Sometimes getting lost is the only way to find your way home . . . I'm grateful for many things-my work, my apartment, my amazing friends. But after that night years ago, I'm left with an aching weight I can't escape. And it's keeping me from living and loving the way I desperately want. So when a ruggedly handsome cop pulls me over, I'm shocked by what just the sight of him does to me-stirring up feelings I didn't think were possible again. Cayden Sinclair is undoubtedly one of the good guys. A former Marine who's so sexy I can't seem to keep my hands to myself. But there are things I'm not ready to share, things that could change everything between us. Cayden deserves to have the life he's always wanted-which means walking away from him. But I don't know if I'll ever find the strength to let him go . . .
In Across the Distance we heard from Jillian, now its time to hear Griffin's side of the story... "I could not put it down . . . Loved it!" -- Jen McLaughlin, New York Times bestselling author on Across the Distance When Jillian moved next door, she refused to get out of the car. I climbed into the backseat beside her and promised to never leave her. Now, I'm driving her a thousand miles away, so she can leave me. She has to go. What else would she do? Follow me and my band from one cheap bar to another, get hit on by sleazy promoters? Because Jillian would definitely get hit on. She's the most gorgeous, talented girl I've ever known, and she doesn't even see it. This scholarship gives Jillian the chance to study at the best design school in the country. It's what she's always wanted. I won't stand in the way of her dreams, no matter how much it hurts to watch her go. I just wish she wasn't leaving without knowing the truth . . .
I thought I'd live in silence forever . . . and then I met him. I'll never be able to hear, but music has always been a source of comfort for me. Rather than listen to the rhythm, I can actually feel the beat pulsing through me. It's pure bliss. So the moment I saw Thorin playing his guitar, I was mesmerized. I'd never seen anything more beautiful . . . or intimate. I couldn't tell where his body ended and the song began. He's everything I need in my life . . . I'm falling fast, hard, and deep. I want him more than anything. But while I live in silence, Thor lives in secrets. He's holding something back-something that's keeping this intensity, this longing from being real. And the silence may be too loud to bear . . .
“When we’re dating, you are mine. Even if it’s fake.” I thought my luck was about to change when my best friend found me an apartment to sublet in the heart of Nashville, TN. As an aspiring singer, this is where I need to be in order to finally get discovered. I’m ready to start my new life until I discover my new neighbor is none other than Stone Walker. Super Bowl winning, NFL receiver. Stone cold fox. My high school crush. And my brother’s ex-best friend—emphasis on the ex. I know I should probably tuck tail and run, but I don’t. If Stone can handle this new living arrangement then so can I. Besides, neighbors don’t have to talk to each other. Until my best friend comes up with a plan. I should fake date Stone. After all, I have the talent, the drive, and the music. All I need is the visibility. And Stone has that in spades. I thought he would reject the plan, but he’s surprisingly on board. Now he’s showing up at my gigs with flowers and kisses me until my head spins and my knees go weak. And when he scores a touchdown and dances just for me? I want this relationship to be real. But falling in love wasn’t part of the agreement. Stone walked way from our family once and I don’t think I’m strong enough for him to do it again.
It's funny how a piece of paper can change your life-a diploma, a ticket . . . a plain, white envelope For as long as I could remember, I was the girl with the plan. Good college, good medical school, good career. I would save lives instead of standing by helplessly, watching while they slipped away. That was before my father called for the first time in fifteen years to tell me about the terminal illness stealing his life-an illness that might be stealing mine, too. It was before he gave me the name of a doctor and a plane ticket to Italy. Before I flew across an ocean. Before I realized how brilliantly bright life could be. Before I met Lucas. He's everything I've always wanted, and the timing couldn't be worse. I can't do this to him-he deserves so much better. My head tells me I can't afford to fall in love with Lucas, but my heart won't listen. Lucas is fearless about the future, while I'm not even sure I have one. There's only one way to know what's ahead and it's waiting for me at home inside a plain, white envelope. All I have to do, is open it . . .
