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Charlotte Lennox has spent the last decade on the run, protecting her sister from a past she hopes remains buried. Meeting a handsome and funny stranger, only to discover he’s not who he says he is, prompts her to do what she does best—disappear. One month and one more wrong-place-wrong-time situation later, Charlotte and her sister wind up on a dating show with Mr. Hot and Humorous. Quickly realizing they’re both keeping secrets from each other, it doesn’t take Charlotte long to figure out he’s not there for love or money: He’s on a mission.

Love is an inconvenience Anna Cavallaro doesn’t have time for. She only has one goal: to become a fashion designer. Chicago’s elite already copies her style religiously, not least because she’s the daughter of the city’s notorious mafia boss.

Life shattered my childhood dreams—no white picket fences, no dream job, and definitely no flawless husband...Well, that last part isn't entirely true. I just didn't expect my husband's three friends to be my soulmates and lovers too, one of whom fathered the life growing inside me. It all began with rivers of blood, and it ends the same. Drop by drop, we'll exorcise our demons, but I fear we'll lose too much along the way.

Danica Waterhouse is a fully modern witch - daughter, granddaughter, cousin, and co-owner of the Fix-It Witches, a magical tech repair shop. After a messy breakup that included way too much family feedback, Danica made a pact with her cousin: They'll keep their hearts protected and have fun, without involving any of the overly opinionated Waterhouse matriarchs. Danica is more than a little exhausted navigating a long-standing family feud where Gram thinks the only good mundane is a dead one and Danica's mother weaves floral crowns for anyone who crosses her path. 

Growing up with a hockey hotshot for a brother, I've spent my life surrounded by cocky men. I know the ins and outs of the games they play, both on and off the ice, which is why I'd never date one of them. And marriage? Absolutely not. Griffin Wright is my brother's best friend and star left wing for the Minnesota Rogues. After a few too many drinks celebrating a big win in Vegas, I wake up next to him with a ring on my finger, a killer hangover, and instant regret. The only option is to keep this a secret from my brother and immediately file for divorce. But Griffin has other plans.

My arranged marriage should have forged an alliance between my fiancé's gang and my father's. It turns out my fiancé had other plans. Like slaughtering my entire family the night before the wedding. I make it out alive, left with nothing but a thirst for vengeance. To crush the prick who betrayed me, I have to turn to the biggest pricks of them all. Hot, cocky, and dangerous, Wylder Noble and his men rule Paradise Bend. If I pass their brutal tests to prove I deserve their help, my ex doesn't stand a chance.

I read her words. I felt her soul. I knew she was destined to be mine. She's the light in the darkness, the epiphany of my redemption. I'll do whatever it takes to get my hands on her—though I'd rather her believe it was her own idea. So, I set the bait, luring her into making a deal with the devil. But surprisingly, she doesn't take it. And now, I'm left to force her hand. Because without her, I'm afraid I'll be devoured by the monster inside me.

Dear Remington Parker, You may think you're the handsome prince of the law firm and I'm your dutiful wench, but I'm not here to be your plaything. Yes, you're handsome-ish. Yes, you're a partner at the firm. Yes, I'm your ugly duckling assistant. But no, I'm not desperate, and I don't want you. I have no interest in being the nanny to your newly found kid when you want to go on dates. And I have even less interest in your offer to teach me the ways of the world. In fact, after my makeover, I'm pretty sure I'll have plenty of men wanting to help me discover the joys of companionship.

Adrian Cross was never supposed to walk back into my life—especially not looking like that. Towering. Tattooed. With eyes that burn hotter than his tattoo gun. He's my brother's best friend. A polar bear shifter. My lifelong crush. And the new artist filling in at our shop while Magnus is out. He says I'm his fated mate. That he's known since we were kids. He says that he's waited long enough and he's done pretending.

For as long as she can remember, Arken Asher has been searching for answers—driven by an insatiable hunger, a need to understand the meaning behind her dangerous arcane secrets. She's finally taken that leap into the unknown, leaving her simple life behind to attend the Arcane Studium, a prestigious college of magickal arts & sciences nestled in the heart of Sophrosyne, the City of the Gods.

