Resultados para "Stoner" en Narrativa femenina

Un matrimonio de conveniencia obliga a un duque poderoso a elegir entre su soberbia atroz y un amor que derrite su helado corazón. La reputación lo es todo en la alta sociedad. Y nadie sigue las reglas tan a rajatabla como Constantine Buccleigh, el duque de Pryde. Pero cuando un extorsionador amenaza con exponer su funesto secreto —y con quitarle todo lo que tiene—, Pryde se ve obligado a casarse con la señorita Modesty Fairchild, una mujer muy por debajo de su posición social. Modesty, una arqueóloga prometedora, prefiere cavar en la tierra a ser la anfitriona de un baile.

Nada podría cambiarlo para bien. Excepto, quizás, ella. Seductor como un pecado mortal, Lucien Wrenn, el duque de Luhst, puede tentar a cualquier mujer para que acuda a su cama. Pero la hermana pequeña de su mejor amigo, la marisabidilla y científica lady Chastity Perrin, es el fruto prohibido. Y Lucien se ha pasado la vida entera anhelando probarla. Chastity siempre ha amado a Lucien, pero el niño atento que siempre quiso creció para convertirse en un canalla descuidado.

State of my professional life: Brilliant, if counted in terms of sales of eight Poppy Cantwell children's books starring my often-confused blue hippo, Hazel; the very substantial proceeds from selling my Kiwi Adventures New Zealand glamping business; and any number of glossy magazine articles about my charmed existence. Of course, I couldn't seem to write or draw anymore, but that would pass. Surely.

Once upon a time, there lived a witch. A powerful, brilliant, dope-as-heck one whose magicks inspired fear and envy. Like all classic fairy tales, her story had the usual goodies. Destiny. Missing souls. Unfathomable evil. The precarious fate of the entire universe. Blah, blah, blah. But let's get back to that witch with the awesome hair…

I always get what I want. Until now. The club has been infiltrated. There’s a cop who knows too much. And it’s my job as president to clean up this sh-t. I can’t afford any distractions. But when Hayley slams into my bike, she’s all I think about. Her thick curves make me want to take her for a ride. She quickly becomes the stress relief that I need. However, the closer we get, the more questions about the club she has.

Jane’s days at a Midwest insurance company are perfectly ordinary. She blends in well, unremarkably pretty in her floral-print dresses and extra efficient at her low-level job. She’s just the kind of woman middle manager Steven Hepsworth likes - meek, insecure, and willing to defer to a man. No one has any idea who Jane really is. Least of all Steven. But plain Jane is hiding something. And Steven’s bringing out the worst in her.

The most humiliating moment of my life begins with an early morning message from my ex’s notoriously heartless best friend. I waste no time removing my accidental tag before the sharp-tongued novelist in me fires off a response to the man who harbored extreme and inexplicable hatred of me during the three years I dated his best friend in college. But I didn’t expect him to respond. And nothing could have prepared me for what he would say…or for all the ways this gorgeous villain with cruel icy blues would become the biggest plot twist my life had ever known.

Deep in the Adirondack Mountains lies a speck of a town called Rangeley. There isn't much to this tiny town, but it is at the crossroads of serene fishing streams off the Mink River, pristine hunting grounds in the surrounding mountains, and vast estates of the extremely rich. It is also the gateway to the Mohawk Club, which houses the Lost Boys, an exclusive group of wealthy and powerful men with global influence and a taste for depravity.

Meet Celia Stone, the ultimate hyper-organised, journal-obsessed thirty-something with a life that is perfectly planned out and running like clockwork. From her promising writing career to her devoted partner and rigorous fitness routine, Celia has it all–and she's right on track with her early retirement plan. But when her husband suggests it's time to start a family, Celia begins to question whether a new addition might just throw off-course everything she's worked so hard to achieve.

