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That smoking hot one-night stand with a former rock star? Turns out, he's my son's new teacher. Oops. But I didn't know that the night I met Campbell. All I knew was he played my body the same way he played a guitar - like he owned it. My libido is still high-fiving me after being self-served for too many years, and we're both ready for another night or two of fun, especially since we don't just have chemistry in bed - we connect over everything. That is, until I learn he's the man who'll be coming to my house twice a week to teach my son the best music lessons money can buy.

It was only supposed to be one time. But that red-hot one-night stand from the party? The sexy man in the suit who gave me more Os in a few hours than I've had in a year? Turns out my charming British stranger is keeping a little secret. He's as much of a whiz in the kitchen as he is in the bedroom, and soon, we'll be going head-to-head in NYC's biggest bake off. My one-time lover is now my enemy. I vow to loathe him for all eternity, though that would be easier if I wasn't dying to get naked with him again.

I have a big plan for my career and it most certainly doesn’t involve my ex. It definitely doesn’t entail working with him every day on a brand-new project for my jewelry line. And it absolutely doesn’t include falling for the man all over again. But the trouble is, he’s kind, charming, and so damn smart. Not to mention easy on the eyes. And thoughtful, too. Also, he wants to get to know me again. It’s a dizzying, delicious courtship, but I don’t know if my heart can handle this from the man who broke it to pieces once upon a time....

I'm the wrong guy for her. She's sunshine and cherry pie. I'm whiskey and fast cars. I'm also keeping one hell of a secret from the woman I've wanted for years. But when I find a list my sister left behind for Ruby, I've got no choice but to offer the sexy, big-hearted girl next door both a road trip and a chance. A chance to discover how big she can dream.

Some women are impossible to forget no matter how hard you try. Believe me, I've tried. I've done everything I can to get the gorgeous, captivating, sexy-as-sin Julia Bell out of mind since she skipped out after one seductive weekend together. Trouble is, I can’t. Since she’s in my heart. And when I run into her at her sister’s wedding, she falls into my arms again, and my bed. Finally, she tells me everything, and it’s my turn - my turn to help her find her way out of the trouble that’s been chasing her.

My sexy-as-sin husband and I are living our best life together in Manhattan. Clay and I dote on our little girl, enjoy thriving careers, and indulge in the best nights together ever. But when competition rears its head in my bar business, I have to pull out all the stops to show I’m not a one-hit wonder in my field. Turns out, though, that this drink contest inspires my husband and me in other ways - ways that might lead to even more wildly seductive nights.

The rules of the game were simple. One weekend. We play our roles. Actually, we play lots of roles. I get the info I need for a secret work project. We go back to how we were. That’s what I proposed to handsome, clever, commanding Jake. That’s what he said yes to - this decadent gift of a weekend that would get me out of trouble. But that’s not what happened when our nights together in Vegas ended....

Happy endings don't come easily. They're hard-won, and I’m going to have to keep earning mine.... I thought my future with the fiery Julia Bell was clear sailing. But life doesn't work that way, and trouble looms in every corner. Trouble from clients, trouble with timing, and, most of all, trouble from her past returns on our trip to Vegas. A dangerous man who knows much more about my woman than he should surfaces in Sin City where we’re enjoying a dirty, delicious weekend getaway. But I’ll do everything to protect her, no matter the cost...as long as I’m not too late.

Look, I’m all for romance novels, but life doesn’t always work out like it does in a book. Friends don’t usually turn into lovers, fake dates don’t often become more, and billionaires rarely have carved abs. I’m not a negative Nelly; I’m just a realist. As a friend and a coworker to Gavin Sexy Pants Clements, I fit firmly in the “undateable" category.

The first rule of directing is simple: Never fall for your leading lady. The second? Don’t let it get to you when she stage-kisses another man. Looks like I’ve already broken both. Now my jealous, possessive heart wants all of her - the ingenue who’s the star of my next show. I’m captivated by her raw talent, her addictive charm, and her desperate need for me. Soon we’re staying late in the empty theater, our private rehearsals spiraling into forbidden territory. Exactly where I can’t go.

