Bøger af Meghan Quinn

"Will you do me the greatest honor of all time and be my bridegroom?" she asks, hope in her eyes . . . How did I get here? My assistant, bent on one knee, holding my hand, her expectant face waiting for an answer.Just . . . how?How did I go from being insulted by Charlee Cox to hiring her to be my assistant? How is it that she's chaos in color - making me crazy and my life better at the same time? I never thought I would be staring down at her bright blue eyes begging me to go along with this ridiculous scheme I suggested.Yes, I suggested. Like the idiot I am, I thought hey, why not start an HR nightmare and have my assistant ask me to marry her? Confused? Don't worry, so am I. But try to follow along, because this is how I became Boss Man Bridegroom.

For better or for worse, 'til death do us part . . .The better captured me; she's who stole my heart. And made me realize I couldn't live without this woman.The worse of her took my breath away--kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots. When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again. The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence.The third? I didn't know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry. But life isn't always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse--even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away. I'm getting married. This is forever, 'til death do us part.

He's hot. Like, stop breathing kind of hot with his killer body, vivid blue eyes, and constant five o'clock shadow.Did I mention his body?Watching Hollis Knightly, Olympic diving gold medalist, man-pony specialist-and cocky bastard-stand up on the diving platform in nothing but a small piece of Spandex? Yeah, I'm beguiled.And easily seduced.I want to keep things light but he won't leave me alone. And hell, if he's not wearing me thin.What is supposed to be a simple summer fling with a very hot man, has now morphed into a f*cked-up mess of feelings, attachment, and dare I say it...love. But I don't do relationships. And Hollis Knightly does.

In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish . . .It sounds so simple, to love someone unconditionally. To give them your heart.So why is she slowly eating away at my soul with every unanswered phone call, every unread text, and every door left unopened?She said yes, and yet, in order for her to be with me . . . I need to let her go.

Four lives. Four stories. Four sets of letters. Four brave souls in need of guidance while facing life's greatest challenges.The anonymously published Dear Life program is designed to help them step outside of their comfort zones, face their obstacles, and relinquish their demons...and prove their existence.With their lives teetering between wanting more and losing it all, all four souls dive into the program as a New Year's resolution, sending them on a crazy, life-altering journey. Dear Life, Please be kind. Yours truly, Hollyn, Jace, Daisy, and Carter.

A wild, sexy, and heart-filled adventure of two strangers who meet in the most unlikely of places. This laugh out loud and heartwarming romantic comedy from bestselling author Meghan Quinn will keep you on the edge of your feet as you fall in love with the second book in the Dating by Numbers Series. **CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE** I don't know what love is anymore.Well, that's not entirely true, but I'm going to tell you a little secret: I've lost the spark. You know the kind of spark I'm talking about? Where butterflies take flight in your stomach from two hands innocently colliding. Or catching your breath when you first meet someone attractive. Yeah, that spark.Except I haven't felt that feeling in forever; there is nothing left inside of me. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem--but I'm a writer on a serious deadline, and my editor is breathing down my neck for a romantic, Nicholas Sparks type love story. No pressure, right?That's how I find myself flying across the country to crash a wedding in the name of research, dress and heels stuffed into my small suitcase. It should be the easiest book research ever. Drinking some free champagne, basking in the love of two strangers, and tapping into my romantic side. That'll be a breeze. I'm a pro. I can handle this.Until I mistakenly end up in the wrong hotel room, naked as the day I was born, with the sexiest human I have ever met staring me down, wondering what I'm doing taking a shower in his bathroom. I don't think calling it "research" will get me out of this mess. But it will make for one hell of a story.

