Resultado narrado por "Andy Harrington" em Todas as categorias

This collection was published in 1923 and won the Pulitzer Prize for the author in the following year. It is laid out in three main sections. The first is a lengthy poem, titled New Hampshire, the name being given to the entire collection. The second section bears the title "Notes", and consists of 14 poems, including the mini drama, "The Witch of Coös". The final section, which contains 30 poems, many of which are very short, is titled "Grace Notes."

Yeah, I shouldn’t have kissed Natalie Slater. Not on the porch. Or at the beach. Or in the storage closet. Especially not the storage closet. But to be fair, she kissed me first. Six months later, I’m still thinking about it. Trouble is, I’ve made promises that tie me to our small town, while Natalie can’t wait to escape. I’ve got no business pursuing her or my secret ambitions. My future’s set, and people here are depending on me. Too bad my gut’s not listening to reason, and I'm being pulled toward different dreams: the career I’ve always wanted, and the woman whose smile I can’t forget.

Upon waking up in the Emerald City, Dorothy discovers that Princess Ozma is missing. In Quadling Country, Glinda finds that her magical Great Book of Records is also missing. She sends a message to the Wizard for help, but the Wizard cannot find his magic tools either. A search party is formed to track down the dear princess and all the missing magic. Over in Winkie Country, Cayke the Cookie Cook is missing her diamond studded golden dishpan and enlists the Yips advisor, Frogman, to assist her in locating it. Where has all the magic gone and what will become of Princess Ozma?

Beau Slater sure brings the fireworks. Too bad they’re not the good kind. My brother’s best friend was so smoking hot, he blew up our small-town graduation night with one humiliating almost-kiss. It took me five years, one potential dream job, and three thousand miles to diffuse that horrifying memory. So when my worst enemy and I are forced together by our meddling mothers for a first-ever Christmas in July, I can’t risk Beau reigniting my heart. Which means I’m probably supremely stupid to enlist him in my plot to teach our manipulative families a lesson.

She could be the one. I’ve spent twelve years caring for my niece Maddie who I adopted after my sister died. Having a daughter has made me picky when it comes to the women I spend time with. Not to mention dealing with the pressure of being a college football coach. But when I spot MJ at a mutual friend’s wedding, something draws me toward her. My friend tells me to forget about her, but how can I when she becomes Maddie’s art teacher and our paths cross again?

Playing nursemaid to Bradford “Three” Fuller is the last thing I need for Christmas. But for the next few days, I’m stuck in charge of my ex’s sparkling eyes, his ridiculous abs, and his (mostly) accidental kisses. I don’t have a choice. You see, Three’s only hurt because of me. And not like he hurt me a decade ago. Like … I literally concussed the man with a fire extinguisher. Still, a make-or-break mission for my parents is what brought me back to the small town where he crushed my tender heart in the first place.

Prince Inga, aided by three magic pearls, is set to rule the island of Pingaree. King Rinkitink arrives with his talking goat, Bilbil, determined to take a vacation on Pingaree. Inga's father, King Kitticut, is captured by Regos' invaders along with all the rest of the people of Pingaree except for Rinkitink, Bilbil, and Inga himself.

I'll be home for Christmas…alone was the plan, but everything changes when I bump into a handsome stranger who always seems to be in the right place at the right time. So there's a new plan, a plan that involves a casual holiday fling. Merry Christmas to me. But spending the holidays with Park Bradshaw in my charming hometown turns into Mission Impossible when I find out his knife skills go way beyond carving the Christmas ham.

How did I become a washed-up lawyer at the ripe age of twenty-six? I’ll tell you. Connor Freaking Quinn. He’s to blame. He’s cocky and big-headed, the devil himself. When he shows up at my new job, to apologize, I’d just as soon torture him than talk to him. The problem is, the longer I’m away from the courtroom, I can’t help but realize I prefer a much different court. I hate being wrong. But I’m not wrong about Connor. So what if he helps at an underprivileged school and can wear the heck out of a pair of—Never mind. He’s the devil. End of story.

