Showing results by author "Jesse" in Romance

When her mother emigrates to China for work, twenty-year-old Chizu moves in with 71-year-old Ginko, an eccentric distant relative, taking a room in her ramshackle Tokyo home, with its two resident cats and the persistent rattle of passing trains. Living their lives in imperfect symmetry, they establish an uneasy alliance, stress tested by Chizu's flashes of youthful spite. As the four seasons pass, Chizu navigates a series of tedious part-time jobs and unsatisfying relationships, before eventually finding her feet and salvaging a fierce independence from her solitude.

Marrying a slimy ass twice my age was out of the question, so I jumped at the chance to attend the exalted Moonrise Academy, even if it meant leaving everything behind. Friends. Family. My monster-hunting side gig. But getting beaten on my first day wasn’t part of the plan. Neither was looking like a fool in front of the hottest guys in school - three seniors who rule the school for that matter - but I’d done it all royally. And now someone wants me dead. Turns out this school isn’t exactly what I expected - they're on the hunt.

John F. Kennedy said he needed sex every three days or he got a headache. In the White House, he never had a headache. Kennedy met Mary Pinchot in 1935, when he was eighteen and she was sixteen. Twenty years later, when she was living in Virginia and married to Cord Meyer, a high-ranking CIA official, she was Jack and Jackie Kennedy’s next-door neighbor. In 1962, she was an artist, divorced, living in Washington—and Kennedy’s first serious romance. Mary Pinchot Meyer was more than a bedmate. She was Kennedy’s beacon light: his sole female adviser.

There she lay in all her glory...it was her: Dalia from the Wild. As she lay upon the manicured turf eating a fresh peach under a heavy tree, my mouth salivated as she sexily consumed her delicacy.

I had the double-edged dagger wrapped around his throat before the monster could even calculate his predicament! A surge of adrenaline kicked in, as I heard Christa cry out in pain. This caused me to dig deep with my sharp, deadly, instrument. It plunged into left side of the Guardian's main artery with great force.

After my first boyfriend Nelos vanished off the face of the earth, leaving me shattered and questioning even my own sanity, I sort of lost my way. And just as I started to find footing again, to come back from the pain, a chance encounter with a god ripped it all away. The last thing I expect is to meet three dangerous men who are too broken for repair - who need me and want me for reasons none of us can explain. But this desire, this fate, it's dangerous. It threatens everything I am and everything I might be. Because these men have dark secrets. Secrets that will destroy me.

As a divorce lawyer for Manhattan's elite, David Greenfield is privy to the intimate, dirty details of failed marriages. He knows he's lucky to be married to Blair - a Barnard dean and the mother of their college-age daughter, she is a woman he loves more today than he did when they tied the knot. Then seductive photographer Jean Coin asks David to be her lover for six weeks, until she leaves for Timbuktu.

Kat Purrowells is an occult anthropologist. She thought she would be teaching what she knew at a local college, instead she was roped into working for a secretive government agency, P.N.I., Paranormal Investigations. There are murders in the San Fernando Valley of Southern California, Kat has been sent in to try and help catch these supernatural killers, but will the cost be her life?