Never in a million years would I have pictured myself as an axe-wielding, dragon lady, chopping up multi-colored flannel shirts into my very own plaid mulch. But here I am, chopping away my frustrations. It all started when my brother, Paul, convinced me to go on one last family road trip across the Mother Road with him and my dad.. Just like old times, right? Wrong. What Paul fails to mention is his best man, Porter, will be joining us, who just so happens to be my childhood crush and the man who broke my heart four years ago. What is supposed to be a fun, family bonding experience across Route 66 turns into a war of pranks, awkward moments and bathrooms full of dirty flannel shirts and day old beard clippings. Paul's know-it-all attitude and Porter's devilish charm brings me to the brink of my sanity on my seven day trek across the United States with three bearded men in a small 1980's RV

Reese King: Olympic medalist, underwear model, Greek god.His body is chiseled from rock, sculpted by the weight room, and refined by water.On a daily basis his skin is completely bare for everyone to see, tan and defined, only covered up by a minuscule piece of spandex. There is no denying his sex appeal.I hate to admit it, but I'm head over heels infatuated with him.There is one HUGE problem though. His achingly gorgeous abs, inked up arm, and cocky swagger belong to my boss, the high-profile, reality star bitch from hell and certified heinous human being, Bellini Chambers.What I think is going to be an easy job assisting a glorified wench turns into a cluster f*ck of epic proportions.

What do ice cream and Sadie Montgomery have in common? They're both ice cold, but one taste is never enough.I wanted to be friends - I would have even settled for her seeing me as anything but a nerd - but there was no getting through. So just like any hard-headed, red-blooded man out there, I made up my mind.I'd make my coworker fall for me.I'd like to say it was simple, but like every other epic love story, all it took was one drunken night and a lot of naked courage to get the girl. For a moment, at least.Love with a coworker is never simple, especially since Sadie's trying to keep us on the low. Not to mention her persistent ex-boyfriend who won't leave her alone. But I've never been good at giving up, and I don't plan to start now.The whole thing is a recipe for a rocky road, but I plan to eat the whole gallon, no matter how bad the brain freeze.

From USA Today Bestselling Author Meghan Quinn, comes a hilarious romantic comedy that will touch your heart and cause you to roar with laughter as you escape into Rosie Bloom's attempt to write a romance novel.Her bosom heaved at an alarming rate as his rough hand found its way down to her soft, yet wiry briar patch... Can you say briar patch in a romance novel? What about breasts? Do bosoms really heave? Goodness, I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm a virgin attempting to write a romance novel and I'm having an impossible time trying to write a passionate and swoon-worthy love scene worthy of being published, thanks to my lack of experience. My two best friends encourage me to drop the pen, step outside my comfort zone, and gain some real life experience through multiple dating facets such as blind dates, online profiles, and random hookups. But losing my "flower" is proving to be much tougher than expected... This is the story of my awkward, humiliating, and slightly terrifying life, but like all romance novels, I know it will end in a happily ever after. At least that's what I keep telling myself. **WARNING: READ IN THE CONFINES OF YOUR OWN HOME DUE TO RANDOM OUTBURSTS OF LAUGHTER. IF YOU ARE ADDICTED TO CLIFFHANGERS, GETTING YOUR HEART RIPPED OUT OF YOUR CHEST AND FEELING LIKE A BULLDOZER JUST PLOWED THROUGH YOUR STOMACH, THEN THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU. IF YOU LIKE PEEING YOUR PANTS AND CRYING FROM LAUGHING SO HARD, THEN PLEASE CONTINUE READING.

When I found an eviction notice taped on my apartment door, I had two options: find a comfortable cardboard box to call home, or move in with Tucker Jameson. Seeing that cardboard makes me feel itchy, I chose the latter. Which shouldn't be that big of a deal since Tucker is one of my good friends. And because he's still pining after his ex-girlfriend and I'm trying to finish my nursing degree, there is nothing to worry about in the romance department, making my last semester an easy one to conquer.Boy, was I wrong. Rules are set, dinners are made, conversations are had, and a shirtless, swoony roommate walks around in nothing but a pair of black briefs, ruining me for every other man. Before I know it, I turn into a panting, lust-filled woman begging for Tucker to kiss me, touch me, and show me exactly what is hiding under those briefs. But with great orgasms, comes great consequences. Tucker might be my friend and roommate but he's also my best friend's ex-boyfriend, making him completely off-limits. At least that's what my brain is telling me, my heart is speaking an entirely different language.

