Seven essays celebrating the beauty of the imperfect marriage. We hear plenty about whether or not to get married, but much less about what it takes to stay married. Clichés around marriage—eternal bliss, domestic harmony, soul mates—leave out the real stuff. After marriage you may still want to sleep with other people. Sometimes your partner will bore the hell out of you. And when stuck paying for your spouse’s mistakes, you might miss being single. In Wedding Toasts I’ll Never Give, Ada Calhoun presents an unflinching but also loving portrait of her own marriage, opening a long-overdue conversation about the institution as it truly is: not the happy ending of a love story or a relic doomed by high divorce rates, but the beginning of a challenging new chapter of which “the first twenty years are the hardest.” Calhoun’s funny, poignant personal essays explore the bedrooms of modern coupledom for a nuanced discussion of infidelity, existential anxiety, and the many other obstacles to staying together. Both realistic and openhearted, Wedding Toasts I’ll Never Give offers a refreshing new way to think about marriage as a brave, tough, creative decision to stay with another person for the rest of your life. “What a burden,” Calhoun calls marriage, “and what a gift.”

Chloe loves, loves, LOVES her special uncle Bobby. So when she learns that Uncle Bobby is going to be getting married to his boyfriend Jamie she's not at all pleased. What if Uncle Bobby doesn't have time to play with Chloe anymore? But after spending a fun-filled day with Bobby and Jamie, she soon realises she's not losing an uncle, but gaining a whole new one! An uplifting celebration of love in all its forms, this book is perfect for any child who has a special grown-up in their life.

The white dress. The diamond ring. The full church. The…missing groom. Molly Miller had become a cliché when Jackson Davis left her at the altar, but she’d crawled back from the heartbreak and embarrassment and was living her dream of running a successful bakery in San Francisco. Well, good riddance. She didn’t need Jackson, or any other man in her life. He’d gone and that was that. Until one early morning Jackson walked through the front door of her restaurant. And her whole world imploded.

Darcy Blackmore, head of the Blackmore vampire clan, is one bossy, arrogant, insufferable piece of work. He’s also my only hope. I have to stop my sister from marrying his brother. A loveless, arranged marriage would kill her, but she’s determined to go through with it to keep our family safe. Nightfall tradition demands a witch and vampire marriage—ASAP—or we’re out. Darcy’s solution? We pretend we’re a love match, trick our siblings into confessing they don’t want to tie the knot, and sort out how to save the town once the wedding bells are silenced—permanently. It’s not a bad plan. In theory. If only hate-banging Darcy weren’t my new favorite hobby. If only he’d kept his secretly kind heart under wraps and this fake love had stayed fake... Bad Blood is a red hot, enemies-to-lovers Standalone romance. Formerly titled My Big Fat Bloodsucker Wedding. Same addictive read, new title and cover. Keywords: Witch romance, vampire romance, paranormal rom com, laugh out loud vampire romance, steamy vampire romance, funny vampire romance, steamy witch romance, paranormal small town romance, romantic comedy.

Here comes the bride...and the flower girl! This springtime wedding is the latest occasion to be celebrated in Natasha Wing's best-selling series. It's the night before her sister's wedding, and one little flower girl sure is excited! But will complications on the morning of the big day bring down everyone's happy moods? Any little girl who has dreamed of being a flower girl--and their numbers are legion--will love this fun, rhyming story told in the style of Clement C. Moore's Christmas classic.

I can’t believe I have to go home to Nebraska for my sister’s wedding. I’m gonna need a wingman and a whole lot of vodka for this level of family interaction. At least my bestie agreed he’d man up and help. Too bad he had to catch a different flight than me. Then his plane got delayed. And finally—because bad things always happen in threes—instead of my best friend, his evil twin strolls out of the airport. If you looked up doesn’t-deserve-to-be-that-confident, way-too-hot-for-his-own-good billionaire in the dictionary, you’d find a picture of Will Holt. He’s awful. Horrible. The worst—even if his butt looks phenomenal in those jeans. Ten times worse? My buffer was supposed to be there to keep me away from the million and one family events. But Satan’s spawn just grins and signs us up for every. Single. Thing. Fine. “Cutthroat” Scrabble? I’m in. I can’t wait to take this guy down a notch. But somewhere between Pictionary and the teasing glint in his eyes, our bickering starts to feel like more than just a game...