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Pippa Grant
Kirjat ja teokset yhdessä paikassa: 81 kirjaa, julkaisuja vuosilta 2019–2027, suosituimpiin kuuluu How to Troll a Guy in Ten Days. Vertaile teosten hintoja ja tarkista saatavuus suomalaisista kirjakaupoista.
81 kirjaa
Kirjojen julkaisuvuodet: 2019–2027.
He's a librarian by day and the ideal fake boyfriend by night. When it comes to women, I know what they want. And all day long, I give it to them. Dark, broody, and sexy? You got it. Need to laugh? I'm your guy. Desperate for something to put you in the mood? You've come to the right place, kitten. Every morning when my library opens, there's a line around the block, the ladies flocking to me in need of their next book boyfriend. I'm that dude. The one who knows his way around the romance section. And after years of study, my skills don't stop at the day job. Need a fake boyfriend, fianc , or friend-with-benefits? I know that plot. I also know to keep my heart off the table, because love is only real between the pages of a book. So when Parker Elliott needs a temporary fake boyfriend for a reunion, of course I step in. She rocks a mean guitar, she has no idea how sexy she is, and we have something of a history. Easy, right? Yep. Piece of cake. Except this time, I'm actually in danger of falling in love. Stud in the Stacks is 55,000 sexy, hilarious, sometimes embarrassing words, complete with tacos, romance novel love, unicorn parties, and no cheating or cliffhangers.
There are three things I hate: Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett. Mostly I hate Chase Jett. It's been ten years since he took my virginity-I'd make a bratwurst joke, but the unfortunate truth is that it would have to be a brat-best joke, and yes, it kills me to admit that-and now he's not only a billionaire, he's also my new boss. Turns out our hate is mutual. And this kind of hate is horrifically twisted, filthy, and banging hot. I just might have to hate him forever. Mister McHottie is the hilariously sexy romantic comedy that your mother warned you about, complete with an organic happy-ever-after (or seven), a Bratwurst Wagon, ill-advised office pranks, and no cheating or cliffhangers.
You don't know me, but you do know me. I'm your neighborhood hot mess single mom, doing my best to keep my head above water while running my little slice of heaven and keeping my youngest from shoving marbles up his nose, which is exactly what he's doing the first time Levi Wilson, pop star god, world's sexiest man, and my all-time number one celebrity obsession, walks into my bookstore. Related: I'm writing this from beyond the grave, because I've died of mortification and am now residing in an alternate universe. I have to be. Because Levi Wilson came back. And we had a moment. Like, a moment moment. The kind that makes me remember that adult pleasure isn't all about hoping the lock holds in the bathroom so your kids don't interrupt on the rare occasion you feel like taking an extra-long mommy-time shower. So when he proposes a no-strings fling? Count. Me. In. Thrill of a lifetime, right? Surely, nothing will go wrong... The Hot Mess and the Heartthrob is a rockin' fun, sexy romantic comedy featuring a celebrity panty-melter who doesn't know what he's been missing, a sassy single mom hanging on by a string, three adorable children who would never burst in on a woman when she's on a toilet (ha ), and shameless ovary-busting moments between a guy who never thought he'd be a dad and a family who thought they got along just fine without him. It stands alone and comes complete with a happily-ever-after.
If people have polar opposites, Luca Rossi is mine. His butt is in the baseball hall of fame. Mine's comfortably seated in the hall of lame. When he's not snagging fly balls out in center field, he's modeling in shampoo commercials. I once jammed my own finger while stirring cookie dough, and sometimes I forget shampoo is a thing. He's a total cynic when it comes to love. I make a living writing love stories. But after my latest broken engagement (no, I don't want to talk about how many times that's happened), it's clear he's exactly the man I need. If anyone can teach me to be the opposite of me, it's him. The first thing I want him to teach me? How to not fall in love. And as luck would have it, he's in desperate need of a fake girlfriend to get a meddling grandmother off his back. We couldn't be more perfect together, because the last thing Luca Rossi will ever be is the next man to leave me at the altar. Or will he? Real Fake Love is a line drive straight to the heart featuring a grumpy athlete, a jilted bride, a fake relationship, and the world's laziest cat. It stands alone and comes complete with sibling rivalry, the world's most awkward shower scene, and a sweetly satisfying happily ever after.