BREAKING NEWS: The Bad Boy of Baseball, Maddox Paige, is totally and utterly whipped. Okay, that might not be the headlines in the newspaper this morning, but it's the reality of my current situation. It all started a month ago when I received a call from my best friend, Kinsley. She got a new job in Chicago and needed a place to stay. I've known the girl since I was five, what harm would it be to have her stay at my place for a while?Ha! Total disaster. Now instead of going out every night with my teammates, I'm couch surfing and sketching endless photos of my best friend . . . but that's the least of my concerns. The disaster, you ask? I'm rapidly falling head over cleats in love with my best friend, my roommate, and my number one fan. And she has no idea . . .

This isn't a story about a love triangle. There is no triangle involved. This isn't a story about an accidental pregnancy. Although having a baby with her . . . I would. This isn't a story about lies and deception, even though at times I've lied to myself. No, this is my story.A story about sacrifice. A story about a man who fell in love with the wrong girl. A story I wish I never had to tell. This is a story about the true meaning of the downside of love.

"Sometimes the wedding of the century calls for desperate measures. And sometimes those desperate measures are to pretend the person you hate most is actually your boyfriend. After years of working her tail off at her event-planning business, Maggie Mitchell is ready for a vacation. With nothing on her mind but R & R, she's enjoying the warm weather of Bora Bora when in saunters Brody McFadden, her brother's best friend and also her sworn enemy. Thanks to years of tension between the two-kicked off by a make-out session at her brother's wedding that ended horribly-Maggie has sworn to stay away from the man. That is, until she finds out he's in Bora Bora for his boss's daughter's wedding, hoping to use the trip to win a real future at the company. Maggie promised herself she wouldn't even think of work on the island, but as word spreads about the 'wedding of the century' taking place in the midst of her vacation, she realizes offering her services as a bridesmaid and planner could bring her business to the next level. The only catch? She needs to pose as Brody's girlfriend to get the job...while letting him stay in her peaceful bungalow. Tensions rise, irritation flairs, and despite years' worth of bickering behind closed doors, Maggie can't quite squash the sparks building between her and her new fake boyfriend, especially when she learns the real reason their first kiss was cut short. But as the wedding day draws closer and everything starts to go wrong, it just might be Brody who sends Maggie's business crashing down-and her heart along with it"--

"'How did you two meet?' It's the quintessential question asked to every couple, and the answer is usually some bubbly, lovey-dovey tale of being struck in the bum by Cupid's arrow. But Lottie Gardner's meet-cute was a little different. She was trolling a wealthy neighborhood in Beverly Hills, searching for someone to take her as his bride--you know, to make the arch nemesis who just fired her jealous. And billionaire Huxley Cane was conveniently stomping around the block like some sort of gorgeous ogre, mumbling about a business deal gone wrong. That's when they bump into each other. No sparks. No fireworks. Not even the first seed of blossoming love. But the next thing Lottie knows, she's scarfing down chips and guac, listening to Huxley lay out his problems, and then he tells her: He lied to a crucial client, and he needs a huge favor. A fake fiancâee. He's talking living in his mansion together, going on intimate double-dates, and pretending they're head-over-heels in love ... and engaged. It's ridiculous, but people do ridiculous things when they're desperate. And Lottie and Huxley both reek of desperation. So, she strikes up the deal. Except her one mistake might be accidentally falling for the incomparable, insufferable Huxley Cane"--

A spin-off from the #1 Amazon bestsellers, A Not So Meet Cute and So Not Meant To Be, Meghan Quinn brings you a heart-warming, yet hilarious take on an enemies to lovers romance.On the verge of a divorce, Ryot Bisley, former Chicago Rebels third baseman, and his wife Myla are forced to come face to face with their marital problems and whether they have more than just chemistry in the bedroom.

From USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling author Meghan Quinn, comes a fresh take on a romantic comedy classic, When Harry Met Sally. This steamy, laugh-out-loud, enemies to lovers romance is about an annoyingly handsome coworker and the woman who refuses to be charmed by him.Am I friends with JP Cane?Ha! That's laughable.Besides the fact that he's adopted some far-fetched notion from the movie When Harry Met Sally that says men and women can't be friends and work together, it's safe to say we're not friends. He's annoyingly loud, obnoxiously handsome, and has made an art out of poking all my hot buttons . . . multiple times a day.So you can imagine how disgruntled I am when I not only have to fly to San Francisco with him for work, but stay in the same penthouse. Yup, we're sharing the same air, twenty-four-seven. We're talking full-fledged working roommates.The man doesn't know what it means to wear a shirt, thrives off protein bars, and you guessed it, moans loud enough for people to believe he's Meg Ryan in a restaurant.Spoiler Alert: I WON'T be having what he's having.Tack on his continuous flirting and his polished good looks, and I'm caught staring down the barrel of a seductive temptation that makes it hard for me to sleep at night.But guess who can control herself? This girl.Because if there is one thing I know for certain, it's that JP Cane and I are so not meant to be.

Tessa is thrilled to be spending the weeks before her twin sister's wedding on the Greek island of Santorini. Then her sister decides it's time for Tessa to find some love herself: they made a deal back in high school, after all! Trying to avoid her sister's matchmaking attempts, Tessa finds an ally in her childhood crush, Myles, who works at the resort and is dealing with some family conflict of his own. Together they navigate their way through their families' antics-- and begin to realize that past feelings may have a future. -- adapted from back cover

From USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling author Meghan Quinn, comes a fresh take on a royal romance with a twist. Laugh out loud funny and full of some of her steamiest scenes yet, Quinn takes you on an unexpected, sizzling fairytale journey.So there I was selling bikinis out of my truck in South Beach Miami, getting ready to kick off a wet t-shirt contest when the world's biggest grouch approached me - Keller Fitzwilliam.The man had the sultriest British accent I've ever heard. And he looked like he just walked off a Viking boat and into a suit tailored specifically for his impressively muscular frame. Only problem is, he had the warmth of an ice pick and he kept telling me he was here to take me back to his home country.Of course, I didn't follow him. I might be up for a good time, but I'm also educated enough to know leaving with a stranger isn't smart. Well, that's until he mentioned my mom's name. My mom who passed away several years ago.So after some serious fact-checking, my bikini-clad bum went with him to a sub-arctic country I had never heard of just north of the British Isles, where I found out my grandpa was the king of said freezing country, and I was the one and only heir.Desperate to learn more about my mom, I decided to give this princess thing a chance.Good idea, right? Wrong.Because Mr. Ice Pick was put to the task of training me and he's not just cold as ice, he's pompous, aggravating, and possessive. And did I mention we have to share a bathroom in a tiny castle?We are oil and water every single day and even though he's training me to be queen, I have this simmering desire to kneel before him.

From USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling author Meghan Quinn, comes a fresh take on a romantic comedy classic, When Harry Met Sally. This steamy, laugh-out-loud, enemies to lovers romance is about an annoyingly handsome coworker and the woman who refuses to be charmed by him.Am I friends with JP Cane?Ha! That's laughable.Besides the fact that he's adopted some far-fetched notion from the movie When Harry Met Sally that says men and women can't be friends and work together, it's safe to say we're not friends. He's annoyingly loud, obnoxiously handsome, and has made an art out of poking all my hot buttons . . . multiple times a day.So you can imagine how disgruntled I am when I not only have to fly to San Francisco with him for work, but stay in the same penthouse. Yup, we're sharing the same air, twenty-four-seven. We're talking full-fledged working roommates.The man doesn't know what it means to wear a shirt, thrives off protein bars, and you guessed it, moans loud enough for people to believe he's Meg Ryan in a restaurant.Spoiler Alert: I WON'T be having what he's having.Tack on his continuous flirting and his polished good looks, and I'm caught staring down the barrel of a seductive temptation that makes it hard for me to sleep at night.But guess who can control herself? This girl.Because if there is one thing I know for certain, it's that JP Cane and I are so not meant to be.

