As an Olympic rookie, Andie Foster has spent far more time in her cleats than between the sheets. For 21 years, her Friday nights have consisted of blocking shots rather than taking them. But now that she's landed in Rio, she's ready to see for herself if the rumors about the Olympic Village are true: The athletes are all sex-crazed maniacs... The committee passes out condoms like candy... The games continue long after the medals have been handed out... As Andie walks the line between rumor and reality, she's forced into the path of Frederick Archibald, a decorated Olympic swimmer and owner of a sexy British accent--too bad he's unavailable in a way that "it's complicated" doesn't even begin to explain. In other words: off limits. It doesn't matter that he has abs that could bring peace to the Middle East and a smile that makes even the Queen blush; Andie fully intends on keeping her focus on the soccer field. But the Village is small. Suffocating. Everywhere Andie goes, Freddie happens to be there--shirtless, wet from the pool, and determined to show her a whole new meaning of the phrase "international affairs". Views: 138
Five minutes until the interview begins. Fresh on the heels of her college graduation, Cameron Heart has landed an interview at a prestigious architecture firm. Four minutes until the interview. She knows she's only there because the owner, Grayson Cole, is her older sister's friend. Three minutes. For the last seven years, Grayson has been the most intimidating man Cammie has ever had the pleasure, or displeasure, of being around. Two Minutes. But the job opportunity is too good to pass up. So, Cammie will have to ignore the fact that Grayson is handsome enough to have his own national holiday. One. After all, she shouldn't feel that way about her new boss. And, he will be her new boss. Views: 135
From: [email protected]: [email protected]: You’re a flippin’ idiotGood morning my dear, naive friend,I hope you’re enjoying a breakfast of regret and sorrow.Why?Because you sent me to work for Dean Harper, aka a control freak in a tailor-made suit. Sure he owns the trendiest restaurants in NYC, but c'mon Jo, his ego makes Kanye West look like the Dalai Lama.He's the type of guy that only hears the word “no” when it's followed by “don’t stop.”Working for Dean Harper would be like selling my soul to the devil…and before you say anything, I don’t care if the devil has punch-you-in-the-gut brown eyes and an ass to match. My soul isn’t for sale.Love,Regretfully yours,Lily Views: 135
I thought I'd left Blackwater, Texas behind for good. I didn't belong in the small town, but my dad wouldn't listen. He dragged me back home in his beat-up truck and dropped a bomb along the way: Chase Matthews was moving in with us. He was the golden boy of my high school, my former best friend, and the last person I wanted sleeping across the hall. His presence was too great a reminder of the ghosts I was trying to forget.I didn't ask for a hero. I don't want to be saved.To me, Lilah Calloway meant late nights sneakin' out, moonlit hair, and sparklers in July. She was my best friend until the day she left and I'd assumed Blackwater had seen the last of her. Then, like a tempest, she rolled back into town for the final half of senior year. The chopped hair and dark devil-may-care attitude warned most people away, but I knew if I fought hard enough, I could find the lost girl.I didn't want to be her hero. Some girls don't need to be saved. Views: 131
When 27-year-old pop sensation Brooklyn Heart steps in front of a microphone, her love songs enchant audiences worldwide. But when it comes to her own love life, the only spell she’s under is a dry one. So when her label slots her for a Grammy performance with the sexy and soulful Jason Monroe, she can’t help but entertain certain fantasies... those in which her G-string gets more play than her guitars'. Only one problem. Jason is a lyrical lone wolf that isn’t happy about sharing the stage—nor his ranch — with the sassy singer. But while it may seem like a song entitled ‘Jason Monroe Is an Arrogant Ho’ basically writes itself, their label and their millions of fans are expecting recording gold… They’re expecting The Duet. A fun & sexy Romantic Comedy. "Hilarious and Heartwearming, RS Grey has officially solidified herself as my go to author when I need to laugh out loud and remind myself why I love reading." -- #1NY Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken Views: 124
Catch up with your favorite Invertary, Benson Security and Sinclair Sisters characters in this compilation of short stories. The story titles are:Betty's BirthdayIt Wisnae MeJena and Matt's Honeymoon in VegasAndrew McInnes' Book ClubThe Breakfast ClubThe Reverend Morrison's Last Christmas in InvertaryBetty Wants GrandkidsAunty Megan Saves the DayThe Day Donna Became Housekeeper at Kintyre MansionMegan and Dimitri on the JobThe Wookiee Wants a Wife (or at the very least, a date!) Isobel And Callum Get MarriedKirsty and Lake BensonRyan's HeartHarry and MagentaA London NightInvertary's Unofficial Council Has a PlanA New Client for Benson SecurityValentine's Day at Glasgow School of ArtJack's Next StepDear AbbySome of these stories have appeared in my newsletters. But some were written just for this book, and you will only find them... Views: 122
If someone had told me a
year ago that I was about to fall in love, go on an epic road trip,
ride a Triceratops, sing on a bar, and lose my virginity, I would have
assumed they were on drugs.Well, that is, until I met Beckham.
Beck was mostly to blame for my recklessness. Gorgeous, clever,
undeniably charming Beck barreled into my life as if it were his mission
to make sure I never took living for granted. He showed me that there
were no boundaries, rules were for the spineless, and a kiss was
supposed to happen when I least expected. Beck was the plot
twist that took me by surprise. Two months before I met him, death was
knocking at my door. I’d all but given up my last scrap of hope when
suddenly, I was given a second chance at life. This time around, I
wasn’t going to let it slip through my fingers. We set out on a road trip with nothing to lose and no guarantees of tomorrow. Our road trip was about young, reckless love. The kind of love that burns bright. The kind of love that no road-map could bring me back from. Views: 109
From the USA TODAY Bestselling author of Scoring Wilder, comes a sexy new standalone novel. I despise Erik Winter. He’s arrogant and cruel—a man I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy—and by some twisted turn of fate, he’s my new Olympic gymnastics coach. I’ve had to contend with gruff coaches in the past, but Erik is far worse. His stern demeanor complements a body built for intimidation, and his reprimands come from a mouth so cunning, I know it could strip me of my defenses—if I let it. Though each of us would love to be rid of the other forever, we are bound to each other by need and necessity. I’m his rising star, his best shot at proving himself to his critics. And without a coach, I have zero chance of winning gold in Rio. The easiest way forward would be to wave a white flag and make peace with the man I’ll be sharing close quarters with for the foreseeable future, but he is intent on war. Fine. By. Me. If he pushes me, I’ll push back harder. If he wants to test me, to play with my head, I’ll show him just how many boundaries I’m willing to cross. Because I know it’s not a choice between winning or warring—not if you can have them both. At the end of it all, I plan on leaving Rio with gold around my neck and his icy heart in the palm of my hand. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.** Views: 90