Eat, Pray, Love meets Bridget Jones when a chaotic mum-of-three decides there's more to life than Celebrity Sandcastles and embarks on a journey of self-discovery, leading to an unexpected reunion with old flame, Monsieur Hôtel, and his chiselled jaw. But will cherishing her chakras, clearing the clutter, and communing with angels be enough to heal the scars of her past? What happens when she doesn’t just see the light, but becomes it? And why is her bra full of stones?

For more than thirty years, Elizabeth Stone has been an irreplaceable fixture in homes around the world, a food and lifestyle icon with a brand as warm and inviting as New England brown bread. Until, after her sudden passing, she leaves her legacy and her multimillion-dollar empire to her daughter, Juliet, who is expected to step seamlessly into her shoes.

Twenty-two-year-old Stephanie Hall has heard the rumors about the White Boar Inn's playboy owner, but never met the man in person. So when circumstances force Perry-Stephanie's brother and the inn's manager-to put her in charge of greeting Brock on his arrival, she's more than a little curious about the man whose very name sends the female staff atwitter.

When I am 8 ½ stone, I will be able to shop in Topshop. I will be able to go swimming and not displace all the water and create a tsunami. I will fit in changing rooms without banging my elbows or exposing the moon of my arse through the curtain when I bend over. I will be able to fit behind the narrow benches at Ronnie Scott’s to listen to jazz instead of being offered a chair at the end of the row. I will be promoted and not have my desk moved inside the stationery cupboard for being off-brand.

Anne is a professor of cognitive science, teaching at a venerable British university in the 1980s. In the spring, her course on the philosophy and history of psychology finds strange and often hilarious echoes in her own life. She is obsessed with solving two mysteries. One is profound and has exercised many philosophers since Descartes: How can she tell when she is dreaming? The second is scandalous: Who could have left the lurid descriptions of an extramarital affair on her laptop?

After a winter spent writing her latest novel, Annie looks forward to a summer with friends who have become like the family she never had. But then her landlord announces that his grandson will be moving into her cozy Chappaquiddick cottage - and she'll be moving out. Year-round island housing is tough to find. Shaken by the thought of being forced to leave the people and the community she's grown to love, Annie seeks distraction in the July 4th celebrations - and stumbles upon a young woman who's unconscious on her front lawn...and barely alive....

Finally settled into her adopted island home, Annie is looking forward to writing her next mystery, making soap for her new business, and starting renovations on the Inn she plans to open by the summer. She's also enjoying spending more time with local police sergeant John Lyons, the man she's only just gotten comfortable calling her boyfriend. She's even starting to relish her relationship with John's teenaged daughter, Lucy. Then Annie and the teen stumble upon skeletal remains on the Inn's property, a finding that calls a halt to all construction while the police investigate.

When Julie Paver’s husband Matt moves his business to Atlanta, she is forced to leave behind her thriving jewelry boutique, Stones. The move threatens their 25-year marriage, because now if Matt isn’t out of town negotiating a merger, he’s spending late hours on overseas phone calls with his sexy-sounding second-in-command.

Thirty-two-year-old Jess Abbot has lost everything: her job, her apartment, and - most heart-wrenching - her eight-year-old son, Chance, to a tragic accident. Haunted by memories and grief, Jess packs what’s left and heads for the small mountain town of Pine Lake, where she takes a position as caregiver to an eccentric old woman. A rumored clairvoyant, Lucy is strange but welcoming and immediately intuits Jess as a “loose end” in need of closure. But Jess isn’t the only guest in Lucy’s large Victorian home.

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?

Aaron Blake has no intention of falling for anyone. He’s pretty sure he missed out on the love gene. And certainly never, ever Alice Montgomery. She’s his only friend-who-is-a-girl, and he has no intention of messing that up. But when Alice agrees to be Aaron's fake girlfriend to help him land a job at a top legal firm, Aaron soon finds out that friendship plus attraction is an equation he's never done the math on. And when secrets from the past surface with dramatic consequences, both Alice and Aaron will have to re-do the sums on this crazy little thing called love.