Winter Women

Compelled by deep instinct and the curious mind of a retired nurse, scientist, midwife, and nascent naturalist, the author retrieves a too-late-to-migrate monarch caterpillar from a December ice storm. She decides to learn all she can to care for the butterfly that soon emerges in her home while the second winter of COVID-19 rages outdoors. Each day of its longer-than-expected life brings new observations, challenges, and rewards, which the author shares with the listener as journal entries.

Rhett Carson was as cold as the ice on which he skated. He was as calloused as the hands that shot the goals that won world championships. He was also damaged. And broken. And he didn't know it, but I knew all about him...and his unfortunate connection with my estranged older brother. I knew why he was so bitter and angry. I knew why he was so cold hearted. But I didn't know why I let myself fall in love with him. And I didn't know why I couldn't stop - even when he told me to.

I'm in the midst of scrawling "I quit!" onto his fancy cardstock letterhead when my boss corners me. He needs a favor, he says. And then he asks how well I can act. Hudson Rutherford needs a fiancée. With his old-moneyed parents forcing him to marry some bratty hotel heiress and his hedonistic, playboy lifestyle at stake, the only way to get them to back off is to make them think he's truly, madly, deeply in love...with me - his third personal assistant this year. But I can hardly stand working for him as it is.

It was just a party. A silly little celebration with champagne and my best friends. As I blew out the candles on my divorce cake, I said good-bye to my failed marriage and embraced my future with open arms. But I didn't know the future was going to come in the form of a mysterious stranger sitting at the end of the bar, stealing glances all night. And I didn't know it at the time, but my future even had a name: Dante Amato.

Beckham King. Noun. Synonyms: None. Vanity wrapped in arrogance and tied with a wicked-intentioned bow. Obnoxiously attractive. Wildly talented in the sack. Everything a girl could want in a one-night stand. Don't ask him to commit. Don't expect a phone call. You only get one night. And God forbid you're the one girl deemed worthy of a reprise...Because you won't stand a chance. When an arrogant playboy's mind is set, there's abso-f--cking-lutely no changing it.

I believe in soul mates but I never wanted to fall in love with mine. Two men want my heart. One is everything I want. The other is everything I need. One makes me feel safe. The other makes me feel terrified and wonderful all at the same time. Both of them have secrets. But to be fair, so do I.

The last time my father beat me to a bloody pulp was the night he walked in on me with his woman in his bed. To be fair, she seduced me. And to be honest, I liked it. But to CPS, I was a victim. They shipped me to Utah, where my estranged mother lived with her husband and two sister-wives. And that's when I met her. My innocent, wholesome, perfect step-sister. Well, one of many. But Waverly stood out because just like me, we'd been fighting a losing battle our entire lives. Falling for her was a mistake, but shit, it's not like I ever made good decisions.

Derek Rosewood is never going to marry - ever again. Fresh off the heels of a bitter divorce, there are only three things he cares about: his daughter, his career, and his bachelorhood. An attorney by trade and happily married to his job, he saves the drama for the courtroom and keeps women at arm's length. Their fragile, sequined hearts are safer that way. And besides, he's not in any condition to offer them the love and attention they so foolishly seek from him.

Country music god Beau Mason has just announced his retirement from the business at age 30, and I've just scored the interview of a lifetime. My network is flying me to Kentucky for his final interview, and at his request I'll be spending a few days with him at his ranch. I should be thrilled. But I'm not. Beau and I have a history, and I haven't seen him since he obliterated my heart at the tender age of 18.

"Die Mütter zeigten uns ihr Muttergesicht. Die Frauen, die sie einmal gewesen waren, kannten wir nicht." Paula kennt ihre Mutter Charlotte schon immer als stille, zurückhaltende Frau. Doch als Charlotte ihr lebenslanges Schweigen bricht, entfaltet sich eine schicksalhafte Geschichte von Schuld und Verrat, vom Überleben im Zweiten Weltkrieg und von einer großen Liebe. Der dritte Band der Trilogie schildert das Leben einer mutigen Frau und zeigt, wie wichtig es ist, sich über alle Generationen hinweg voneinander zu erzählen.

