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Mr (Not Quite) PerfectJournalist Allegra Fielding needs to turn a normal man into Prince Charming for a story and she knows just the guy, her flatmate, Max. But Max refuses to be perfected and show Allegra that there’s nothing hotter than a man who’s a little rough around the edges…The Plus-One ArrangementEmma Burney might not have a man, but she has a very practical solution for that: the plus-one agreement. A guaranteed date for any occasion. The problem? Her date agreement is with gorgeous Dan Morgan and she’s been lusting after him for years…The Return of Mrs JonesSeeing his estranged wife, Lawrie, again on her thirtieth birthday intrigues Jonas Jones more than he’s prepared to admit. He hasn’t forgiven her, but he can’t say he’s forgotten her either. And while they may not be teenagers any more, there’s no denying the sparks that still fly…

He’ll stop at nothing to settle old scores! When Angelos Petrakos spies supermodel Thea Dauntry in a swanky London restaurant, he knows she’s not really the effortlessly elegant woman she seems to be… For Thea, Angelos’s reappearance is disastrous! Dining with a viscount on the verge of proposing, the last thing she wishes to be reminded of is the street-smart, quick-tempered girl she once was.A lucky encounter years ago with the gorgeous Greek tycoon enabled Thea to make something of her future. But Angelos can’t forget how she used him – and he’ll stop at nothing to bring her down. Even seduction…

It’s their last summer of being single! Off duty, these three nurses, and one midwife, are young, free and fabulous – for the moment…Ruby’s Diary:However much I might not be loving my rotation in A&E, there is one perk that makes my job more fun… Flirting with Senior Registrar Cort Mason is definitely a distraction, but a moonlit walk on the beach can’t be a good idea…and as for kissing him? Well, that’s deliciously dangerous!

I’m on a train. I don’t know which stop I got on at; I only know the train is going fast and the world outside becomes a blur. I should get off, but I don’t.The universe is playing a cosmic joke on me. Here I had my life – a good life with everything a woman could want – and suddenly, there is something more I didn’t know I could have. A chance for me to be satisfied and content and maybe even on occasion deliriously, amazingly, exuberantly fulfilled.So this is where I am, on a train that’s out of control, and I am not just a passenger. I’m the one shovelling the furnace full of coal to keep it going fast and faster. If I could make myself believe it all happened by chance and I couldn’t help it, that I’ve been swept away, that it’s not my fault, that it’s fate… would that be easier? The truth is, I didn’t know I was looking for this until I found Will, but I must’ve been, all this time.And now it is not random, it is not fate, it is not being swept away.This is my choice.And I don’t know how to stop.Or even if I want to.