She can't let him score... Call it superstition, but when a guy bats as hot as Brooks Elliott, you don't mess with what's working. And what's working is him keeping his pants zipped and doing all of his scoring on the field. So when I hear he's planning to ditch his V-card now that he's been traded to baseball's lovable losers--aka my home team and my reason for living every March through October--I do what any rational, dedicated, obsessed fan would do. I make a plan to stop him. But the thing about stopping him is that it requires spending time with him. Lots. And lots. And lots of time. And the more time I spend with him, the more I like him. Not as the guy who's going to help save my favorite team and finally bring home a championship ring, but as the guy who's helping me in my quest to bring back the team's old mascot. Who also loves making pancake and bacon sandwiches. And who would do almost anything for his love of the game. But after all this time of jock-blocking him...do I even have a chance? And if I do, are we both destined to a life of celibacy in the name of winning? Jock Blocked is a home run of a romantic comedy featuring the world's most superstitious sports fan, baseball's oldest virgin hero, a rogue meatball, an adorable puppy with a cussing problem, and the best lovable losers. It stands alone and comes with a happily ever after more satisfying than a game-winning grand slam.
Never borrow pants from your brother. Especially if he's a size smaller than you are, because all that pressure in the junk will short-circuit your brain. And you'll lie to a woman in a club about your real name. Leave her unsatisfied after making out in a bathroom. Then find out that she's the one thing standing in the way of your dreams. And she very much doesn't like being lied to. Now I have to convince Lila Valentine--the woman I can't stop thinking about, my biggest regret, and my new boss--that I'm what's best for the baseball team she's inherited. If we can't work together to save the Fireballs, the commissioner's forcing a sale and moving them across the country. I'll do anything to save my home team. But the one thing I can't do? Keep my hands to myself. Which would be fine, if she hadn't been telling me lies this whole time too. Liar, Liar, Hearts on Fire is a rocking fun romance between a single dad obsessed with baseball, an heiress with secrets, baseball pants, a rundown team, and rabid ducks. It stands alone and comes with a guaranteed happily-ever-after.
He's the world's most alpha Marine and the last man I should be letting jingle my bells this holiday season. So why does Clint O'Dell keep running through my thoughts wearing nothing but a Santa hat? And why do I stupidly agree that we should be Christmas friends with benefits? Someone must have spiked my eggnog. I don't do Marines. Or Santas. I learned my lesson about both the hard way. But when Clint steps in to rescue me--from a murderous goose, a rogue reindeer, and the ghost of Christmas Right Now causing trouble in my bakery--I can't help but wonder if we're meant to be more than friends. If maybe Clint is the holiday miracle I've been praying for...or if all the magic will disappear with the season. Humbugged is a laugh out loud holiday romp featuring a Marine with a heart of gold and a baker in need of a hero. Complete with the world's most awkward Christmas caroling, a photoshoot with furry friends, and more naughty baked goods than is good or decent.
He's the world's most alpha Marine and the last man I should be letting jingle my bells this holiday season. So why does Clint O'Dell keep running through my thoughts wearing nothing but a Santa hat? And why do I stupidly agree that we should be Christmas friends with benefits? Someone must have spiked my eggnog. I don't do Marines. Or Santas. I learned my lesson about both the hard way. But when Clint steps in to rescue me-from a murderous goose, a rogue reindeer, and the ghost of Christmas Right Now causing trouble in my bakery-I can't help but wonder if we're meant to be more than friends. If maybe Clint is the holiday miracle I've been praying for...or if all the magic will disappear with the season. Humbugged is a laugh out loud holiday romp featuring a Marine with a heart of gold and a baker in need of a hero. Complete with the world's most awkward Christmas caroling, a photoshoot with furry friends, and more naughty baked goods than is good or decent.
He's the world's most alpha Marine and the last man I should be letting jingle my bells this holiday season. So why does Clint O'Dell keep running through my thoughts wearing nothing but a Santa hat? And why do I stupidly agree that we should be Christmas friends with benefits? Someone must have spiked my eggnog. I don't do Marines. Or Santas. I learned my lesson about both the hard way. But when Clint steps in to rescue me-from a murderous goose, a rogue reindeer, and the ghost of Christmas Right Now causing trouble in my bakery-I can't help but wonder if we're meant to be more than friends. If maybe Clint is the holiday miracle I've been praying for...or if all the magic will disappear with the season. Humbugged is a laugh out loud holiday romp featuring a Marine with a heart of gold and a baker in need of a hero. Complete with the world's most awkward Christmas caroling, a photoshoot with furry friends, and more naughty baked goods than is good or decent.
