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Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles are currently translated in twenty-six languages and have appeared on bestseller lists in the US, Germany, Brazil, Bulgaria and Hungary. Three of her short stories have been turned into films by Passionflix, and two of her books are currently optioned for movies. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
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Finding a good roommate through a classified ad isn’t as easy as it sounds.
I was starting to lose hope.
Until a knock at my door came and God answered my prayers.
Except…uh…wrong prayer, God.
I’d definitely requested the big guy find me a drop-dead gorgeous man on more than one occasion...just not as my roommate.
Declan Tate talked me into interviewing him anyway.
While he was amusing and charismatic, I wouldn’t have been comfortable living with a man, so I regretfully declined.
Then cupcakes showed up at my door—freshly baked by Declan and just as sinfully delicious as he was.
You could say he was persistent.
I eventually folded. It wasn’t like I had another viable candidate anyway.
Plus, I was interested in someone else. And Declan was into another woman. So it wasn’t like anything would happen romantically.
After he moved in, the two of us became the best of friends. We even started to give each other advice on getting our crushes to notice us.
Eventually, Declan concocted an idea: we should pretend to be a couple to make our love interests jealous.
I was hesitant, but went along with it anyway. To my utter shock, his crazy plan worked.
Now I was dating the supposed man of my dreams, and my best friend had the woman of his.
But there was one problem.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Declan.
Those feelings we were trying to fake?
Yeah…I wasn’t pretending anymore.
Un homme et une femme que tout oppose.
Une rencontre imprévue.
Le début de la relation de Soraya et Graham est un peu chaotique : il ne lui a pas fait très bonne impression. Elle le trouve désagréable et arrogant, un homme d'affaires typique, tout ce qu'elle n'aime pas. Et quand elle va lui rapporter son téléphone qu'il a perdu dans le train, après avoir
soigneusement exploré ses données personnelles, elle va constater qu'elle ne s'est pas trompée.
Ou peut-être que si.
Peut-être que Graham est plus que ce qu'elle a découvert ce matin-là. Ou alors peut-être que leurs différences les rapprochent.
Mais ni l'un ni l'autre ne veut que leur relation commencée de si étrange façon s'arrête.
Il n’y a qu’un problème : Cooper. C’est un joueur de poker sexy rencontré loin des caméras, et qui est tombé sous le charme de Kate. Le coup de foudre a été réciproque, mais la jeune femme sait qu’elle n’a pas le droit de céder. Question de volonté. Piqué au vif, Cooper décide de passer à l’offensive : il fera tout pour avoir ce qu’il veut. Et ce qu’il veut, c’est Kate…
Il a juré de la conquérir. Elle a interdiction de céder...
L’attraction est irrésistible et réciproque. Mais la jeune femme freine des quatre fers, refusant de trahir son petit ami. Pourtant, lorsque Flynn est engagé pour la première partie des concerts de Dylan, elle a bien du mal à l’éviter pendant la tournée…
Aimer deux hommes, c’est possible. Jusqu’à un certain point...
The feud between Weston Lockwood and me started at the altar.
Only neither of us attended the wedding, and the nuptials happened decades before either of us was born.
Our grandfathers had been best friends and business partners, at least up until my grandfather’s wedding day—when his bride-to-be blurted out she couldn’t marry him because she was also in love with Weston's grandfather.
The two men spent years fighting over Grace Copeland, who also happened to be their third business partner. But in the end, neither man could steal half of her heart away from the other.
Eventually, they all went their separate ways. Our grandfathers married other women, and the two men became one of the biggest business rivals in history.
Our fathers continued the family tradition of feuding. And then Weston and I did, too.
For the most part, we kept as much distance as possible.
Until the day the woman who started the feud died—and unexpectedly left one of the most valuable hotels in the world to our grandfathers to share.
Now I’m stuck in a hotel with the man I was born to hate, trying to unravel the mess our families inherited.
As usual, it didn’t take long for us to be at each other’s throats.
Weston Lockwood was everything I hated: tall, smart, cocky, and too gorgeous for his own good. We were fire and ice.
But that shouldn’t be an issue. Our families were used to being at war. There was just one minor problem, though. Every time Weston and I fought, we somehow wound up in bed.
A new, sexy standalone novel from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland.
Terminated for inappropriate behavior.
I couldn't believe the letter in my hands.
Nine years. Nine damn years I'd worked my butt off for one of the largest companies in America, and I was fired with a form letter when I returned home from a week in Aruba.
All because of a video taken when I was on vacation with my friends--a private video made on my private time. Or so I thought...
Pissed off, I cracked open a bottle of wine and wrote my own letter to the gazillionaire CEO telling him what I thought of his company and its practices.
I didn't think he'd actually respond.
I certainly never thought I'd suddenly become pen pals with the rich jerk.
Eventually, he realized I'd been wronged and made sure I got my job back.
Only...it wasn't the only thing Grant Lexington wanted to do for me.
But there was no way I was getting involved with my boss's boss's boss. Even if he was ridiculously gorgeous, confident, and charming.
It would be completely wrong, inappropriate even.
Sort of like the video that got me into trouble to begin with.
Two wrongs don't make a right.
But sometimes it's twice as fun.
