After a car crash, Natalie Reeds is thrown back in time to the 17th century where she wakes up as a princess and discovers that she is betrothed to a dashing but cold king. On the outside, Edward XI of England appears to be a cruel and power hungry king. But inside, he's broken and vulnerable. At the young age of 20, he has already been through excruciating pain and sadness. Every day is empty, dark, meaningless... until he meets his queen. ------- Just a note: This story is purely fictional. All characters and names made up by me. Not based on any historical facts.

Meet Gwen Turner. Recently, she turned 40. She and her friends are the worst bowlers at their ladies-only wine and bowling league. She's content with her life until she falls for her neighbor, Nate Bai, a single father who happens to be the object of another woman's attention. Suddenly Gwen's rival bowling competitor raises the stakes of their Sunday nights by making a bet with Gwen that only the winner of the tournament gets to pursue Nate. Gwen is out to turn her team of underachieving midlife friends into winners in order to win Nate's heart, but a complication arises when Gwen's adorably hot gynecologist takes an interest in her. The question is, if she wins the bet, will she still want Nate? Editor's Pick 2020

Bronwyn Larson has spent her whole life not depending on her mother, a constantly recovering addict, until the moment her life was literally torn apart when an EF4 tornado ripped through their trailer park and her mom is found dead, miles away after the storm. Suddenly, her estranged father is a part of her life, a prominent state senator who's been absent since Bronwyn was born, a product of her parents' secretive affair. After living alone with her mother in a trailer for seventeen years, Bronwyn now has a stepmother and four new siblings, including an older brother and sister who seem skeptical, if not actually disproving, of Bronwyn living with them. While staying with them in their vacation lake house an hour away from what she called home, Bronwyn is hit with the bombshell that her mother's death is being treated as suspicious, with injuries inconsistent of being killed during the tornado. Estranged from everyone she knows, except her estranged new family, Bronwyn doesn't know who trust or who to believe about her mother's death. Torn between her life as the daughter of a single drug addict and the middle child of a well-respected senator, all while learning more about the mother she thought she knew, Bronwyn is forced to navigate through this new unfamiliar life alone, with this gut feeling she has. That her mother's killer isn't unfamiliar. 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐘 18th 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐏𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

H de Harry cumple su primer año de haber sido publicado. Lee un poco más de Karry en este pequeño bonus que Harry narra para nosotros. Aventurate y cae una vez más por Karry.

Rumor has it that the Crown Prince of Sarconia is in town, but nobody really knows if this is just a rumor or a fact. So when bookworm Lizzie Donalds spends more time in the library because her parents banned her from buying and reading books yet again, she is surprised to meet a new guy that hangs around the library just like her. Could it be that the rumor is not really a rumor but a fact? Could it be that this new guy she has been spending time with be the crown prince himself? Could it also be that the crown prince is slowly but surely falling for her bookworm charms? Read and find out

La edad se veía exagerada sí lo poníamos en números. Ella 15 años y yo 20 años. Cuando ella me dijo que estaba enamorada de mí me pareció tierna pero yo no sentía nada por ella. No sabía que después de eso iban a hacer falta solo dos segundos para darme cuenta de lo contrario. * * * Queda estrictamente prohibida su adaptación y/o copia. *ESTA ES LA VERSIÓN SIN CORREGIR*