Bøger af Julie Hammerle

You've probably heard of me.Reclusive fantasy author turned famous when his series got developed into a mega TV hit.Except now I'm way behind deadline, and the whole world is waiting to see what I'll write next.The pressure is getting to me, and I. Can't. Write.Cue: small town where people don't recognize me.Cue: my assistant insisting on a personal chef to keep me fed and nothing more.Cue: finding the first bit of inspiration I've felt in months whenever she's around...Am I a walking cliche now, or what?Dani Cooper seems to have her own hurdles to jump this holiday season. Newly divorced, looking for her next move. She's the first person who's seen me for me in way too long. And I see her, too--as way more than just an employee, a divorcee, a cook. She's becoming my muse...But when my Christmas deadline hits, will it spell the end of us, too?

I'm a walking contradiction.School principal who liberally drops the F bomb.Fiercely independent yet willing to auction myself off for charity.Serial monogamist who's down for a no-strings one-night stand.Except now I've gone from one-working-ovary to co-parent in the time it took a stick to turn blue.F. Bomb.Ian Donovan may be a richer-than-hell venture capitalist, but he's no Prince Charming ready to sweep me off my feet. Good thing I don't need him. I've been doing fine on my own for forty years, and I'm not about to start changing that now.Ultrasounds, swollen feet, midnight cravings? Bring. It. On.But why is it when you finally swear off men, you meet one who's too sexy-and determined we can make it work?F. Bomb.

Elena Chestnut has been chatting with an anonymous boy late into the night. It's a very You've Got Mail situation, and she has no idea who he is. Hecan't be Oliver Prince, hot-and-bashful son of the family running the rival sporting goods store. Their fancy sales strategies are driving Elena's family out of business. Elena's mystery boy has teamed up with her in their latest sales strategy, an augmented reality game, to help her win the grand-prize plane tickets. Money's so tight Elena's going to miss senior year spring break with her friends if she can't win this game.The girl Oliver's fallen head-over-heels for online had better not be Elena Chestnut. She's his angry, vindictive Latin tutor, the daughter of his dad's business rival, and the one girl he'd never even think of kissing. She's definitely not his online crush, because that girl is funny, sweet, and perfect. When Oliver asks to reveal their names at the Valentine's Day dance, their IRL relationship will either ruin what they have online, or they'll discover just how thin the line between love and hate really is.Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book contains swearing, snowball fights, and sexual tension that could melt the North Pole. Read at your own risk.

Danny Garland is so out of Holly

It's not chemistry between Tinka Foster and Sam Anderson that made them agree to fake date. With her parents trying to set her up with an annoying pro-track golf student, and intentionally single Sam's family pressuring him to bring a date to his brother's wedding, they could both use a drama-free summer. So it's not his muscular arms and quick wit that makes Tinka suggest they tell everyone they're both taken. Definitely not. And it's not butterflies that makes a kiss for appearances during the lake party go on way too long-so long that Sam wishes it were real. But Tinka keeps people at arm's length-she's always been second best, even to her parents. And her relationship-for-show could crush everything when she realizes she's done with fake, pretend, and second-best. Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book contains bikinis at the lake, a lot of making out in dark theaters, and a meet-cute you'll read twice.

Don't drink and text.Even on the cusp of forty, I had to learn that the hard way. After discovering my best friend-who I was supposed to grow old and single with-got engaged, I drowned my loneliness in one too many Old Fashioneds and woke up with thirty-nine responses from every available man in my phone. Including my plumber.Apparently, my liquor-infused text said that while I don't need a man, maybe I'd be down for a constant sidekick for movies, plus-one invites, and dinner on the table after my grueling shifts as a concierge doctor-till death do us part. And two men are interested.Behind Bachelor Door #1 is my old high school crush: the comfortable, dependable boy-next-door. Behind Bachelor Door #2 is the exciting, flashy news reporter about to hit it big. But Dax, the local bartender-who got me into this disaster in the first place-can't believe I've given up on finding true love. But what does a tattooed, broody twentysomething know about carving out a future for yourself, anyway?Now the further I get into this hot mess, the less I know about who I am. And I'm going to have to figure out exactly what I need if I ever want to find a true happily ever after.