Borrowed

Seit Kindheitstagen teilten Avery und Cade viele erste Male miteinander: den ersten Limonadenstand, den ersten Kuss, das erste Mal - und auch den ersten Liebeskummer. Als Cade am Ende ihrer Highschoolzeit ohne eine Erklärung mit Avery Schluss machte und aus ihrem Leben verschwand, brach für sie eine Welt zusammen. Nun ist Avery gerade für ihren Traumjob als Journalistin nach Boston gezogen. Ihr Freund vergöttert sie, ihre Karriere nimmt Fahrt auf, sie könnte nicht glücklicher sein. Bis ihr ein nur allzu vertrauter Mann in die Arme läuft. Cade. Sofort erwachen in Avery die Erinnerungen an ihre prickelnd süße erste Liebe. Unweigerlich fragt sie sich: Was wäre, wenn damals alles anders gelaufen wäre?

Psychologist Faith Corcoran is desperate to escape the stalker who’s made her life a nightmare for the past year—desperate enough to run to the one place that has been her nightmare far longer. Both boon and bane, her recent inheritance of her grandmother’s old house in Cincinnati offers sanctuary in which she can start her life anew, but requires that she face the dark memories that still resonate to this day. But she has no idea how close to home her fears still are. Two college girls have gone missing in the area, and FBI Special Agent Deacon Novak is called to work on the case. When his inquiry unexpectedly leads him to Faith, he finds a beautiful and brave woman he can’t help but fall for. Soon they’ll discover that this seemingly simple investigation is anything but. Reaching back decades into Faith’s own past, it will shatter everything she believes to be true and will give terrifying new meaning to flesh and blood.

A novel about holding on, letting go, and learning to love again. Now in paperback, the endearing novel that captured readers' hearts and introduced a fresh new voice in women's fiction Cecelia Ahern. Holly couldn't live without her husband Gerry, until the day she had to. They were the kind of young couple who could finish each other's sentences. When Gerry succumbs to a terminal illness and dies, 30-year-old Holly is set adrift, unable to pick up the pieces. But with the help of a series of letters her husband left her before he died and a little nudging from an eccentric assortment of family and friends, she learns to laugh, overcome her fears, and discover a world she never knew existed. The kind of enchanting novel with cross-generational appeal that comes along once in a great while, PS, I Love You is a captivating love letter to the world!

If faking love is this easy... how do you know when it’s real? When her partner of over a decade suddenly ends things, Laurie is left reeling—not only because they work at the same law firm and she has to see him every day. Her once perfect life is in shambles and the thought of dating again in the age of Tinder is nothing short of horrifying. When news of her ex’s pregnant girlfriend hits the office grapevine, taking the humiliation lying down is not an option. Then a chance encounter in a broken-down elevator with the office playboy opens up a new possibility. Jamie Carter doesn’t believe in love, but he needs a respectable, steady girlfriend to impress their bosses. Laurie wants a hot new man to give the rumor mill something else to talk about. It’s the perfect proposition: a fauxmance played out on social media, with strategically staged photographs and a specific end date in mind. With the plan hatched, Laurie and Jamie begin to flaunt their new couple status, to the astonishment—and jealousy—of their friends and colleagues. But there’s a fine line between pretending to be in love and actually falling for your charming, handsome fake boyfriend...

Aus den Augen verloren, wiedergefunden und doch den Neuanfang verpasst: Avery kann nicht glauben, dass ihre Sandkastenliebe Cade ihr ein weiteres Mal das Herz bricht. Verzweifelt zieht sie sich in ihre Heimat Kalifornien zurück. Doch am Ort ihrer Kindheit lassen die Erinnerungen sie nicht los. Tief in ihrem Herzen weiß Avery genau, dass es immer nur den Einen für sie geben wird. Aber wie viele Chancen kann die Liebe noch vertragen?