Ergebnis für "Snowball" in Liebesromane

For the first time, Regan Gallagher is facing the world without her best friend by her side—no, Sutton isn't dead but she is in Rome, following her dreams. And Regan really is thrilled for her. Left to her own devices, she's doing . . . fine. Oh, except for the fact that her new roommate, Emma Bordeaux, has hated Regan since the literal day they'd met two years ago. Sure, most of their interactions end in disaster and Regan is the root cause, but they are all accidents! She'll win Emma over though; she's determined to make this living arrangement work come hell or high water.

Ava Mason is sassy and sure of herself. Everybody in Bellaire, a quiet, snowy hamlet in northern Lower Michigan, knows her by attitude if not the bright auburn color of her hair. She’s been holding on to a specific dream since she was a teenager, and her chance to make it come true is finally here. There’s just one problem.

Sure, life’s been easy for me. Growing up in an oceanside house in SoCal, playing top-level college hockey, driving a luxury car with a generous allowance - sounds like the dream, right? Turns out what I didn’t have was freedom. And when I decided to transfer to Moo U for my last year of hockey, my controlling father cut me off. I’m just another student struggling to make ends meet. The only place I can afford to live is the Meyers’ farm, where I’ll work in exchange for room and board.

Hi, I'm Muriel, misbegotten daughter of Satan, and once again, my life is in turmoil. The cowled one who tortured me left a curse on my mind, one that makes me afraid. Completely unacceptable, but in order to remove it, I have to do something even worse - betray my beloved by bringing another man into our bed. As if having to participate in a threesome isn't traumatizing enough, Hell has frozen over, and as much as I think Hades looks pretty in a blanket of white, the repercussions are severe.

Barrett: Jake's birthday is in a few days, and I'm nervous that what I've planned for his big day can’t possibly measure up to what he’d done for me. The weekend of my 40th blew my mind, and the after-party ended up changing our lives forever. Now it's my turn to rock his world, and I'm starting to have my doubts. Worst part? We're stuck in Boston riding out the storm of the century, and I can't finalize the details to his party.