5 heures d'écoute pour redécouvrir et faire découvrir aux enfants les plus beaux contes de notre enfance.

I found peace in the last place I expected, but it was a mirage built on lies and unfulfilled promises. I thought we somehow managed to find a way to co-exist in their little lair, but as usual I was wrong. The second I felt settled, a corrupt Hawk turns up and flips everything I’ve come to know—and dare to trust— on its head. Without a choice, I’m dragged out into the night by the man I vowed to obey— Maverick Murray. Taken away from the protection of the man I loved to hate— Reid Harris.

Eustis Grimes, an idealistic cyber-nerd, has to go on the run when his best friends are murdered by the evil Admiral Strafe for their faith. Eustis is thrust into a Solar System where just the mention of outlawed ideas can get you killed in a dozen creative ways. Since he has no ship, no money, and no connections, he is forced to sneak aboard a rattle-beaten freighter of smugglers as they set out into the wild black yonder. He embarks armed with stubbornness and an unstoppable drive to share the gospel with the Solar System before Admiral Strafe finds him.

I was sold to my enemies. And not just my enemies. I was sold to monsters. I should know all about how to survive monsters, though; I come from a family of them. Surely the Rossi family can’t be as bad as the devil that’s been destroying me since I was eight years old. New York City, the powerful head of the Cosa Nostra, is my new home. Where Lucian, Raphael, and Gabriel Rossi now think they own me. But a dahlia has always bloomed best in the light, and even though everything about this place and these men is shrouded in darkness, I’m determined to thrive…to win.

Dante Cavallaro’s wife died four years ago but her memory still haunts him. On the verge of becoming the youngest head in the history of the Chicago Outfit, Dante needs to remarry or risk appearing weak. Valentina is chosen for the role. She, too, lost her husband, but her first marriage has always been for show. Even after her husband’s death, Valentina carries the weight of his secrets with her - to protect the honor of a dead man and herself. With her wedding to Dante, her castle of lies threatens to crash.

Fifty-two weeks. That's all the time Mona has left to learn about beauty before she loses her eyesight forever. Every Wednesday, Mona's grandfather picks her up after school and takes her to see a great work of art. Together, on their visit to Paris' museums, Mona and her grandfather will experience enchantment and sadness. Above all, they will grow ever closer and learn to lean on each other. From Botticelli to Basquiat, Mona will discover not only the power of art, but also the meaning of generosity, doubt, melancholy, and loss.

They say you can never go back… ‘Course, I never wanted to return. It took me years to age out. Once I made it, I took off and never turned around. Trust me, there were only three reasons I managed to survive there as long as I did and they abandoned me as soon as they were able. I’d like to say I didn’t blame them, but that would be a lie. I had zero desire to return. Yet here I was, on the road to Northland chasing a story cause my editor told me kids were disappearing… again.

Destroying my partner became sweeter when his daughter stepped on stage at a charity auction. But I don’t want her for a month. I’m upping my bid to make her sign for a year. Her strong will, independence, and defiant attitude toward her family indulges my carnal desires and need for revenge.

I, Fallon Hayes, need to stop playing pranks on my boss. Did I mention he's my new roommate? Being the private chef for the retired hockey player who haunts my fantasies is a bad idea. Living down the hall from him is an even worse idea, especially considering the one-night stand we had ten years ago. What happened back then was unforgettable. Proof that we are destined to hate each other. There are three reasons why I absolutely cannot fall for my boss/roommate/one-night-stand.

Owen Larrabee is not my soulmate. He wasn't when I confessed my love to him on his wedding day, and he isn't now. I should probably say that I wasn't the bride when that happened. I don't have the best timing. He's got a temper, he's moody, and he has a history of being misunderstood and making big mistakes. I, on the other hand, make pumpkin cupcakes, spend my Friday nights curled up with a beloved romance novel, and long to be kissed in the rain. Owen is my best friend's older, off-limits brother and the only boy I ever thought I loved.