Til mit forsvar skal det siges, at jeg blev ladt alene med en flaske whisky og en livslang trang til at beskytte min lillesøster. Resultat: en fuldemandsbesked om, at hendes spontane bryllup er en dårlig idé.Hvis bare jeg havde nøjedes med at sende den til min søster. Men nej. Jeg sendte den til både hende, gommen og hans superlækre forlover, så nu har jeg mest af alt lyst til at grave mig ned.Men jeg har et bryllup at planlægge, endda med selvsamme forlover. Og som om det ikke var nok, skal vi dele et lille gæstehusher i varme, fugtige Miami.

Vor acht Jahren hatte ich mit der immer fröhlichen und großherzigen Juliet eine heimliche Sommeraffäre. Danach trennten sich unsere Wege. Inzwischen spiele ich in unserem gemeinsamen Dating-Podcast ihren mürrischen Gegenpart. Als ein reicher Fan uns zum Dank ein charmantes Strandhäuschen in meiner Heimatstadt schenkt, fahren wir hin, um es zu renovieren. Und finden im ganzen Haus nur ein Bett vor. Unter einer verspiegelten Decke.

Why choose, when you don’t have to? – Die spicy Fake-Dating- und Sports-Romance von Bestsellerautorin Lauren Blakely. Als Trina von ihrem Freund betrogen wird, nimmt sie bei ihrem Auszug aus der gemeinsamen Wohnung nicht nur ihren über alles geliebten Hund Nacho mit, sondern klaut kurzerhand auch Jaspers VIP-Tickets für ein Meet & Greet mit den zwei heißesten Eishockeyspielern, die ihr jemals begegnet sind. Die Chemie zwischen Trina, Ryker und Chase stimmt sofort.

Da min veninde spurgte, om jeg ville afprøve sexscenerne i den romance, hun skal udgive, kunne det ikke være mere perfekt. Jeg mangler indhold til min blog, hvor jeg markedsfører min lingeriebutik, og derudover er jeg bare nysgerrig: Hører alle de romantiske scener og avancerede sexstillinger kun til i fiktionens verden? Men jeg mangler en (fri)villig scenepartner, og her kommer Tristan ind i billedet. Min sjove, lækre og bedste ven Tristan. Tilfældigvis er det også ham, der gav mig mit livs dejligste kys for ti år siden. Men det taler vi ikke om.

Min veninde Peyton har virkelig fortjent at møde en sød fyr. Og gerne en, der er klog, sjov, ambitiøs, belæst (nej, avisens sportssektion tæller ikke) og god til badminton. Så ja, jeg gjorde, hvad enhver god veninde ville gøre: Jeg oprettede en datingprofil på hendes vegne. På den måde kunne jeg luge ud i de værste fyre og kun præsentere de bedste af de bedste for Peyton. Det var en genial plan – lige indtil en af fyrene viste sig at være min drømmefyr.

Laissez-moi vous lister les raisons pour lesquelles tomber dans les filets d’un amour défendu est une très mauvaise idée...Elle travaille avec moi tous les jours.?Ai-je mentionné qu’elle est magnifique, douce, gentille et intelligente. Elle travaille chez moi. Elle joue avec ma fille de cinq ans, donne des cours à mon enfant, cuisine pour ma princesse. Ce qui veut dire que...C’est la nounou. Elle m’est donc totalement inaccessible...Mais ça ne m’empêche pas de la désirer. Entièrement.

Lola er mere end bare min eks-flirt, hun er også min eks-ven. Det gik ikke stille for sig, dengang vi smækkede med dørene og sagde ord, vi ikke kunne tage tilbage. Der er heller ikke ligefrem udsigt til forsoning fra hverken hendes eller min side. Men nu har vores søskende brug for hjælp, så vi må sætte fjendskabet til side – sådan da – og gøre, hvad vi kan for at hjælpe. Måske er det også på tide at se fortiden i øjnene …