Alexis Hall

(Ál)pasi kerestetik! Olyan, aki gyakorlatilag minden szempontból tökéletes. Luc O'Donnell érintőlegesen - és legnagyobb bánatára - híres. Még gyerek volt, amikor rocksztár szülei elváltak. Apja, akivel soha nem találkozott, a következő húsz évet hellyel-közzel az elvonón töltötte. Most visszatért, és Luc a nyilvánosság kereszttüzében találja magát. Egyetlen kompromittáló fotó elég ahhoz, hogy tönkretegye az életét. Luc csak úgy tudja rendbe hozni a hírnevét, ha talál magának egy rendes fiatalembert, akivel párkapcsolatra léphet... Oliver Blackwood pontosan ilyen rendes fiatalember. Ügyvéd, etikai megfontolásokból vegetáriánus, és soha életében nem keveredett botrányba. Szóval: tökéletes pasialapanyag. Lucben és Oliverben sajnos semmi közös nincs azon kívül, hogy melegek, szinglik, és mindkettőjüknek égető szüksége van egy párra, akivel megjelenhetnek egy számukra fontos eseményen. Alkut kötnek tehát, hogy eljátsszák egymás (ál)pasiját, amíg el nem csitul a vihar, utána pedig mind- egyikük mehet a maga útjára, és mintha mi sem történt volna, élheti tovább az életét. Csakhogy az a helyzet az álrandizással, hogy nagyon hasonlít az igazi randizáshoz. Közben szépen hozzászoksz a másikhoz... Sőt, kezdesz beleszeretni... És onnantól fogva már soha többé nem akarod elengedni.

Wanted: One (very real) husband Nowhere near perfect but desperately trying his best Two years ago, Luc O'Donnell and Oliver Blackwood met, pretended to fall in love, fell in love for real, dealt with heartbreak and disappointment and family and friends...and somehow figured out a way to make it all work. Now it seems like everyone around them is getting married, and Luc's feeling the social pressure to propose. That's what you do when you love someone this desperately, right? But it'll take more than four weddings, a funeral, and a hotly contested rainbow balloon arch to get this semi-disgraced son of former rock stars and his tightly-buttoned-up boyfriend from I don't know what I'm doing to 'I do'. Good thing Oliver is such perfect husband material.

A lush, sweeping queer historical romance from the bestselling author of Boyfriend Material - perfect for fans of Bridgerton, Evie Dunmore, and Lisa Kleypas! When Viola Carroll was presumed dead at Waterloo she took the opportunity to live, at last, as herself. But freedom does not come without a price, and Viola paid for hers with the loss of her wealth, her title, and her closest companion, Justin de Vere, the Duke of Gracewood. Only when their families reconnect, years after the war, does Viola learn how deep that loss truly was. Shattered without her, Gracewood has retreated so far into grief that Viola barely recognises her old friend in the lonely, brooding man he has become. As Viola strives to bring Gracewood back to himself, fresh desires give new names to old feelings. Feelings that would have been impossible once and may be impossible still, but which Viola cannot deny. Even if they cost her everything, all over again.

FAKE AMNESIA. REAL FEELINGS? REAL PROBLEMS. Sam Becker loves?or, okay, likes?his job. Sure, managing a bed and bath retailer isn't exactly glamorous, but it's good work and he gets on well with the band of misfits who keep the store running. He could see himself being content here for the long haul. Too bad, then, that the owner is an infuriating git. Jonathan Forest should never have hired Sam. It was a sentimental decision, and Jonathan didn't get where he is by following his heart. Determined to set things right, Jonathan orders Sam down to London for a difficult talk…only for a panicking Sam to trip, bump his head, and maybe accidentally imply he doesn't remember anything? Faking amnesia seemed like a good idea when Sam was afraid he was getting sacked, but now he has to deal with the reality of Jonathan's guilt?as well as the unsettling fact that his surly boss might have a softer side to him. There's an unexpected freedom in getting a second shot at a first impression…but as Sam and Jonathan grow closer, can Sam really bring himself to tell the truth, or will their future be built entirely on one impulsive lie?