Christian Ryder may be seen as a heartthrob by the majority of the world's female population, but to Sophia Hastings, he might as well be the newest addition to her hometown's local zoo. Sophia is a young, aspiring actress with big dreams who swears having to work with Christian Ryder wouldn't be worth all the fame in the world. Christian is a cocky womanizer whose world is turned upside down when he realizes his new leading lady just so happens to openly hate his guts. Is it even possible for Christian and Sophia to learn to get along long enough to make a movie, or will hatred, scandal and childish games destroy their careers? *** My eyes widened and I randomly exclaimed, "Oh, my God!" "What?" "Christian, thanks to you, I now understand what people mean when they say you're dark and handsome!" Christian looked smug. "I knew you would eventually." "They mean that when it's dark, you're handsome!" The smug look on his face disappeared. "I hate you." *** Contains some spoilers to Kidnap My Heart.

When job cuts at Chloe Saddler’s London communications firm result in an unexpected transfer to Paris, she finds herself leaving behind her friends, family, and boyfriend Scott to start a new life in the City of Light. Getting to grips with La Vie Parisienne and keeping a long-distance relationship afloat is not made any easier by the culture shock. Committing the odd French faux pas and inadvertently indulging in a few too many flirtations with her very sexy (and very taken) boss, Jean-Luc, is just the start of it. Factor in her bridezilla of a sister’s wedding (the hottest event of the year in the Saddler family’s social calendar), an unexpected session of hot, naked yoga, a slightly psychotic stalker, and one incredible kiss at an infamous Montmartre nightspot, and Chloe can say au revoir to her old, safe London life and bonjour to the romance, splendour, and glamour of Paris. A delightful debut that harks back to the early days of Chick Lit when heroines were flawed, funny, and forever battling for love and happiness. With quirky characters and classic comedic charm, Cocktails at Le Carmen is pure fun from page one.

Isabelle is born for a reason. She is born to become the Prince's bodyguard. Training her whole life, she has no idea what real women should act like in society. The only thing she knows is how to protect Prince Alexander who is a spoiled and flirty prince. How will she do her job when she begins to get distracted by him?

in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped

Ever had Ramen Noodles for an entire month? Lilly Fenster has and she's tired of it. Which is why she ends up managing the fashion industry's hottest Brazilian model. Lucky her, right? Not really. Lilly can't stand the intolerable Joshua Lachowski . Heck, she can't even pronounce his last name, much less manage his professional life. What happens when the nerd enters the fashion world and meets the biggest jerk imaginable? Mayhem, Ramen Noodles, and love. That's what.

One perfect lie to make her problem go away. One man to make it all happen. One crazy family to make it difficult. One group of crazier friends for backup in case she needs grenades, knives, heels, dresses, and a great deal of attitude. Now, what would Chanty do?

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.

»She's walking down down the aisle after all« Allie never expected that her dream wedding would come crashing down days before the big date. Everything was in place; except for her groom who decided to fool around deliberately at the last minute. Heartbroken and devastated, she walks away from the bridal shop, bunched her wedding dress in her hands, and stomped off into the bar across the street. She planned to drink her sorrows and the night away but it seems that Fate had other things in mind. (11/02/16) Humor #2

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?

DJ Masque had become the popular DJ in New York City in mere weeks after getting discovered in the underground music scene where she played illegal raves in abandoned warehouses. Yeah, she was a girl, but no one cared. She became the most popular DJ and started getting invited to play the hottest clubs and even celebrity parties. And the thing that was unique about DJ Masque was her clothing, which was always completed with a black and purple sequined mask covering half of her face, which never revealed her true identity. Dani Sinclair was the unpopular girl, the geek if you want to call her that. With her dark brown hair that was always pulled back in a pony tail and her glasses, she was always someone for the popular people to pick on, even though she was rich and lived in a penthouse overlooking Central Park with her grandmother. And what geek doesn't have a crush on the most popular guy in school, who just happened to be the son of a millionaire banker and one of the hottest hip hop dancers in the city? So you might be wondering just what DJ Masque and Dani Sinclair have in common, huh? Well, the truth is...they're the same person. No one knew that, though. Well, not until one night when the truth accidentally came out and the mask came off...and true identity is revealed to none other than her secret crush.