, stumble over my own feet, and fall flat on my ass right into a puddle. Just my luck—making a spectacle of myself in front of the hottest lumberjack in a Santa hat I’ve ever seen. He’s as solid as I’m flustered. Serious, bordering on grumpy, with an intriguing spark in his eye—like he’s ...

This award-winning book is published by The Rules of a Big Boss LLC. It is an expressive story that reveals the author Dedrick L Moone's heart through a series of short love letters to his daughter Haelee. The author wrote this story not only for her but for daughters across the world. He writes it to let you know that he loves each one of you through an extension of Haelee in being a dad.

Meet best friends Becky and Sally, who each have their own challenges to face as they navigate the world of dating and relationships and try to reconcile their identities as strong, independent women, with their need for companionship and love. There comes a time in everyone's life when they have to decide what they really want and who they really are. Listen along as these two try to figure it out.

Tras casi cuatro años con Jeff, todo se derrumba. Me encuentro soltera, asustada, pero también liberada de algún modo. En vez de enredarme en otra relación enfermiza, mi mejor amiga Sally me ayudó a centrarme. Me pasaría los próximos meses "buscándome a mí misma" sexualmente. Así es como nació La Lista.