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From that first look to this first kiss… All Alex could see was her long, thick, gorgeous hair. Pale smooth skin. Lips that were naturally tinted pink. Eyes that were green like sea grass. He stopped himself. His best friend Reese might be dead. But in Alex’s mind, Cassandra was still very much the man’s wife. She was out of bounds.Cassandra. The forbidden woman Alex had yearned for from the first moment he’d laid eyes on her. But she’d been married to his best friend. Now she was rebuilding his family’s bed-and-breakfast…and just might, in the process, be rebuilding his anguished heart.

“Have you met Madeline Maguire?” Sure have, Spike thought. I saw her last night in my dreams. As far as sexy bad boy Spike Moriarty was concerned, Madeline Maguire defined female perfection. When they’d met, she’d walked up and asked to see his tattoos as if she wasn’t the most gorgeous thing on the planet. He – a tough guy who’d make grown men run – had just about passed out.Their connection was definitely two-way…it had to be. But could he ever be the man in a million she was looking for? Surely not with the things he’d done and seen. Still, for as long as she’d let him, he’d give her whatever she wanted, whatever she needed…

THE FORCE OF THOSE EYES HIT FRANKIE MOOREHOUSE LIKE A GUST OF WIND But she quickly reminded herself that she had dinner to get ready, the staff of White Caps B&B (such as it was) to motivate. She didn't have the luxury of staring into a stranger's face. Although, jeez, what a face it was. And wasn't it just her luck that the owner of that face, Nate Walker–with his rebel attitude and distaste for authority–was the chef her restaurant desperately needed, and he was staying for the summer….And…it was a bit too tempting to let this breath of fresh air sweep her off her feet. Because all work and no play had been Frankie's motto for much too long!

Getting tangled up in fantasies about some man Joy saw maybe five or six times a year was ridiculous. And it wasn't like Gray ever encouraged her. He remembered her name. But that was as far as it ever got. Well, except in her dreams. In real life, however, the attraction was totally one-sided. Or so she thought. Joy couldn't believe it when her daydreams about Grayson Bennett, political consultant and heartthrob extraordinaire, seemed poised to become reality.When he noticed her–really noticed her. When he gazed at her with the same desire he'd inspired in her for years. But was sweet, small-town Joy a match for arrogant, big-city Gray, ruthless about all things–except opening his heart?

Take-no-prisoners deal-maker Sean O'Banyon ate Wall Street financiers for lunch. So why was he losing sleep over a fresh-scrubbed nurse in old jeans and a too-big T-shirt? Maybe it was those warm green eyes. Or the way she blushed when he got personal. There was no denying the serious chemistry between them. But sooner or later Lizzie would learn his deep, dark secrets: First, he had trust issues.And second–he'd rather not go into the whole family thing. He didn't do relationships…but amazingly, Lizzie made him want one anyway.

THE FORCE OF THOSE EYES HIT FRANKIE MOOREHOUSE LIKE A GUST OF WIND But she quickly reminded herself that she had dinner to get ready, the staff of White Caps B&B (such as it was) to motivate. She didn't have the luxury of staring into a stranger's face. Although, jeez, what a face it was. And wasn't it just her luck that the owner of that face, Nate Walker–with his rebel attitude and distaste for authority–was the chef her restaurant desperately needed, and he was staying for the summer….And…it was a bit too tempting to let this breath of fresh air sweep her off her feet. Because all work and no play had been Frankie's motto for much too long!

Getting tangled up in fantasies about some man Joy saw maybe five or six times a year was ridiculous. And it wasn't like Gray ever encouraged her. He remembered her name. But that was as far as it ever got. Well, except in her dreams. In real life, however, the attraction was totally one-sided. Or so she thought. Joy couldn't believe it when her daydreams about Grayson Bennett, political consultant and heartthrob extraordinaire, seemed poised to become reality.When he noticed her–really noticed her. When he gazed at her with the same desire he'd inspired in her for years. But was sweet, small-town Joy a match for arrogant, big-city Gray, ruthless about all things–except opening his heart?

From that first look to this first kiss… All Alex could see was her long, thick, gorgeous hair. Pale smooth skin. Lips that were naturally tinted pink. Eyes that were green like sea grass. He stopped himself. His best friend Reese might be dead. But in Alex’s mind, Cassandra was still very much the man’s wife. She was out of bounds.Cassandra. The forbidden woman Alex had yearned for from the first moment he’d laid eyes on her. But she’d been married to his best friend. Now she was rebuilding his family’s bed-and-breakfast…and just might, in the process, be rebuilding his anguished heart.

“Have you met Madeline Maguire?” Sure have, Spike thought. I saw her last night in my dreams. As far as sexy bad boy Spike Moriarty was concerned, Madeline Maguire defined female perfection. When they’d met, she’d walked up and asked to see his tattoos as if she wasn’t the most gorgeous thing on the planet. He – a tough guy who’d make grown men run – had just about passed out.Their connection was definitely two-way…it had to be. But could he ever be the man in a million she was looking for? Surely not with the things he’d done and seen. Still, for as long as she’d let him, he’d give her whatever she wanted, whatever she needed…

Raped, Not Ruined is a book I shouldn’t have had to write. It’s a look inside the raw emotions that come through the experience. There’s raging fury, devastation, hope, crushing exhaustion and deep depressions. Self-loathing. Forgiveness. Peace. Shattering and opening up over and over.This book doesn’t dwell in the anger too much, but it’s there. It’s real and it needs to be seen, felt, heard, and spoken. Because this phenomenon is an outrage.But more important than the anger and the pain, this book is about the healing.It’s about how I came back to my body. How I coped with the following pregnancy and then the miscarriage. It’s how I survived the waves and weeks and months it took to put myself back together- and it’s about how I came to forgive the men who hurt me. How I learned to open up and share, and what it took to finally understand what I needed from those who wanted to help me in my healing.

