Ergebnis für "Heartbreak Hotel 1" in Literatur & Belletristik

A bed-and-breakfast for the brokenhearted might hold the key to another chance at love in this achingly hopeful debut romance. Louisa Walsh emerged from a tumultuous childhood with a degree in counseling, a wealthy boyfriend, and her sunny outlook on life mostly intact. But that optimism is...

Von einem Tag auf den anderen bricht Maries Freund den Kontakt ab. Nach einem Jahr Beziehung, ohne Begründung. Für Marie, die nur schwer Zugang zu anderen Menschen findet, bricht eine Welt zusammen. Tom, der eigentlich Thomas Rahmani heißt (aber das verkauft sich schlechter), ist ein aufstrebender Musiker auf dem Weg zur A-Prominenz. Aber als es bei einem Filmdreh mit Deutschlands Lieblingshund »Bello« zum Skandal kommt, ist auch er plötzlich alleine.

I Heart series book 2. Celebs, sunshine and beautiful boys…enough to lead a girl astray? Angela Clark can’t believe her luck… she’s an English girl living in New York with a dream job at hip magazine The Look and a sexy boyfriend. Her latest assignment takes her to Hollywood to interview...

Handsome, wealthy resort owner Treat Braden is used to getting what he wants. When Max Armstrong walked into his life six months earlier, he saw right through the efficient and capable facade she wore like a shield, to the sweet, sensual woman who lay beneath. She sparked an unfamiliar desire in him for more than a one-night stand, leaving his heart reeling and his blood boiling.

That smoking hot one-night stand with a former rock star? Turns out he’s my son’s new music teacher. The night I met Campbell all I knew was he played my body the same way he strummed a guitar — like he owned it. Now I’ve learned he’s the man coming to my house twice a week to teach my kid — the best music lessons money can buy. Time to turn down the volume on the late-night shenanigans with the sexy single dad. Only that’s easier said than done....

Some couples have chemistry, others have a connection. We have both. We took turns walking away. Somehow, we’ve still ended up here. On stage, together, in front of tens of thousands of people. Him holding a guitar, me a microphone. Singing the song I wrote that launched my career and dubbed me the princess of pop music. The song about him. Maybe we were inevitable from the start. To love. To dream. To end. Our song had one ending. Our story might have another.