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Jamie Canning has never been able to figure out how he lost his closest friend. Four years ago, his tattooed, wisecracking, rule-breaking roommate cut him off without an explanation. So what if things got a little weird on the last night of hockey camp the summer they were 18? It was just a little drunken foolishness. Nobody died.

My name is Hudson Newgate, but my teammates call me "New Guy". That was my nickname in Chicago, too. And Vancouver. That’s what happens when you keep getting traded. Brooklyn is my last chance, especially after my poor performance last season.

LobsterShorts, 21 ans Sportif, passionné de sciences en secret, super BG. SinnerThree, 21 ans Étudiant en finance, danseur en secret, super BG. LobsterShorts : Allez, je me lance. Pour son anniversaire, ma petite amie veut... un plan à trois. SinnerThree : Dans ce cas, tu es sur la bonne appli de rencontre. LobsterShorts : Tu l'as déjà fait ? Avec un autre mec ?

"Welcome to Vermont! The first three full-length novels in Sarina Bowen's bestselling True North series are yours to enjoy. The set includes: Bittersweet, Steadfast and Keepsake. You'll meet a grumpy orchardist who makes award winning hard cider, an ex-con ready for redemption and a tempting still-waters-run-deep sort of guy who was raised in a cult. And remember: farmers like to get dirty. Come for the hot lumbersexuals. Stay for the food, family and friends!

Once upon a time I spent an evening flirting with a handsome stranger in a bar. But before we could finish what we started, I lost my nerve and fled. Months later, I’m minding my own business at work one morning when a stranger lets himself into the empty brewery. Panicked, I call 911, and the cops show up to slap on the handcuffs. In my defense, I have very good reasons to be afraid. Also in my defense, I’d never met my boss’s son.

From Vermont's Green Mountains, where world class athletes are born and bred, come three gorgeous romances at one low price.

On an ordinary Monday morning, Ariel's phone buzzes with a text: Something's happened. I need to see you. Meet me under the candelabra tree ASAP. Her heat skips a beat. The message is from Drew, the only guy she's ever loved. The father of her child. The man who up and left five years ago without a word. The man who died shortly after in a motorcycle accident. The text upends everything she knew about the day he vanished. Only two things are clear: everything she was told back then is a lie, and someone is still deceiving her today.

Jude lost everything one spring day when he crashed his car into an apple tree on the side of the road. A man is dead, and there's no way he can ever right that wrong. He’d steer clear of Colebury, Vermont forever if he could. But an ex-con in recovery for his drug addiction can’t find a job just anywhere. Sophie Haines is stunned by his reappearance. After a three year absence, the man who killed her brother and broke her heart is suddenly everywhere she turns.

Keaton Hayworth III. muss in seiner Studentenverbindung in große Fußstapfen treten, immerhin gilt es, die Familientradition als Verbindungspräsident fortzusetzen. Doch der Biologiestudent bekommt es mit einem entschlossenen Gegenkandidaten zu tun, dem BWL-Studenten Luke Bailey, einem nervigen Außenseiter, der auch noch sein Zimmernachbar ist und mit dem er so gar nichts gemeinsam hat. Auch privat geht es bei Keaton gerade turbulent zu, denn seine langjährige Freundin wünscht sich zum Geburtstag einen Dreier.

Lark Wainright used to be fearless. Her life was a series of adventures, each one more exhilarating than the last. But her recent overseas adventure was one too many. Now she’s home and in one piece. Mostly. But her nights are filled with terror. When her best friend offers her a stay at the orchard in exchange for help at the farmers’ markets, Lark jumps at the chance to spend fall in Vermont. But her nightmares don’t stop.

The last person Griffin Shipley expects to find stuck in a ditch on his Vermont country road is his ex-hookup. Five years ago, they’d shared a couple of steamy nights together. But that was a lifetime ago. At 27, Griff is now the accidental patriarch of his family farm. Even his enormous shoulders feel the strain of supporting his mother, three siblings, and a dotty grandfather. He doesn’t have time for the sorority girl who’s shown up expecting to buy his harvest at half price.

The furniture district is my personal hell. I don’t know my ass from an ottoman. But when a hot designer comes to my rescue, I realize my problems are bigger than the house I’m trying to furnish.

On an ordinary Monday morning, Ariel Cafferty's phone buzzes with a disturbing text message. Something’s happened. I need to see you. Meet me under the candelabra tree ASAP. The words would be jarring from anyone, but the sender is the only man she ever loved. And it's been several years since she learned he died. Seeing Drew’s name pop up is heart-stopping. Ariel’s gut says it can’t be real. But she goes to the tree anyway. She has to. Nobody shows.

Get out there again, they say. It will be fun, they say. Free designer cocktails, they say. And that’s a game-changer. Until my ex shows up and I lose.my.mind.

What I meant to do in Vegas: Let my hair down for once and celebrate winning a medal at my first women’s hockey all-stars competition. What I actually did: Got senior prom drunk and woke up married to Brooklyn’s star winger, the great Neil Drake. He’s the heir to a billion dollars, and I barely survived my childhood. Our friendship is based strictly on hockey, takeout food, and smack talk. And now holy matrimony. We both know it can’t last - especially once his evil family gets wind of our Vegas shenanigans.

The mysterious allergic reaction I have at the hockey game is terrifying. But it’s just a little less terrifying when a big, strong equipment manager for the Brooklyn Bruisers saves the day. That’s how I meet James “Jimbo” Carozza. When I’m alone and frightened, he gets me the help I need and delivers me safely to the emergency room. Too bad I don’t even get his number....

The dreamiest player on the Moo U hockey team hangs a flyer on the bulletin board, and I am spellbound: Rent a boyfriend for the holiday. For $25, I will be your Thanksgiving date. I will talk hockey with your dad. I will bring your mother flowers. I will be polite, and wear a nicely ironed shirt.... Now everyone knows it’s a bad idea to introduce your long-time crush to your messed-up family. But I really do need a date for Thanksgiving, even if I’m not willing to say why.

I’m a man with too many secrets, so the last thing I need is a new roommate with a sexy smile and blue eyes that see right through me. Eight years ago, Roderick left town after high school. We’re not friends. I owe him nothing. But back then, I let one of my secrets slip, and he’s the only one who noticed. Part of me knows I should run far, far away. But the other part wants him to come upstairs and spend the night. But if I let him in, I could lose everything.

Das einzige, was unsere Freundschaft zerstören könnte, sind Gefühle, die wir für uns behalten... Für Chastity war es Liebe auf den ersten Blick: Seit Jahren empfindet sie für ihren besten Freund Dylan Shipley mehr als sie sollte. Dass sie mit ihm am selben College studieren wird, stand außer Frage. Doch dort lernt sie Dylan von einer völlig neuen Seite kennen: als Frauenheld. Nur in ihr scheint er nicht mehr als seine beste Freundin zu sehen. Aber Chastity ist nicht bereit, das Feld kampflos zu räumen - was sie in einer Nacht die Grenzen ihrer Freundschaft überschreiten lässt. Und seitdem ist nichts mehr, wie es war.

After I’m arrested for throwing a raucous party, my hockey team says I have an image problem. And I need to fix it, stat. Charity work? Check. Haircut? Sure. But I draw the line at hiring my neighbor to style me. In the first place “style” shouldn’t be a verb. And I’m tired of people who’d judge me on appearances. Vera and I don’t see eye to eye on anything. She wants me to try on clothes, while I just want to remove hers. She's distractingly pretty, with soulful eyes and a sinful mouth that likes to argue with me.