Go lingerie-shopping with him. Pass out drunk with her on the same bed. Cry on his shoulder when you break up. Bore her with football talk at 3 a.m. Ask him for advice on how to keep your boyfriend happy . Watch a cheesy movie with her and cry freely. Ask him to rate your butt. Dance with her in your boxers. But never, ever kiss your best friend. In this sequel to the bestselling Just Friends, find out what happens when headstrong and impulsive Tanie Brar meets her equally crazy best friend Sumer Singh Dhillon after five long years of separation. Heart-warming and poignant, Never Kiss Your Best Friend redefines the rules of friendship with its story of a boy and a girl who are soulmates in every sense.

He's a hot high school chemistry teacher living in a small town. She's a globetrotting journalist running from her past. They used to be best friends. Then one kiss changes everything. Kate Fletcher is my kryptonite. She's also my best friend. Former best friend? I'm not sure what you call it when we grew up attached at the hip and then she left Silver Creek (and me) to travel the world. The important thing is: Kate is back. (Temporarily.) And I'm still in love with her. (Permanently.) But something is different now. The attraction doesn't seem one-sided. I don't think I'm imagining the heat in Kate's eyes or the chemistry crackling between us. But will that be enough to keep Kate here, when, for as long as I can remember, all she's wanted to do is leave? I'm determined to give her a reason to stay. Family. Connection. Roots. And me. I'll have to start with sparks and fire, but if I take this step, there's no turning back to simple friendship. And if she doesn't feel the same way, I might lose her again-this time for good. How to Kiss Your Best Friend is a sweet romantic comedy with all the crackling chemistry and sizzling kisses you want in a closed-door romance but no explicit scenes.

Goal: Find a boyfriend, get married, buy a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence, and pop out 2.5 kids. Deadline: Sixty days. That's possible, right? HAHAHA. *Faints* I'm kidding. Well, kind of. I mean, I'm not going to attempt a shotgun wedding or try to get knocked up by some guy I met on the internet, but there is no doubt that, this year, home for the holidays takes on a whole new, terrifying meaning. I have to travel from New York City-my home and safe haven for the last fifteen years-to my tiny hometown in Vermont for Christmas, my baby sister's wedding, and my high school reunion. Talk about a trifecta of single-doom. Throw in Callie Camden-aka my high school class's version of Regina George-and it's a recipe for certified disaster. Especially since my mouth ran away from me when she asked me if I'd be bringing someone to our reunion, and I told her to put me down for two. Gah. Now I can't go alone. But the online dating world is a cesspool of bad manners, speedy hookups, and outright weirdos. Handsome, single, successful-that's what I'm looking for. And it just so happens that my best friend Luke London fits all of the criteria. The only problem is best friends don't kiss... But maybe it doesn't count if it's pretend?

Harboring a lifelong secret crush on your billionaire best friend is poetic. Or is it pathetic? But ending up his roommate and having to see him walk around in a towel... It’s going to be a long, torturous death. Oliver and I are an unlikely pair, I’m the nerdy, shy best friend with frizzy hair—some might even consider me a charity case. And he—well, he’s the all-star. The jock. The golden boy. The moment I met him at fourteen, I was in L-O-V-E. What I thought was a cute crush turned into a lifelong secret. But don’t worry, I’m under no illusion I stand a chance. The endless string of skinny girls has solidified that my not-so-skinny ass isn’t his type. After my apartment burned down, he insisted I stay with him. That’s how one drunken night and a stupid game of “Truth or Dare” later, I woke up naked in his bed. Sounds like a fairytale, right? But after one night turns into two, then three, and so on, I realize that hiding my secret, Isn’t the hardest part about hooking up with my best friend. Telling him how I really feel, Could finally be my happily ever after. Or it could completely ruin everything ... And break my heart into a million little pieces.

It was supposed to be a simple kiss. That was all. Whoops. My plan was perfect: convince my best friend and school quarterback, Ethan, to be the final prize for my matchmaking test where the proceeds go to sending the band to Paris. Plus, if it matches me with my life-long crush, that's a bonus, right? What could go wrong? Apparently, a lot. First, the test matches me and Ethan. Which is easy to explain. Computers make mistakes all the time, right? Second, the girl I switch myself for seems perfect for Ethan. Maybe a bit too perfect. Third, my date with my crush goes horribly wrong and my first kiss tanks. Now, I'm pretty sure I'm destined to be alone while Ethan rides off into the sunset with his perfect match. Man, I've screwed up bad—especially when I ask Ethan the secrets to a good kiss. Big mistake. Feelings start to change and I'm pretty sure that our friendship isn't going to be enough anymore. Too bad I seem to be the only one in our duo who seems to feel this way. Some rules are meant to be broken. If you love best friends discovering their true feelings and intense first kisses, you'll love Rule #3: You Can't Kiss Your Best Friend. Grab your copy today! The Rules of Love Romance series contains full length, standalone romances that are full of happily ever afters.

Everyone knows the rules of friendship, right? Rule #1: Don't kiss your best friend. Rule #2: Don't have sex with your best friend. Rule #3: Don't pretend like it didn't happen the next day. Bailey Renshaw is my best friend. Kind. Sweet as a peach, and so beautiful it should be a crime. Since we were kids I've wanted her, and one time when we were nothing more than teenagers I kissed her. It was the first mistake I ever made in our friendship. Giving her my heart and hoping she felt the same were my second and third. That night she broke me, ripped my heart out of my chest and stomped on it. Anyone else would've hated her for it, but it only made me value her more, and realize that I would do anything I could to keep her in my life even if it was only as a friend and nothing more. As a permanent resident of the friend zone, I promised myself that I would never cross that line again no matter how badly I wanted to, and I wanted to, badly. Every time she smiled at me, licked her pink lips, or flashed her doe eyes my way I came a little closer to breaking the rules again... but I didn't. I couldn't do that to us. Until one night when we decided to break the rules together. One Earth shattering night together and I knew nothing would ever be the same. Friends, or lovers? I don't know what we are anymore. The rules no longer apply to us. Now the only question is, can we fix what we had before it's too late or is our friendship over for good? And all because of one single kiss?**Complete standalone with a happily ever after. Don't miss out on all the gooey goodness this book has to offer.**

The New York Times bestselling math workbook from actress and math genius Danica McKellar that teaches seventh to ninth grade girls how to conquer pre-algebra! Stepping up not only the math but the sass and style, McKellar helps math-phobic teenagers moving up into high school chill out and finally “get” negative numbers, variables, absolute values, exponents, and more. As she did so effectively in Math Doesn't Suck, McKellar uses personality quizzes, reader polls, real-life testimonials, and stories from her own life—in addition to clear instruction, helpful tips, and practice problems—revealing why pre-algebra is easier, more relevant, and more glamorous than girls think.