Sean O'Banyon era un banquero despiadado que se comía a los financieros de Wall Street cada día. ¿Cómo era posible entonces que estuviera perdiendo el sueño por una enfermera con vaqueros gastados y una camiseta demasiado grande para ella? Quizá fuera culpa de aquellos cálidos ojos verdes, o por el modo en que se ruborizaba cuando él le hacía algún comentario personal. La química que había entre ellos era sencillamente innegable, pero tarde o temprano, Lizzie descubriría sus secretos más oscuros. Sean tenía grandes problemas para confiar en los demás y… no tenía deseo alguno de formar una familia.

El último adiósJudy DuarteClay Callaghan no tenía la menor idea de cómo cuidar de un bebé, pero jamás le daría la espalda a nadie de su misma sangre.La abogada Daniella de la Cruz podía dar consejos sobre leyes y sobre niños. Pero era evidente lo que quería de ella aquel guapísimo vaquero. Y bueno, Daniella, jamás negaría su ayuda a un niño necesitado.Ni tampoco a un sexy padre soltero…El novio de mi hermanaTeresa HillKathie llevaba años enamorada del prometido de su hermana. Pero entonces ocurrió algo inesperado. Su hermana puso fin al largo compromiso y se casó con otro. Así que Joe era libre.Joe tenía un plan. Estaba prometido con una mujer y, ahora que lo había abandonado, no conseguía que le importara. Porque se había enamorado de Kathie, la hermana de su ex prometida. Eso no era parte del plan, pero entonces la besó… y se olvidó de todos sus planes.Un hombre entre un millónJessica BirdPara Spike Moriarty, Madeline Maguire representaba la perfección femenina. Pero la conexión que él sentía no era mutua, no podía serlo. Era imposible que Spike fuera el hombre que ella buscaba, un hombre entre un millón. Así que, mientras Madeline se lo permitiera, Spike le daría todo lo que ella deseara…

Secretos muy personalesChristine FlynnJenny Baker regresó al bucólico paisaje de Maple Mountain con la esperanza de curar su maltrecho corazón… y su reputación profesional. A pesar de haber prometido mantenerse alejada de los hombres, no tardó en sentir una instantánea conexión con su nuevo jefe, el doctor Greg Reid. En cuanto Jenny descubrió que en realidad sus problemas no habían hecho más que comenzar, Greg decidió ayudarla como fuera… aunque para hacerlo tuviera que casarse con su nueva empleada…Desde siempreJessica BirdEl mejor amigo de Alex había muerto, pero él no podía quitarse de la cabeza que Cassandra había sido su esposa.Cassandra era la mujer prohibida a la que había deseado desde el primer momento en que la había visto hacía ya seis años. La mujer con la que se había casado su mejor amigo, la mujer que estaba reconstruyendo el pequeño hotel de Alex… y quizá también su maltrecho corazón.

¿Por qué seguían fingiendo que no estaban interesados el uno en el otro?La fuerza de aquellos ojos la golpeó como una ráfaga de viento, pero Frankie Moorehouse enseguida se recordó que tenía que preparar la cena y seguir dirigiendo su pensión. No podía permitirse el lujo de quedarse mirando a un desconocido.Y resultó que aquel desconocido, Nate Walker era el chef que tanto necesitaba para su restaurante... así que se quedaría a pasar el verano.Resultaba muy tentador dejarse llevar por aquella ráfaga de aire fresco...

Uma lufada de ar fresco A força daqueles olhos atingiu-a como uma lufada de ar fresco, mas Frankie Moorehouse depressa se recordou que tinha de preparar o jantar e continuar a administrar a sua pensão. Não podia dar-se ao luxo de ficar a olhar para um desconhecido. Contudo, Nate Walker era o chef de que tanto precisava no seu restaurante, por isso passaria lá o verão. Amor Feiticeiro Era uma loucura fantasiar com um homem que via apenas cinco ou seis vezes por ano… A única coisa que Joy sabia daquele homem é que se chamava Gray e não chegara mais longe do que isso, exceto nos seus sonhos. Joy mal podia acreditar que as suas fantasias com Grayson Bennett, assessor político e sedutor nato, estivessem prestes a tornar-se realidade. Finalmente, Gray reparava nela e olhava para Joy até a fazer derreter-se. Mas, será que a doce Joy combinaria com o arrogante Gray? Desde sempre Não conseguia esquecer o seu cabelo ruivo, nem a sua pele suave, nem os seus olhos verdes… O melhor amigo de Alex morrera, no entanto ele não conseguia tirar da cabeça que Cassandra fora sua esposa. Cassandra era a mulher proibida, que desejava há seis anos, a mulher que se casara com o seu melhor amigo, a mulher que estava a reconstruir o pequeno hotel de Alex… e talvez também o seu maltratado coração.

No podía olvidarse de su melena pelirroja, su piel suave y sus ojos verdes… El mejor amigo de Alex había muerto, pero él no podía quitarse de la cabeza que Cassandra había sido su esposa. Cassandra era la mujer prohibida a la que había deseado desde el primer momento en que la había visto hacía ya seis años. La mujer con la que se había casado su mejor amigo, la mujer que estaba reconstruyendo el pequeño hotel de Alex… y quizá también su maltrecho corazón.