1) Below Zero
It will take the frosty terrain of the Arctic to show these rival scientists that their chemistry burns hot.
Mara, Sadie, and Hannah are friends first, scientists always. Though their fields of study might take them to different corners of the world, they can all agree on this universal truth: when...
New York Times bestselling author Carolyn Brown's Texas twang and inimitable sass shine through in this contemporary romance about winning a second chance with a long-lost love.
He left her alone in the sand that night
And has regretted it ever since
But maybe he can mend it
If only she'll let him
Time doesn't heal all wounds... Not when they are deep within the heart like Angela Conrad's. Ten years...
The Kingsmen's top tight end.
My brother's friend and teammate.
My new neighbor.
The grumpy to my sunshine.
But underneath that grumpy exterior, there's so much more.
Chase likes to pretend nothing affects him, but I've seen glimpses of his other side in the time we've spent together.
And the more we get to know each other, the more I'm falling for him.
What I wanted for my birthday: Books.
What I got for my birthday: my brother's best friend playing matchmaker.
Teddy King excels at many things. Playing hockey. <i>Check. </i> Scoring on and off the ice. <i>Check. </i> Being stupidly attractive ... <i>Double check. </i>
I knew him way back when. Before he was the guy everyone wanted a piece of, he was just a rebellious college co-ed and one of my more <i>energetic</i> study partners.
But secrets have a way of getting out, and a steamy encounter...
8) Junk Mail
It all started with a sexy selfie.
Texted to the wrong number.
Not my finest moment—but I have nothing to be ashamed of.
She thought I was no better, and I quote, than the knuckle-dragging douche-bags she was never dating again.
It was a stupid dare from a girl I'd met online, but since she'd given me a fake number, I didn't feel bad that my interests were suddenly focused elsewhere—on
What I expected on Saturday morning: Books.
What I got on Saturday morning: my ex-best friend and first crush in front of me.
Let it be known that I, Holley Stuart, do not give a single rat's behind about pro baseball's star pitcher Sebastian Stone.
I definitely don't care that he's standing in my bookstore.
Nor do I care that he seems to have forgotten about the last time we saw each other—senior
What I thought I'd get on Valentine's Day: a card.
What I got on Valentine's Day: a blind date with my brand new roommate.
Let it be known that I, Saylor Green, am wholeheartedly against blind dating. I think it's superficial, unnecessary, and designed wholly to force people into relationships they aren't ready for.
It's me. I'm people.
So when Dylan Parker takes the seat across from me, I'm ready to dismiss him at one glance.