I, Amelia Quinn, am dating again. I must be out of practice though because I sat down at the wrong man’s table…and kissed him. And now I’m wrapped up in the middle of an FBI case… DREAM COME TRUE! Except the super sexy agent doesn’t want my help solving this case. I, Caleb Harris, am a stupid, stupid man. Nothing says rookie agent like kissing a civilian just to get rid of her.

Cap'n Bill and a little girl named Trot are out in their rowboat when a whirlpool capsizes their craft. Finding themselves in an underwater cave, they meet up with an Ork. Further along their journey, they run into Button-Bright, the little boy from The Road to Oz, who has seemingly lost his way once again. The group learns of the unjust behavior of King Krewl, who has cut off Jinxland from the rest of Oz, and how the rightful king's daughter, Gloria, is being forced to marry old Googly-Goo, despite her being in love with Pon, the gardener's son.

My long-term boyfriend just broke up with me, and I swore off men for the new year because of it. So, when I need a date to appease my mother during her southern society events, I’m forced to look into boyfriends of the fake variety. Bennett is quick to jump to the task. And the more time we spend together, the more I realize why I had a crush on him years ago…

When a tabloid breaks a false story that I'm in a relationship with my co-star, Cody Banner, I'm positive my acting career is over before it's even begun. I'm Done. Finished. But approval ratings skyrocket overnight, putting the rumors on the front page of every news outlet. Now I'm forced to make a deal with Hollywood's most notorious bad boy and chain dater. It's either go along with the fake-dating charade or single-handedly bring down both our careers. No, big deal. If only the lines between fake and real weren't starting to blur.

I'm avoiding my ex like the plague—like a really, really handsome plague. While Trey's risen to fame in the NFL, my life has gone so far off track I've derailed and am careening into a ditch. So I promised myself I'd never love again. It's too risky—a woman can only take so much disappointment. Giving us another chance is a mistake my future and my heart can't afford.

Falling in love is easy. Finding the right guy to spend happily ever after with... that's the hard part. But I have a foolproof plan. I'm taking the tropes that work in romance books and applying them to my love life. Only one bed? Never fails. Caring for someone when they're sick? A classic. Who did this to you? Seals the deal every single time. So long, loneliness. Don't let the door hit you on the way out. But the more I try to force romance, the more feelings naturally progress with the one man who's off limits: Walker Collins, the guy I've had a secret crush on since 7th grade.

Confession: I'm attracted to my student's dad. Let me give you Tyler Dixon's resume: thoughtful, manly, father of the year, widower, ridiculously attractive (basically the opposite of a dad bod). This might sound like good news for someone like me—someone who dreams of getting married and becoming a mom—but it's not. Getting involved with a parent is grounds for immediate removal at my school, and right now, my fragile heart can't handle being fired.

Ben and I are just friends. We've tried to be more, but it never works. There's no chemistry between us. At least that's the story I tell everyone. Truth is, I'm pining for Ben. HARD. Like Taylor Swift, You Belong With Me, hard. I don't know what happened. Suddenly, his casual touch is fire, and his easy smile stops my heart. But Ben has put me in the friend zone. Permanently. His supermodel girlfriend and him setting me up with a pro football player confirm this.

Tiny Little Lie #1: I want the new resort in Turks and Caicos to open on schedule. Tiny Little Lie #2: I'm not falling for Luke McKenna. Unfortunately, those tiny little lies snowballed into something bigger. Much bigger. Now I'm stuck. It sounds bad. But I'm not a bad person. I'm doing the right thing...I think. I'm telling myself I'm a superhero in heels, saving people I care about.

I got dumped. And not by just some woman. By the love of my life—a heart-crushing blow. Now, we're going to be together all weekend at my friend's destination wedding. It's no problem. Not awkward at all. I've had two months to construct a heart of stone. Seeing Remi again will be easy. The hard part? Pretending like I'm not still in love with her when really, all I want is a second chance.

Eating carbs and forgetting to fold the laundry aren’t my only talents. I'm also proficient at speaking without thinking. Which is how I ended up confessing my love to a stranger at the grocery store. The same stranger who also happens to be a firefighter—a very grumpy one—for the exact fire station I owe a debt to.