Showing results by publisher "Audible Studios" in Women's Fiction

I just ran into the girl who got away. Holding a hate letter addressed to me. And now we're stranded in an elevator. Last time we kissed, it was final. I wasn't supposed to see her again. Not in this city. On this elevator. The moment it craps out, stranding us overnight with animal cravings and fencing lies. Last time we kissed, how could we know our next might truly, madly, beautifully restore us?

I go from town to town, never staying in one place for long. I’m always chasing the next deal, the next adrenaline rush and thriving in the great outdoors. Until one fateful trip, one chance encounter. When I meet her...my beautiful Rose. It was only supposed to be one night. No strings attached. Our chemistry was off the charts and we didn’t fight it. Now I'm back in her town. I've got it all figured out. But as soon as I see her, I come to a screeching halt. What's with the anger in her eyes? And whose baby is she carrying?

Yara Phillips is a wandering muse. She dates men who need her, but always moves on to something new, never staying in one place for very long. David Lisey is in need of a muse. A talented musician lacking lyrical inspiration. When he first sees her, he knows he's found what he's been seeking. Yara believes she can give David exactly what he needs to reach his full potential: a broken heart.

Azalea Barnes has hated Drake Collins since the day he broke her teenage heart. Fast forward almost seven years later, and her libido still hasn't gotten the memo. Now they're frenemies...with benefits. Which suits Azalea just fine. She gets what her body craves while keeping her heart safe. Kind of. Mostly.

Mia Reynolds isn't interested in relationships. She refuses to follow the same troubled path her codependent mother traveled. Now that she has graduated from college and found a real job, paying her loads of money, the world is hers for the plucking. She doesn't need a man at her side, keeping her from having fun. Especially Regi, whose brandy-brown eyes and gravelly voice have haunted her since high school. Together they're gunpowder and fire, explosive but dangerous. She's only willing to give him her body, but never her heart.

Don't be fooled by the uniform. There's badge around my neck, but I'm just a dirty cop with a revenge fantasy. Jasmine was a beauty in the photo, the girl who belongs to a man I hate. The plan was simple: Find her, get laid, come home. Then she became more than a fantasy. Hell, she's the girl of my dreams. I don't want to take her back, I want her home with me. Except Jasmine won't leave, and I won't leave her. It would be perfect, if it weren't for Richard. Her ex. The FBI agent. We were destined to hate each other, and now he knows I stole his girl.

A summer job. That's all it was supposed to be. It never crossed my mind that I was about to collide with a man who would obliterate every plan I ever made. My mother has always warned me that love is like a lightning bolt and it strikes without warning. But I had no intention of getting struck by either lightning or love anytime soon. I'd be too busy finishing my journalism degree and landing a job in a city far more sophisticated than Phoenix. There was certainly nothing in the cards about getting involved with an ex-ballplayer turned nightclub boss.

Declan DeGraff is old money, turned no money, turned new money. He's fresh off the deal of the decade; he's just sold his tech firm for over two billion dollars and he should be on top of the world. But he's still missing what he lost, long ago. And every time success comes his way, he's reminded of how he would trade it all to have her back again.

Samantha Sweeney has always been the glue that holds her family together, their go-to girl for love and support. When an ATV accident leaves her teenage son in a wheelchair, she loses her carefully constructed self-control. In the after-gloom of her dreaded 50th birthday and the discovery of her husband's infidelity, Jackie realizes she must reconnect with her former self to find the happiness she needs to move forward.

Haley knew that carrying her twin sister's baby would be a sacrifice. She just didn't know how great. Pregnant, overworked, and driven to the end of her rope by the neediness of the sister and widowed mother who depend on her, a high-powered young attorney seeks refuge with a week's vacation on the Alaskan coast.

As undisputed alpha, Rafael must choose a life mate to preserve the dominance of his lycan pack. He never suspected his mate would be a human, the same wounded girl-woman he seduced from the brink of death.

I’m lying here in a bed, my head full of regret, with only a little bird flitting through a tree to comfort me. Friends want to visit, but I refuse them. So my carer, Sheila, has given me a task to keep me occupied. An A to Z list. Think of a part of my body for each letter. Tell a little tale about it. When I reach H for heart, what will I say? How we loved to string crocheted hearts in trees? How our hearts steadily unravelled? So I begin with A. Adam’s apple. Will you be there to catch me when I fall?

Ford Maddox was running from his past when he came back to Blueberry Cove, Maine, where he'd tasted both heartache and comfort. With feisty Delia O'Reilly there to cheer him on, he couldn't have picked a better place to start over--even if he's determined to do it alone in his island tree house, working to save endangered seabirds...and himself. But when he finds Delia fighting to hold on to her local diner, and all that's best about their little seaside town, Ford has to lend a hand.

Bold, brash, Irish--Brodie Monaghan's been breaking hearts ever since he arrived in Maine to rebuild the family business. Still, there's one woman he just can't wow. Grace Maddox claims she's now part owner of Monaghan Shipbuilders, and she has her own dreams for the weathered dockside buildings. Tiny Blueberry Cove has a way of welcoming strangers with wide open arms, but is the sleepy coastal village ready for the fireworks these two spark? DIY is so much better with two. . .

In the quiet village of Meadcombe, three women are making wishes they don't for a moment believe will come true. By the next morning, Constance Law is dead, Melanie is missing and, in her manicured fingers, Sonia holds a cheque for a quarter of a million pounds. Coincidence of course. And so are the terrifying and macabre events that follow...or are they?

Emma Wade has worked hard to create a stable life surrounded by people she loves. But when her dark past catches up with her, Emma fears she might not live long enough to testify against the man who hurt her all those years ago. Her only choice is to run. And if there is one thing Emma learned as a homeless teen, it was knowing when to sleep alone and knowing when to partner up.

Megan Riley has always lived her life right - right boyfriend, right college, right career…right up until she discovers that her boyfriend is engaged to another woman and “debriefing” her boss was an expected part of her job description.

Laura Meredith never imagined herself appearing on TV - she’s too old, too flabby, too downright hormonal, and much too busy holding things together for her son, Stanley, after her husband left her for a younger, thinner replacement. But best friend Charlotte is a determined woman and when Laura is persuaded on to a daytime show to talk about her PMT, everything changes. Suddenly there’s a camera crew tracking her every move and Laura finds herself an unlikely star. But as things heat up between her and gorgeous TV director, Cal, they’re going downhill elsewhere.

Everything's bigger in Texas - including romance, magic, and danger! Katie Chandler has fled fast-paced Manhattan and returned home to a simpler life, working at her family's feed-and-seed store in Cobb, Texas. In a painfully selfless gesture, Katie had left the sexy wizard Owen Palmer to battle his demons in the magical realm–after all, Katie just seemed to attract evil, which only made Owen's job a lot harder.

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