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Izzy Stanton gets stranded in a snowstorm on the way home from college. Distant lights bring her stumbling onto a rugged older man's doorstep, where she begs for a place to stay. But Emmett has been hurt by women in his past, and he doesn't want an intrusion to his quiet escape from the world.

«El Don Quijote que ahora alumbra Alexis Díaz-Pimienta es un canto de amor tan fiel al Don Quijote de hace cinco siglos que nos hace sentir no como traición, sino como sutil y gentil contrapunto que ha estado todo ese tiempo madurando, macerando, esperando su momento, el espacio en blanco que...

They all insist they don't know me. But they watch me. Every day. Their silence continues until a handsome, tattooed stranger dressed in a suit saunters into the arena and starts sweet-talking me. Then they jump off the ice, ready to fight him to the death. And for some reason…he seems ready to return the favor. Now, I'm being swept into a life of glamorous darkness…and into a war between men I evidently used to love.

While in college in upstate New York, Shay Evans and her best friends met a captivating man who seduced them with a web of lies about the way the world works, bringing them under his thrall. By senior year, Shay and her friend Laurel were the only ones who managed to escape. Now, eight years later, Shay’s built a new life in a tony Texas suburb. But when she hears the horrifying news of Laurel’s death―delivered, of all ways, by her favorite true-crime podcast crusader―she begins to suspect that the past she thought she buried is still very much alive.

At this point, I'm starting to lose track of how many people are trying to ruin my life. My parents. My ex and his mistress. Pasha's enemies (and believe me, there are a lot of those). But Pasha abandoning me in the hardest moment I've ever faced is the cherry on top. He swore he'd be here... but he's not. Until, suddenly, he is. The problem is, that might be worse. Because the man I loved has turned into something else. A monster. A stranger. And our happily ever after has never looked farther away

In our complex world, facilitation and mediation skills are as important for individuals as they are for organizations. How do we practice them in ways that align with nature, with pleasure, with our best imagining of our future? How do we attend to generating the ease necessary to help us move through the inevitable struggles of life? How do we practice the art of holding others without losing ourselves?

My twin and I knew we were going home to strangers who would be living in our house. I tried to prepare myself, telling myself to be kind and polite. But what I wasn't prepared for was… her. Bellamy Clark. With her long, fiery red hair and the freckles that I couldn't stop staring at, her curious green eyes felt like they were peering straight into my soul. The first time I saw her, I had to remind myself to breathe. Within hours of being under the same roof, I found myself wanting to run, though not for reasons I was willing to admit.

Natalie Bennett has a plan: survive her big sister's Christmas Eve wedding, avoid her estranged father, and absolutely do not fall apart in front of the ex she walked away from...even if he does look annoyingly good in red velvet.

Bash Everette's reputation precedes him as a reckless, irresponsible, eternal bachelor who never takes anything seriously. Only he's been living in his personal form of hell. One where the days meld together into a sea of everlasting boredom. That's until he catches Anastasia Volkov, disguised as her brother, attempting to steal from the Order of Saints. Shattering every preconceived notion he has of the perfect society princess. She's like a live wire, shocking his heart back to life, stealing every ounce of his attention.

He's stalking me. Someone has been in my home, left messages on my wall. I've had dreams that a stranger in a mask touches me while I'm sleeping, forcing my body to bend to his wicked ways. But I want more. Crave more. He has the key to release me from my prison. Can I trust him, or will he be the end of me instead?

Auf der idyllischen Ostseeinsel Poel schlägt ein brutaler Mörder zu. Er nennt sich selbst »der Bastard«, schneidet seinen Opfern die Kehle durch und sucht sogar Kontakt zur Presse – doch die Polizei tappt im Dunkeln. Als Profiler Vito Falk vom LKA Rostock hinzugezogen wird, stößt er schnell auf ein Netz aus Lügen, alten Feindschaften und einem grausamen, gut gehüteten Geheimnis.

¿Te sientes abrumado por la IA y el procesamiento del lenguaje natural? ¿Quieres aprovechar ChatGPT pero no sabes por dónde empezar? No estás solo. Muchos principiantes se sienten alienados por la jerga y las tecnicidades. ¿Qué tal si dominar ChatGPT pudiera ser simple y gratificante, alcanzable en solo 7 días? ¡A solo 7 días de desbloquear el enorme potencial de ChatGPT e integrarlo en tu vida diaria! La IA, el NLP y ChatGPT accesibles para cualquiera dispuesto a aprender. ¡Comienza tu viaje hacia el dominio de ChatGPT hoy mismo!

Ruthless, arrogant, and cold-hearted are some of the words I would use to describe my a**hole of a boss, Damon Everette. That doesn't stop the goosebumps from rising along my neck every time he says my name or the way my pulse races when his stormy gray eyes pierce mine. So, when he coerces me into a fake marriage to uphold his family's tradition, I can't resist pushing his buttons. He's a walking red flag, and I should run the second this arrangement ends. But the very thought of losing him is suffocating—a dangerous addiction that I can't seem to break.

Ivory’s life changes irrevocably when she discovers the body of Cabrina Brite on the sands of Cape Morning, along with a mysterious poem. How did she die, and why does it seem she was trying to swim to Ghost Cat Island, the center of so many local mysteries? Desperate to uncover the answers surrounding Cabrina’s death, and haunted by her discovery, Ivory begins to see the pale ghost of Cabrina, only to shake it off as a mere hallucination. But Ivory is not alone.

Alexis Valdés narra con profunda ternura sobre el niño que fue y logra reflejar no solo los años más duros de su vida, sino transportar al lector a la Cuba de su infancia y adolescencia, con sus problemas, sus carencias, su dolor, pero también con una alegría de vivir y la esperanza de que algún día todo será mejor.

I thought I was attending a wedding. But what I didn’t realise was that it was mine. Lorenzo Ricci is cold, commanding and the last man I’d ever choose. I’m told I’m his now, bound by a vow I never agreed to. But he’ll learn quickly enough that I don’t break, and I certainly don’t bow. Not even for him.

I hate Christmas. Years and years of disappointment have taught me that Christmas is the worst. I don't like the music, the food, the decorations…anything. And Lincoln Daniels, my tattooed hockey god of a husband, thinks he's going to change that… I tell him it's not going to happen.

Le mensonge, sujet tabou. Pourtant, tout le monde ment. Contrairement à ce que l'on pourrait croire, pas besoin d'être un expert pour remarquer quand quelqu'un nous cache la vérité. Spécialiste du bluff depuis vingt-cinq ans, Alexis Laipsker propose ses méthodes pour ne plus se laisser berner. Pourquoi ment-on ? Quels sont les différents types de mensonges ? Comment confronter un menteur ?

My name makes their hearts beat with desire and their skin tickle with sweet fear. They call me The Puppetmaster. And when I’m on the hunt, they come running - willing to serve at my feet, because no one makes my puppets dance like I do. But my heart almost stops when I see her name on the list. Alena Prey, you wreak havoc with a plan I’ve had for years, but it won’t stop me from reaching my goal - a goal that you’re destined to be a part of. But this is not how it was supposed to happen. Not now. Not like this. And yet, it will....

Fkboi rule #1: No sleepovers. It’s a solid rule I’ve been living by for years. Until the new roommate moves in. Not only is she breaking my biggest and most important rule, but my patience as well. Girl has a sharp tongue I’d love to put to other uses, watchful green eyes I like having on me more than I should, and worst of all, she’s constantly bringing dates around here. Excuse me, but uh, that’s what I do. At least that’s what I did before Paige showed up, occupying my apartment, my thoughts, and after a particularly bad nightmare, my bed.