Fille du « Saint », un combattant de légende, la jeune femme connaît par cœur le milieu du street-fighting, la violence et la possessivité extrême des combattants. Il y a quelques années, elle est tombée amoureuse d’un boxeur et s’en est mordue les doigts.
Cette fois, plus question donc de mélanger boulot et sentiments ! Mais c’est sans compter sur l’incroyable persévérance du jeune homme qui a pour habitude d’obtenir tout ce qu’il veut. D’autant que, en privé, le séduisant Jackson est nettement moins poli qu’en public…
Pour la posséder, il est prêt à tous les combats.
The first time I met Chase Parker, I didn't exactly make a good impression.
I was hiding in the bathroom hallway of a restaurant, leaving a message for my best friend to save me from my awful date.
He overheard and told me I was a bitch, then proceeded to offer me some dating advice.
So I told him to mind his own damn business―his own tall, gorgeous, full-of-himself damn business―and went back to my miserable date.
When he walked by my table, he smirked, and I watched his arrogant, sexy ass walk back to his date.
I couldn't help but sneak hidden glances at the condescending jerk on the other side of the room. Of course, he caught me on more than one occasion, and winked.
When the gorgeous stranger and his equally hot date suddenly appeared at our table, I thought he was going to rat me out.
But instead, he pretended we knew each other and joined us―telling elaborate, embarrassing stories about our fake childhood.
My date suddenly went from boring to bizarrely exciting.
When it was over and we parted ways, I thought about him more than I would ever admit, even though I knew I'd never see him again.
I mean, what were the chances I'd run into him again in a city with eight million people?Then again...
What were the chances a month later he'd wind up being my new sexy boss?
C'EST SUR LA ROUTE DU CIEL QUE LES ÂMES SOEURS SE RENCONTRENT...
Tout les oppose, et pourtant ils vont rejoindre le club du " mile high " ensemble.
Fille d'une famille aisée, Kendall se retrouve à l'aéroport en quête d'une destination mystérieuse pour prendre la décision la plus importante de sa vie : faire un enfant pour toucher son héritage, ou tout laisser tomber ?
Pour cela, elle a un plan. Subir une insémination artificielle et être la mère porteuse d'un couple d'homosexuels. Carter, pilote d'avion passionné par son métier, sillonne le monde afin d'oublier un passé douloureux, le suicide d'une femme qu'il a aimée et la solitude.
Ainsi, l'un tente d'oublier son passé, tandis que l'autre essaye de se libérer de son avenir.
Évidemment, c'est à l'aéroport que nos deux jeunes gens vont se rencontrer et se rejoindre sur un vol pour le Brésil, dans l'avion de Carter. Avion qui les mènera à Dubai, puis aux Pays-Bas, pour finir en Floride, dans la maison de Carter. D'aventures en aventure, leur relation va se construire. Kendall peine à prendre une décision face à ses sentiments pour Carter. Une rencontre décisive mettra un terme douloureux à leur relation. Mais c'est bien loin d'être la fin...
Kendall et Carter mettront-ils leurs histoires personnelles de côté pour se rejoindre et vivre leur amour ?
Eggnog. Check. Roaring fire. Check. Hot romance book. Check!
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.
As luck would have it, Kennedy turns out to be outrageously handsome…though still a jerk. Yet somehow he’s able to charm her out on the dance floor—and convince her to participate in his crazy scheme: he’ll go home with Riley for a Christmas party and pretend to be her boyfriend, if Riley agrees to be his date to a wedding. It sounds easy enough. Little by little, however, the act they’re putting on starts to feel like so much more than a Christmas pact—and Riley’s about to learn there’s more to Kennedy than she ever imagined.
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Dalle autrici di Bastardo fino in fondo
Era una mattina qualunque, il treno era affollato e tutto sembrava noiosamente normale. A un certo punto sono stata come ipnotizzata dal ragazzo seduto vicino al corridoio. Urlava contro qualcuno al telefono come se avesse il diritto di governare il mondo. Ma chi credeva di essere con quel suo completo costoso? In effetti, gli conferiva un’aria da leader, ma non è questo il punto. Non appena il treno si è fermato, è saltato giù così in fretta da dimenticarsi il telefono, e io… potrei averlo raccolto. Potrei anche aver spiato tutte le sue foto e chiamato alcuni dei suoi numeri. Okay, potrei persino aver tenuto il telefono dell’uomo misterioso fino a che non ho trovato il coraggio di restituirlo. Così ho raggiunto il suo ufficio da snob… e lui si è rifiutato di vedermi. Ho consegnato il cellulare alla reception dell’ufficio di quel bastardo arrogante. Ma potrei, diciamo per ipotesi, avergli lasciato qualche foto sul telefono. Foto non esattamente angeliche.
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«La storia bilancia perfettamente passione e romanticismo, con un pizzico di comicità. L’ironia dei personaggi è oro puro!»
Con più di un milione di libri venduti, si è affermata come una delle autrici di maggiore successo della sua generazione e i suoi romanzi sono tradotti in dodici lingue. Vive a New York con il marito e i suoi tre figli.
È un’autrice bestseller del «New York Times», di «USA Today» e del «Wall Street Journal». È cresciuta a Boston e ha lavorato come giornalista prima di diventare una scrittrice. Vive nel Rhode Island con il marito e due figli. La Newton Compton ha pubblicato il suo romanzo Odioamore.