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Clark Griswold was onto something, at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER. When Mom insisted that we all gather at my Grandparent’s ancient cabin for an old school family Christmas, I fully intended to get into the holiday spirit with the help of the three wise men, Johnnie Walker, Jack Daniels, and Jim Beam. But those boys did absolutely nothing to offset the shock or temper the sting of seeing my…

“She’s a nerd.” “Heyyyy!” “Okay, she’s a flight instructor.” “Better.” “He’s a ballplayer.” “The best that ever was.” “Technically, you aren’t according to MLB stats.” “See? Total nerd. She also has no filter.” “He’s no southern gentlemen.” “I had one last season to prove my worth.” “I’d never seen a game.” “He told me he was a player.” “She told me she was a lesbian.” “But you fell in love with me anyway.” “Yeah, baby, I totally did.”

В юности я заболела. Сразу внесу ясность. В юности я верила, что истинные, по-настоящему достойные внимания истории любви состоят из страданий или потребности в колоссальных жертвах. Вот почему моя вера была так крепка - потому что я вынудила себя верить. Я породила сущего мазохиста в сердце романтика, что и стало причиной моего недуга. Мне это было неведомо, когда я проживала свою историю, свою исковерканную сказку, поскольку была юной и наивной. Я поддалась искушению и вскормила этого пульсирующего монстра, который с каждым ударом, с каждым толчком, с каждым вздохом алчно желал большего. Трипл-Фоллс был совсем не таким, каким…

Can you keep a secret? ⁣ I grew up sick.⁣ ⁣ Let me clarify.⁣ ⁣ I grew up believing that real love stories include a martyr or demand great sacrifice to be worthy.⁣ ⁣ Because of that, I believed it, because I made myself believe it, and I bred the most masochistic of romantic hearts, which resulted in my illness.⁣ ⁣ When I lived this story, my own twisted fairy tale, it was unbeknownst to me at the time because I was young and naïve. I gave into temptation and fed the beating beast, which grew thirstier with every slash, every strike, every blow.⁣ ⁣ Triple Falls wasn’t at all what it seemed, nor were the men that swept me under…

— Она зубрила! — Эээй! — Ну ладно, она пилот-инструктор. — Уже лучше. Он бейсболист. — Самый лучший в мире. — Согласно Главной лиге бейсбола — нет. — Говорю же, зубрила. И язык без костей. — Он совсем не джентльмен. Сказал мне, что распутник. — А она мне, что лесбиянка. — Но ты все равно в меня влюбился. — Да, малышка. Полностью и бесповоротно.

Once upon a time… There lived an ambitious boy determined to become a man before his time. And a woman, and battered soldier who recognized the scars that marred his soul—scars which mirrored her own. Determined to help shape the warrior within him, it was their inexplicable bond that would forever alter his heart. And the loss of that love that would redefine his destiny. After all, nothing has ever been fair in love and war.

I was born to play and bred to win. My priorities were instilled in me early on—family and football. Those ideals led me to TGU and a coach whose ironclad principles mirrored my own. With one last college season to play, my goal was singular—get drafted. By realizing my NFL dream, I could save my family, our ranch, and the only home I’d ever known. Two birds, one ball. Playing hard was my only option, but there’s always a wild card. For all of my planning and hard work, I never anticipated falling for the coach's daughter. Harper was a fair catch, but who knew loving her could be the one play to throw my career before it started or that…

It started with a lie. A night of blurred lines between a teacher and a student. I wasn’t her student, yet it was the single most defining night of my life. I’ve never been the man she thinks I am. Most people have no idea about the life I’ve lived or the words that ring true when it comes to me—still waters run deep. But you’d be hard-pressed to find a coed on the TGU campus who knows otherwise…because I’ve never corrected them. The clock is ticking down, it’s fourth and inches with the ball inside the one-yard line and the focus is on me, The Guy on the Left. I’ve never felt like a football god, inside I’m…just Troy. It’s time to set…

Strike One-My mother named me Theodore after her favorite chipmunk. Not cool, Mom. I‘ve spent most of my life answering to Teddy, because I couldn’t make Theo work. Except for here. College. The place where all bets are off, and I’ve managed to redeem myself. There’s only one problem, my new roommate, Troy, is football royalty and looks like he stepped off the set of an Abercrombie shoot. Doesn’t matter, I cook a mean breakfast for his panty parade, and we get along well. And anyway, this year I got the girl. And she’s perfect. That’s right. Theodore Houseman, former band geek, now marching band rock star has finally landed the girl…

The vows are just the beginning… For Natalie, being the wife to the most sought-after rock star on the planet has its privileges, but in the last year, she’s been put through the wringer as far as the pitfalls. So, when Easton summons her to Mexico for a second-anniversary honeymoon vacation in the very place that brought them back together, Natalie becomes filled with hope to close the space between them…along with a special request. A request that leads them into a day-long exploration of sorting through their past—while trying to imagine the rest of their future together. They’ll soon recognize that in order to keep what they…

Thirty years ago, my father became the other half of a broken love story. A relationship he’s kept hidden for decades. Upon unearthing his secret through a series of emails in our paper’s archives, I began my search for the truth. Haunted by my father’s love story, and in my quest for answers, I never imagined I would discover a love of my own. Or that my love for Easton Crowne would be key in discovering the reason behind what split our parents up. Doomed from the start and knowing the havoc our relationship would inevitably wreak on our families, I could never have prepared for the toll it would take or the cost of the…

Ren Makavoy is one season away from realizing his Major League dreams. Unfortunately, his bad-boy reputation off the field has landed him in hot water. Ren swears his days of drinking, brawling, and seducing starlets are over, but management sees fit to bring in PR to clean up his act. Determined to prove himself as a reputable catcher, his plans of playing along backfire when he comes face to face with the woman who shattered his heart. She is the last hope of saving his reputation. And things are about to get a hell of a lot hotter.

"I met her at an all-time low . . . the worst night of my life—a time I never wanted to remember." "It was a night I could never forget." "When it came to women, I swore I was done with wishful thinking. Ball and my coaching career were all that mattered." "I reminded him it wasn't." "She was everything I was afraid of." "He was everything I'd ever wanted." "She was fire—an irresistible piece of southern heaven that I couldn't stay away from." "He was smoke that clouded me in every imaginable way." "And the sex . . ." "Dear God, the sex . . ." "I fell hard, and she gave me hell at every turn." "I made a…

Once upon a time… There lived a man with a vengeance-filled heart that held too many secrets. And a woman, pure of soul, intent on uncovering them. What they failed to realize is that through the storm their love would create… a legacy would be born.