Nicholas Hunt is the man I hate.For good reason.His opinion of me is tainted by prejudice even before my arrival at his grandmother's estate, and my first impression of him is just as abysmal.His arrogance and icy demeanor make it clear that he's the type of man who's best handled at a distance.Fortunately, space shouldn't be an issue inside this Gilded Age mansion and its lush gardens. If I stick with the servants and he keeps to his sailboat and vintage Porsche, we should hardly cross paths at all. Unfortunately, at Rosethorn, I find that all roads eventually lead to Nicholas Hunt.Sparks fly as we spar at the dinner table. Fighting words are flung in the shadows of the palatial halls. We hang suspended in our hatred of one another, painfully oblivious to the heat and tension that build with every moment we're left alone. We're liable to kill one another, I think...right up until my eyes land on his lips and a new feeling grips hold of me: lust. What's worse? He knows it.They say you should keep your enemies close, but when Nicholas tightens his grip on my waist and draws me near, I'm not sure if it's out of loathing or love. One thing's for sure-I intend to find out.

An enemies to lovers, standalone novel in The Charge Men Series. A steamy, 18+ standalone novel. Nate Sullivan Keep this chick alive. Don't let her know I'm her bodyguard. What should be an easy task, something I'm trained for, and well practiced in, is a living nightmare. Presley is moody, thinks she's funny when she's not, impossible to track down, and highly unpredictable. As her Charge Man, I'm responsible for keeping her heart beating. The thing is, the closer I get to her, the more my own heart starts beating... for her. Charge Men don't ever fall in love. Especially with their infuriating Principals. It's forbidden. Presley Cohen I went into a protection program after my father tanked the world's economy. He is quite literally the most hated man in the world. Because of that, I'm a target. Gold Hawke, Colorado, isn't a place anyone dreams of visiting, let alone, living. It's a far cry from the glamorous, billionaire lifestyle I'm accustomed to, but at least I'm breathing. I created a redo bucket list. It's filled with things I would never be able to do in my former life in the spotlight. My new frenemy, Nate Sullivan, is infuriated by my list, but who doesn't want to join a roller derby team? Or strip at a strip club? Or ride a bull? Or make that exasperatingly attractive good guy fall in love with you? I have nothing left to lose.

Get this, I'm supposed to be starting a journal about "my journey." Please. I can see it now: Dear Diary, As I'm set adrift on this crazy sea called "life" . . . I don't think so. It's been seventy-five days. Amy's sick of her parents suddenly taking an interest in her. And she's really sick of people asking her about Julia. Julia's gone now, and she doesn't want to talk about it. They wouldn't get it, anyway. They wouldn't understand what it feels like to have your best friend ripped away from you. They wouldn't understand what it feels like to know it's your fault. Amy's shrink thinks it would help to start a diary. Instead, Amy starts writing letters to Julia. But as she writes letter after letter, she begins to realize that the past wasn't as perfect as she thought it was—and the present deserves a chance too.

Don’t hate the player… Achieve lifelong dream of becoming a reporter? Check. Land dream job working with her idol at the Brooklyn Daily Post? Check. Navigate working across the street from her college nemesis? Okay, yes, hate the player. But Jessica Romano doesn’t have time to be bothered by the likes of Alex Drake. She’s struck up a fiery online flirtation with a mystery man and—thanks to Alex’s family’s gossip website, competitor Click News—she also has a newspaper to save. But she is bothered by Alex. She’s bothered by the fact that Click News keeps scooping the Daily Post’s stories. And by how Alex always gets what he wants. And she’s really bothered by how she can’t seem to stop staring at his stupid, sexy face. Or how their competitive banter is starting to sound like familiar foreplay. Suddenly Jess isn’t just bothered by Alex; she’s hot and bothered. Hot sex and swoony romance are almost enough to make her forget the vast divide between old media and new…and the Romanos from Brooklyn and the Drakes of Manhattan. One-click with confidence. This title is part of the Carina Press Romance Promise: all the romance you’re looking for with an HEA/HFN. It’s a promise! This book is approximately 87,000 words

From New Yorker and Onion writer and comedian Blythe Roberson, How to Date Men When You Hate Men is a comedy philosophy book aimed at interrogating what it means to date men within the trappings of modern society. Blythe Roberson’s sharp observational humor is met by her open-hearted willingness to revel in the ugliest warts and shimmering highs of choosing to live our lives amongst other humans. She collects her crushes like ill cared-for pets, skewers her own suspect decisions, and assures readers that any date you can mess up, she can top tenfold. And really, was that date even a date in the first place? With sections like Real Interviews With Men About Whether Or Not It Was A Date; Good Flirts That Work; Bad Flirts That Do Not Work; and Definitive Proof That Tom Hanks Is The Villain Of You’ve Got Mail, How to Date Men When You Hate Men is a one stop shop for dating advice when you love men but don't like them. "With biting wit, Roberson explores the dynamics of heterosexual dating in the age of #MeToo" — The New York Times

Executive coach Jane Boucher gives tips and strategies on how to cope with irritating bosses and co-workers, fall back in love with your job and improve at-work self-esteem. Also a section on how employers can motivate workers.

We've all been there – the family dinners turned full-fledged political debates, the awkward chat in the kitchen at work, the difficulty of discussing politics on a first date or even at dinner with a long-time partner. Today's divisive climate – and the seemingly neverending circus of Brexit – has made discussion of current events uncomfortable and often uncivil. So, how exactly do we find ways to reach across the aisle to those whose views we find unpalatable? Psychotherapist and lifetime liberal Jeanne Safer hopes to shed some light on the situation. Combining her professional expertise with personal experience gleaned from over forty years of happy marriage to her stalwart conservative husband Richard Brookhiser, as well as a wealth of interviews with politically mixed couples, Safer offers frank advice for salvaging and strengthening relationships strained by political differences. Part relationship guide, part anthropological study, I Love You, But I Hate Your Politics is a helpful and entertaining how-to for anyone who has felt they are walking on eggshells in these increasingly uncertain times.