Kirjahaku

Chemistry is my love language.I've always been able to separate feelings from chemosignals. A shot of dopamine, a dash of serotonin, and a sprinkle of oxytocin-and bam. You're in love.And when egg meets sperm, you're pregnant.I couldn't even be surprised as I stared down at the little blue plus sign, because I knew exactly when and how, and with whom it happened.When: approximately five weeks ago.Who: one night stand.How: prophylactic malfunction.The upside? I don't have to go looking for a suitable mate.Genetically, he's the cream of the crop. His musculature is a study in symmetry and strength, his height imposing and impressive. He is a man who thrives on control and command, a man who survives on intelligence and resourcefulness. A perfect male specimen.And the whole package is wrapped up in a flawlessly tailored suit.I'm having this baby, and he insists we're well-suited to have it together. And what's worse? He wants more, in the way of love and marriage.But love isn't real. It's just a product of chemistry.And if he changes my mind about that, we're both in trouble.

Love is somewhere near the bottom of Lily Thomas' list of life goals, right next to competitive eating and underwater cave diving. She's spent six years pirouetting and pli ing her way up the ranks of the New York Ballet with her eye on the prize and love in the back seat. But now that Blane Baker -- Lily's long time crush -- is finally single, she'll throw her rules out the window without thinking twice. Reality with Blane isn't as epic as the fantasy she imagined, and the truth sends her spinning straight into the arms of the man she never knew she'd always wanted.West Williams has been friends with Lily since the day she moved into their building and he saved her armoire from a swift, sudden death by staircase. Their friendship has always been easy, the boundaries clearly defined. With neither of them willing to risk their relationship, they've drifted happily through the years as companions, never considering more.That is, until they do. And that realization changes everything.

Everyone knows you should never say never.Cooper Moore never saw Maggie Williams coming. She was just his best friend's little sister, the curly-haired, freckle-faced girl from Mississippi who was absolutely off limits. And he never thought about her any other way - not until he saw her that night, broken and brave. From that moment on, he knew he'd do whatever it took to protect her, even if it meant he had to stay away.Maggie never expected to find her fianc banging her maid of honor an hour before she was set to walk down the aisle, but life's funny that way. The only option to save her sanity is to get the hell out of Jackson and move to New York where her brother lives. The only downside: Cooper is there too. And she just doesn't know if she can stay away from him - the filthy rich, dead sexy playboy who's allergic to commitment.The second Maggie sees him again, she realizes he'll be impossible to resist. Luckily, commitment is the last thing on her mind, and Cooper is the perfect escape. As long as she can keep her heart in check, everything will be just fine. Because she can never have feelings for him.Or at least that's what she'll keep telling herself. Chaser is a standalone romantic comedy and book 2 of the Bad Habits series.

Once Rose Fisher makes a decision, that's it. End of story. Like when her ex, Patrick, dumped her out of the blue, then showed up with a super hot, tatted up sex kitten on his arm. Then it was over for good. The end. Poof. Dead to her. Except he was everywhere - down the hall, at the bar with their friends, worming his way into her dreams. But with their friends paired off, they're left alone more and more. Rose is determined to keep him friendzoned - doesn't matter that he stares at her with a smolder that drops all panties in a ten foot radius. She's over him, and she'll prove it by getting back into the dating game, Patrick be damned. Patrick Evans is no stranger to consequences. When your mother walks out, your dad drifts away. When you leave home, you're on your own. And when you run away from the girl you love, you lose her. He finally has an opportunity to rebuild the bridge he burned, and it's not one he'll take for granted. But he'll have to fight for her, even if it hurts. Even if it means he'll walk away brokenhearted. Because deep down, he knows that she's it for him.The trick will be to get her to admit she feels it too.

Some universal truths refuse to be ignored.Peanut butter and jelly are a match made in heaven. Spaghetti and meatballs are best friends forever. And guys like Tyler Knight don't go for girls like Cam Emerson.She knew from the second she met him that he didn't belong on her bookshelf, the six-foot-six ex-tight end with a face so all-American, it could have sold apple pie. So she shelved him next to the supermodels and rock stars and took her place on her own shelf - the one with the flannel-clad, pasty-faced comic book nerds. Most of her boyfriends have existed between the pages of books, but rather than worrying over her own lacking love life, she puts all her energy into playing Cupid, using her job at the book bar, Wasted Words, as her stomping ground.Tyler Knight always looks on the bright side. His career-ending injury turned into a job as a sports agent. A horrible breakup led him to Cam, his quirky, smart roommate who is far more beautiful than she realizes. She's made it perfectly clear she's not interested in him - not like that at least - but if she ever changes her mind, he won't hesitate. Because he doesn't see the lines she's drawn between them, as much as she insists that they're there. Deep down he knows that despite their differences, they're a match well made.*A romantic comedy inspired by Jane Austen's Emma*

Sometimes your life is split by a single decision. I've spent every day of the last seven years regretting mine: he left, and I didn't follow. A thousand letters went unanswered, my words like petals in the wind, spinning away into nothing, taking me with them. But now he's back.I barely recognize the man he's become, but I can still see a glimmer of the boy who asked me to be his forever, the boy I walked away from when I was young and afraid. Maybe if he'd come home under better circumstances, he could speak to me without anger in his voice. Maybe if I'd said yes all those years ago, he'd look at me without the weight of rejection in his eyes. Maybe if things were different, we would have had a chance. One regretted decision sent him away. One painful journey brought him back to me. I only wish I could keep him.*A contemporary romance inspired by Jane Austen's Persuasion*

He's a player.He plays the bass with expert fingers. He plays women with intoxicating charm. And he'll play me with the ease of a virtuoso.Who better to teach me to play than the master himself?I'm his model student, front row, pencil sharp. Pick up lines? I've got them. Free drinks? By the dozen. Kissing? Let me grab my chapstick.But the most valuable lesson I've learned is that there's so much I don't know. Like why his touch sets off a chain reaction straight to my nethers. Or how I'm certain each kiss is the best I'll ever have, until the moment his lips take mine again.There's so much I don't know.Like the fact that I'm only a bet.But we are what we are. He's a player, through and through.And I'm the fool who fell in love with him.*Standalone romantic comedy and part of the Red Lipstick Coalition Series*

I never thought my first kiss would be on my wedding day.But here I stand, clutching a bouquet of pale pink roses behind the doors of a Las Vegas chapel, and at the end of the aisle is the absolute last man I imagined would be waiting for me.Thomas Bane.Bestselling author. Notorious bad boy. Savagely handsome, dark as sin, chiseled as stone. And somehow, my soon-to-be husband.Marry him, and I'll land my dream job. Save him, and I'll walk away with everything I've ever wanted. All I have to do is remember it's all for show. None of it is real, no matter how real it feels.But first, I have to survive the kiss.And with lips like his, I don't stand a chance.

Marble isn't the only thing that's hard at this museum.His body is as chiseled as Adonis. His lips are as sculpted as David. And his ego is the size of the Guggenheim.You know the type-wolfish smile and the gravity of a black hole. The kind of man who sucks all the air from the room the second he enters it. My cocky boss thinks this internship was wasted on me, and he doesn't hesitate to let me know.But he's wrong, and I'm going to prove it to him. If I can stay away from his devil lips, that is. Lips that cut me down and kiss me in the same breath, leaving me certain he's on a mission to ruin my life.And maybe my heart, too.*A brand new STANDALONE romantic comedy full of steam, laughs, and heart by bestselling author Staci Hart*