Wayward nights out that don’t go as planned; the righteous anger at those men with no talent or skill or smarts who occupy the most powerful positions in the world; the strange banality of madness and, of course, the hurt and indecision of unrequited love.For every woman surviving and thriving in today’s world, for every girl who feels too much; this is a call for communion, and you are not alone.

    "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me," I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how."I scrunch my brow. "How what?"His response is soft, the opposite of his burly personality. "How you don't see it."*******Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters"Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole?

    it was the first major Persian romance, written between 1050 and 1055 in rhyming couplets. This remarkable work has now been superbly translated into heroic couplets (the closest metrical equivalent of the Persian) by the poet and scholar Dick Davis.

    Pride has kept her from asking for help or even confessing her dire situation to those closest to her, most of all her well-meaning but overbearing mother.Brayden Young came to Sunset Ridge to slow down from his hectic lifestyle after a tragic accident last spring and never left. The charming small town has shown him there is more to life than persistent pursuit of wealth and prestige. He’s even adopted a dog. Much to his mother’s dismay, he has no plans to move back to Texas—or even come home for Christmas.Bonded by their desperate need to avoid their mothers meddling in their lives, Ava and Brayden forge a plan to fake a virtual relationship. A few photos should be enough to get their mothers off their backs.Except, the simple plan turns south when both their mothers announce they’re spending Christmas in Alaska.Ava and Brayden have to spend more time together if they’re to be convincing, which only blurs the line between what is fake and was it real. Feelings weren’t supposed to get involved. Oops.