Dürfen wir vorstellen? Isa Winter - unkonventionell, sympathisch, nicht zu stoppen. Isa Winters Beruf ist das Warten. Sie ist Privatdetektivin, und zwar eine richtig gute. Sie beobachtet aus der Ferne, bleibt anonym. Doch als Katharina Schneider ihre Hilfe sucht, ändert sich alles. Isa ist von ihrer neuen Klientin so beeindruckt, dass sie ihre eigenen Regeln bricht: Als Katharinas Mann während einer Observation kurz davor ist fremdzugehen, schreitet Isa ein. Damit setzt sie eine Kette verheerender Ereignisse in Gang. Wenig später stürzt Katharina Schneider vom Balkon ihrer Wohnung in den Tod.

An unforgivable crime. A murderous act of revenge. A killer with justice on their side. Once, the infamous Dahlia Rapist terrorised young women - and their parents alike - with his brutal acts of violence and sinister calling card. Today, Raymond Knox has shunned his former alias and is being released into society. But someone suspects that a monster still lurks beneath the surface. And when Raymond Knox is found dead, mutilated to match his victims, DCI Claire Winters is called in to catch a killer the public are calling a hero....

Years ago there was a silent witness to an act of evil. Now a twisted killer is on the loose, fuelled by revenge. Called to the brutal murder of a priest, it is immediately clear to DCI Claire Winters that the victim's death was prolonged, agonising...and motivated by a lust for revenge. The killer has been clever; there are no clues, no leads. But Claire Winters has never let a killer remain on the streets.

Five mommies are just one misstep away from entry into the elite Pacific Heights Moms & Tots Club. Everyone has a scandalous secret to hide, but who will be the next to fall? With just four spots remaining, will the five remaining ladies turn cutthroat? Or will their newfound friendships be strong enough to help them band together?

It was an innocent mistake...All workaholic real estate broker Addison Andrews wanted was one night of pleasure, and picking the right guy was no different than shopping from a catalog, thanks to the dating app on her phone. His name was Wilder, and his profile was blank - just a sexy picture of a man who promised every wicked intention of a one-night stand. The agreement was simple. One night. No last names.

Zauberhafte Nächte in der Stadt, die niemals schläft – Ein winterliches Märchen über die Liebe zweier FrauenDie kalte Luft New Yorks zur Weihnachtszeit erfüllt von Zimt, gebrannten Mandeln und heißem Punsch schafft eine festliche Atmosphäre, während die Stadt in bunten Lichtern erstrahlt. Doch für Clara, eine kreative Künstlerin, sind die winterlichen Abende oft einsam. In ihrem Atelier, einer umgebauten Lagerhalle, lebt sie zwischen Kunstwerken, eingehüllt in Nostalgie und die Last vergangener Träume.

She's so dark and delicious. But I've got my demons, as well. I thought coming to Hardtail would change all that. Straighten me up. Man, was I wrong. Because I met her. Hazel. I want her. But she's off limits. One, I'm her boss. For two, pain already shines in her beautiful eyes.

The moment Jude Warner walked into my life, he was just some handsome stranger in an expensive suit. A moment later I discovered he was my neighbor, both of us new to the building. Then he was the knight in shining armor who rescued my place from a late-night plumbing fiasco. The prince charming who offered me refuge and ice cream during a storm-fueled power outage. The bona-fide saint who volunteered to accompany me to my crazy sister’s wedding back in North Carolina. Falling for him was easy. Finding out exactly who he was? Earth-shattering.

Dear Melrose, The first time I met you, you were a stranger. The second time, you were my roommate. The third time, you made it clear you were about to become the biggest thorn my side had ever known. You sing way too loud in the shower and use all the hot water. You’re bossy as hell. You make my life all kinds of complicated. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t stop thinking about you. Truthfully...I can’t stop wanting you. I was going to tell you this.

Reed York was never my boyfriend. He was the pen. I was the company ink. Though if you want to get technical, we were more like colleagues who hated each other...with benefits. Everything was fine until the charming jerk went behind my back, stole my promotion, and became my boss - literally overnight. Refusing to work beneath him, I transferred 2,014 miles away to our Chicago division. But he’s just announced a last-minute site visit the week between Christmas and New Year’s, and he’s audaciously designated me as his "right-hand gal" during his visit.