She's the last woman on earth I'd marry....again. Yet here I am. Saying my vows. Again. To save an alpaca. At least, that's my story. But the truth might be a little more complicated. I didn't want to let her go the first time. But now I have a second chance to win over my wife. We're older. Wiser. And hornier. This time, I won't fail. Hitched is a red hot, enemies-to-lovers laugh-a-palooza featuring a girl in need of a marriage of convenience and a man in need of a cold shower to keep from falling for his fake wife. They say opposites attract, but with Blake and Hope, they also combust...
She's the last woman on earth I'd marry....again. Yet here I am. Saying my vows. Again. To save an alpaca. At least, that's my story. But the truth might be a little more complicated. I didn't want to let her go the first time. But now I have a second chance to win over my wife. We're older. Wiser. And hornier. This time, I won't fail. Hitched is a red hot, enemies-to-lovers laugh-a-palooza featuring a girl in need of a marriage of convenience and a man in need of a cold shower to keep from falling for his fake wife. They say opposites attract, but with Blake and Hope, they also combust...
I didn't mean to kidnap the groom. It was an accident. Mostly... At least I didn't take much time to plan it. It was more of a spur of the moment kidnapping. Does that count? One minute, the town's bad boy is standing at the altar about to marry the world's most evil kindergarten teacher. The next, he's passed out in my Vespa sidecar with his bride hot on our tail. But I didn't have a choice I couldn't stand by and watch Jace O'Dell be blackmailed into a loveless marriage. And besides, what's a little kidnapping between friends? Okay, so maybe we're not just friends... And maybe I can't quit thinking about that night at his bar when he closed up early and had me on the rocks. And maybe this crazy stunt is going to blow up in both of our faces. If it does, I'm blaming the moonshine. Even though the only thing I'm hammered on when it comes to Jace is love-straight up, no chaser.
I didn't mean to kidnap the groom. It was an accident. Mostly... At least I didn't take much time to plan it. It was more of a spur of the moment kidnapping. Does that count? One minute, the town's bad boy is standing at the altar about to marry the world's most evil kindergarten teacher. The next, he's passed out in my Vespa sidecar with his bride hot on our tail. But I didn't have a choice I couldn't stand by and watch Jace O'Dell be blackmailed into a loveless marriage. And besides, what's a little kidnapping between friends? Okay, so maybe we're not just friends... And maybe I can't quit thinking about that night at his bar when he closed up early and had me on the rocks. And maybe this crazy stunt is going to blow up in both of our faces. If it does, I'm blaming the moonshine. Even though the only thing I'm hammered on when it comes to Jace is love-straight up, no chaser.
An underwear model and a geek with a secret find out that love in the era of the twitterati is complicated.
The world's sexiest firefighter is about to get a second chance with the virgin next door... He's bossy, arrogant, and so ridiculously hot he should come with a warning label and a pair of flame retardant coveralls. He's also the boy who broke my heart when we were in high school. I want to move in next door to Ryan O'Dell the way I want to be the virgin gamer geek suddenly in charge of running my sister's sex toy factory. Too bad both are written in my stars. Yeah, I'm the world's oldest virgin code-writing nerd. And he's the world's hottest firefighter. And even though he intimidates the heck out of me, I can't seem to control my libido when he's around. Where is my dignity? My self-respect? My panties? Seriously.... Have you seen them? Anyone? Maybe they're hiding in his bedroom. With my heart. Yeah, I know. I'm hosed. So hosed. Hosed is a steamy, fun romantic comedy between a firefighter and the virgin nerd next door, complete with a pet raccoon, scandalous gossip, and dildo football. (No, really.) This romance has no cheating or cliffhangers, and ends with a banging hot happily ever after.
The world's sexiest firefighter is about to get a second chance with the virgin next door... He's bossy, arrogant, and so ridiculously hot he should come with a warning label and a pair of flame retardant coveralls. He's also the boy who broke my heart when we were in high school. I want to move in next door to Ryan O'Dell the way I want to be the virgin gamer geek suddenly in charge of running my sister's sex toy factory. Too bad both are written in my stars. Yeah, I'm the world's oldest virgin code-writing nerd. And he's the world's hottest firefighter. And even though he intimidates the heck out of me, I can't seem to control my libido when he's around. Where is my dignity? My self-respect? My panties? Seriously.... Have you seen them? Anyone? Maybe they're hiding in his bedroom. With my heart. Yeah, I know. I'm hosed. So hosed. Hosed is a steamy, fun romantic comedy between a firefighter and the virgin nerd next door, complete with a pet raccoon, scandalous gossip, and dildo football. (No, really.) This romance has no cheating or cliffhangers, and ends with a banging hot happily ever after.