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One Night In London


Sandi Lynn - February 5, 2016

One Night In London imageHave sex with a stranger in a foreign country. It was on my list. It was something I’d never done before and I wasn’t sure if I could go through with it. But I did. Don’t tell him anything about yourself. No names. No personal information. Nothing. It’s all about the thrill. The mystery man. Keep him a stranger. That one night was the best night of my entire life. He was sexy, intense, and made me feel things I had never felt before. The next morning, the thrill was over and he was gone before I woke up. What happened in London should have stayed in London, but it didn’t. I was never supposed to see him again, but the universe had other plans and now my happy little world was turned upside down by a man named Sebastian Bennett. She refused to tell me her name. Normally, I wouldn’t care. But something inside me needed to know who she was. She was stunningly beautiful and a name would complete her. It didn’t matter anyway. In the morning, I’d be gone before she woke up and I’d never see her again. It was probably for the best anyway. I would hurt her and she would ultimately hate me. It’s what I did. It’s all I knew. I was never supposed to see her again, but I did, and my desire for her was stronger than before. I had money, looks, and a heart made of pure stone. She deserved better than me and I knew it, but I couldn’t stay away. Chloe Kane left an imprint on my soul and now my life would never be the same all because of One Night in London.

My Name Is Lucy Barton


Elizabeth Strout - January 12, 2016

My Name Is Lucy Barton image#1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER •  A new book by Pulitzer Prize winner Elizabeth Strout is cause for celebration. Her bestselling novels, including Olive Kitteridge and The Burgess Boys,  have illuminated our most tender relationships. Now, in My Name Is Lucy Barton, this extraordinary writer shows how a simple hospital visit becomes a portal to the most tender relationship of all—the one between mother and daughter. Lucy Barton is recovering slowly from what should have been a simple operation. Her mother, to whom she hasn’t spoken for many years, comes to see her. Gentle gossip about people from Lucy’s childhood in Amgash, Illinois, seems to reconnect them, but just below the surface lie the tension and longing that have informed every aspect of Lucy’s life: her escape from her troubled family, her desire to become a writer, her marriage, her love for her two daughters. Knitting this powerful narrative together is the brilliant storytelling voice of Lucy herself: keenly observant, deeply human, and truly unforgettable. Praise for My Name Is Lucy Barton “There is not a scintilla of sentimentality in this exquisite novel. Instead, in its careful words and vibrating silences, My Name Is Lucy Barton offers us a rare wealth of emotion, from darkest suffering to—‘I was so happy. Oh, I was happy’—simple joy.” —Claire Messud, The New York Times Book Review “Spectacular . . . Smart and cagey in every way. It is both a book of withholdings and a book of great openness and wisdom. . . . [Strout] is in supreme and magnificent command of this novel at all times.” —Lily King, The Washington Post   “A short novel about love, particularly the complicated love between mothers and daughters, but also simpler, more sudden bonds . . . It evokes these connections in a style so spare, so pure and so profound the book almost seems to be a kind of scripture or sutra, if a very down-to-earth and unpretentious one.” —Marion Winik, Newsday   “Potent with distilled emotion. Without a hint of self-pity, Strout captures the ache of loneliness we all feel sometimes.” — Time “An aching, illuminating look at mother-daughter devotion.” — People “A quiet, sublimely merciful contemporary novel about love, yearning, and resilience in a family damaged beyond words.” — The Boston Globe “Sensitive, deceptively simple . . . It is Lucy’s gentle honesty, complex relationship with her husband, and nuanced response to her mother’s shortcomings that make this novel so subtly powerful. . . . [It’s] more complex than it first appears, and all the more emotionally persuasive for it.” — San Francisco Chronicle “Strout maps the complex terrain of human relationships by focusing on that which is often unspoken and only implied. . . . A powerful addition to Strout’s body of work.” — The Seattle Times “Impressionistic and haunting . . . [Strout] reminds us of the power of our stories—and our ability to transcend our troubled narratives.” — Miami Herald “Writing of this quality comes from a commitment to listening, from a perfect attunement to the human condition, from an attention to reality so exact that it goes beyond a skill and becomes a virtue.” —Hilary Mantel “Magnificent.” —Ann Patchett From the Hardcover edition.

December


Audrey Carlan - December 29, 2015

December imageMountains, miracles, and marriage. I had no idea what to expect when the producers of Dr. Hoffman sent me to the pristine white mountains of Aspen, Colorado. As the town of Aspen is known for being a winter haven for uber-rich Americans, I knew this desert cactus was going to be way out of her element. The ace up my sleeve however, was a high-class movie-making surfer whose family owned a cabin in those snowy hills. With him by my side, I’d make the most out of the experience. The job was assigned under unusual circumstances. An anonymous mountain man paid a hefty fee to persuade the producers of my show to send me out for a segment on local artisans. Suited up in my parka and Ugg boots, I put the warmth of the California sun in the rearview mirror and headed to a winter wonderland. With my newfound family in tow, I was prepared to celebrate the best month the year had to offer…until the one woman who drastically changed my life all those years ago appeared like a shadow out of pure frosted air, shattering my soul all over again. *** In the twelfth and final book in the Calendar Girl serial, Mia is off to Aspen, Colorado to film a segment on local artists. Prepare to be wowed as Mia’s journey merges into the ending everyone has been waiting for. Warning: This book is designed for audiences 18+ due to language and graphic sexual content.

July


Audrey Carlan - August 4, 2015

July imageHip-hop, Miami heat, and the Latin Lov-ah. The second half to this year-long journey has taken me to Magic City…Miami. I’ve been hired by the nation’s top hip-hop artist, Anton Santiago. His name is as sexy as he is, and it rolls off the tongue the same way his muscled form rolls to his music. He goes by the name Latin Lov-ah, and boy does he work that title from his rock-hard body, Latin hip-hop fusion dance moves, to the way he beds his women. He’s raw, dirty, and one hundred percent player...and I want to wrap my naked body all over him and forget about everything. Every word that comes out of his mouth is a siren’s song. Every thrust of his hips draws me closer. Every breath against my neck sends me into a tailspin of need and desire. After what happened in June, I need to rip the bandage off. Move on. Anton could be just the thing I need to get my groove back. I was hired to play the part of a seductress in Anton’s new music video, but, in the end, I’m the one being seduced.

March


Audrey Carlan - August 4, 2015

March imageA fiancée. I’m going to Chicago to pretend to be some Italian Stallion’s future wife. Why a massive hunk, boxer, and rich restaurateur needs a fake bride is beyond me. Then again, I’m not paid to know why. I’m paid $100,000 to be his escort, or in this case, the woman he’s supposedly “going” to marry. The moment I met Antony “Tony” Fasano, I thought I might have lost my ability to breathe. In my twenty four years of life, I’d not seen anything like him. Clad only in a small towel precariously dangling from his hips--water droplets streaming down every inch of his muscular frame--I knew right then and there, I’d finally seen male perfection in all its raw glory. What happened next blew me away. It was now abundantly clear why he needed me...a fake fiancée.