Quand le destin fait des siennes… *** – Ne me cherche pas, Jenna… grogne Thomas. Il approche de nouveau ses lèvres de la peau tendre sous mon oreille. – Petite chose susceptible, soupiré-je alors que sa langue humide m’envoie des signaux qui me font perdre la raison. – Je pensais t’avoir montré l’étendue de ma petite chose tout à l’heure, rétorque-t-il. Il sourit contre mon épiderme frissonnant, visiblement ravi de l’effet qu’il a sur moi. – Justement, à ce propos… – Je t’écoute, m’encourage-t-il tout en poursuivant sa douce torture. – Prétentieux… – Moi ? ricane-t-il innocemment, alors que ses doigts succèdent à sa bouche dans un frôlement envoûtant. – La modestie t’étouffe. C’est une morsure pas plus douloureuse qu’une piqûre de moustique qui répond à mon attaque délibérée, mais je tiens à garder l’avantage de cet échange. *** Forte et déterminée, Jenna tient d’une main de maître le bar que son grand-père lui a légué. Dans sa vie, tout est bien réglé, au millimètre près. Quand elle rencontre Thomas, garagiste le jour et chanteur de rock la nuit, elle est aussitôt bouleversée. Par sa voix, son charisme et sa gentillesse. Alors que leur désir est réciproque, Jenna apprend une mauvaise nouvelle. La pire qui soit. Quand la mort est une promesse, l’amour est la plus brève des étincelles… Découvrez Don't Love (Me), la première romance de Marie Meyer aux éditions Addictives. Premiers chapitres du roman.
I could not put it down... Loved it!"-Jen McLaughlin, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author There's a drawer I never open. It holds a picture I never look at. It reminds me of a day I hate to remember, but I'll never forget. I'd give anything to be like the other girls on campus. Going to parties, flirting with boys, planning for a future. But that's not me. And hasn't been since the day my parents died. The only thing that got me through was Griffin. Even though I didn't have my family, I always had him. Only, now I'm not so sure I do. It's not just the eleven hundred miles separating us now that I'm at college. Or his band finally taking off, and all the gigs and girls suddenly demanding his time. It's as if everything is different-the way we talk, the way we text . . . the way he looks at me and the way those looks make me feel. Griffin has been the only good thing in my life since that horrific day. But I can feel our friendship slipping away-and I'm terrified of what will be left in its place . . .
Quand le destin fait des siennes… *** – Ne me cherche pas, Jenna… grogne Thomas. Il approche de nouveau ses lèvres de la peau tendre sous mon oreille. – Petite chose susceptible, soupiré-je alors que sa langue humide m’envoie des signaux qui me font perdre la raison. – Je pensais t’avoir montré l’étendue de ma petite chose tout à l’heure, rétorque-t-il. Il sourit contre mon épiderme frissonnant, visiblement ravi de l’effet qu’il a sur moi. – Justement, à ce propos… – Je t’écoute, m’encourage-t-il tout en poursuivant sa douce torture. – Prétentieux… – Moi ? ricane-t-il innocemment, alors que ses doigts succèdent à sa bouche dans un frôlement envoûtant. – La modestie t’étouffe. C’est une morsure pas plus douloureuse qu’une piqûre de moustique qui répond à mon attaque délibérée, mais je tiens à garder l’avantage de cet échange. *** Forte et déterminée, Jenna tient d’une main de maître le bar que son grand-père lui a légué. Dans sa vie, tout est bien réglé, au millimètre près. Quand elle rencontre Thomas, garagiste le jour et chanteur de rock la nuit, elle est aussitôt bouleversée. Par sa voix, son charisme et sa gentillesse. Alors que leur désir est réciproque, Jenna apprend une mauvaise nouvelle. La pire qui soit. Quand la mort est une promesse, l’amour est la plus brève des étincelles… Découvrez Don't Love (Me), la première romance de Marie Meyer aux éditions Addictives. Histoire intégrale.
Naomi is ready to start her life with Walker on Harmony Island. She's convinced the best thing for her is to forget Magnolia and especially, Colten. She's determined to pick up again where she left off--even if that means forcing herself to ignore the things about Walker she can't explain. When Walker comes home and announces that he has another month trip on the oil rig, panic sets in. That is, until Colten shows up. Not wanting to shoo him away, she allows him to stay. What started out as an innocent visit is suddenly making her feel extremely confused. If Walker is the man that she's destined to be with, why can't she stop thinking about Colten? Penny is ecstatic. Spencer is finally ready to reconcile with his daughters. They pack their bags and head to a small island town off the coast of North Carolina. Harmony Island is sweet and quaint and reminds Penny of Magnolia. Once they get there, however, Spencer pulls away. Their vacation turns dark and suddenly, Spencer wants nothing to do with her. Penny knows he's dealing with his wife's death and estranged daughters and she's trying to be patient, but nothing she does seems to appease Spencer. Especially when she mistakenly runs into Abigail, his youngest, and they hit it off. Her intentions were good, but execution lacking. When Spencer discovers that she's gone behind her back, he tells her to leave. Penny wants to fight but Spencer is making it impossible to do so. - back cover
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