Hollywood screenwriter Sawyer Walsh knows a good love story when he sees it. But when it comes to real life romance, he's a mess. That's how he finds himself standing at the altar...as his ex-girlfriend ties the knot with his very famous best friend. The pressure, the resentment, the media coverage -- it's all too much -- and before he knows exactly what he's doing, he's making a run for it, leaving a shocked congregation and flashing cameras in his wake. Needing to lie low amid the media fallout, Sawyer lands in the charming town of Canoodle, California, where he crosses paths with Fallon Long, who runs the Canoodle Cove Cabins, a family-owned business and Sawyer's new short-term residence. Overwhelmed with renovations and her long list of responsibilities, Fallon is struggling to make ends meet while attempting to bring the cabins back to their original glory. So when Sawyer arrives, she is grateful for the income, but immediately writes him off as just another vapid Hollywood hack, until he begins to prove her wrong at every turn. As Fallon comes closer to saving the family business, an undeniable bond forms between her and the handsome screenwriter. But the pressures of her family obligations and Sawyer's notoriety might prove to be too much for anyone to handle. Could Canoodle be the setting for a new romance -- or is true love just a Hollywood clichâe? - Back of book.

"When the Chance siblings, all unable to find love, reunite to plan the ultimate fiftieth anniversary party for their parents, they all must contend with romantic entanglements, sibling rivalries and the definitive end of their childhood."--

Auch die besten Pläne können schiefgehen ...Bram Scott hat bisher alles geschafft, was er sich vorgenommen hat:Ein Abschluss an einem Elite-College? Check.Eine eigene Firma aufbauen? Check.Der Schwester seines besten Freundes seine Gefühle gestehen? Dringendes To-Do!Schon seit Jahren ist Bram heimlich in Julia Westin verliebt - und nie hatte er das Gefühl, dass er gut genug für sie wäre. Aber nun hat er sich vorgenommen, ihr endlich zu zeigen, dass sie füreinander bestimmt sind. Und wie für alles, hat er erfolgreiche CEO hierfür einen ausgeklügelten Plan ...

"Luna Rossi is a veritable crafting genius--she can bedazzle and bead so hard her Etsy site is one of the hottest in the world. So it's only natural that Luna would convince her brother and his husband-to-be to compete on The Wedding Game, a 'do-it-yourself' TV show, for the title of Top DIY Wedding Expert. As a jaded divorce lawyer, Alec Baxter scoffs at weddings and romance. But when his recently engaged brother begs him to participate in The Wedding Game, Alec grudgingly picks up a glue gun and prepares for some family bonding. Both fierce competitors, Luna and Alec clash on national TV as harsh words and glitter fly with abandon. But as they bicker over color swatches and mood boards, they find themselves fighting something else: their growing mutual attraction. While Luna is torn between family loyalty and her own feelings, Alec wonders if he might have been wrong about love and marriage all along"--Back cover.

What happens when your secret crush isn't so secret anymore? I've had feelings for Eve Roberts for as long as I can remember, but because she also happens to be the twin sister of my best friend, Eric, I've never acted on my feelings and long ago resigned myself to keeping my crush under wraps. But after a terrible falling-out with Eric involving a failed restaurant venture and plenty of blame on both sides, I'm back in Port Snow without my best friend and without any direction. But can you guess who's here? Eve. And my attraction to her is as strong as ever. As old feelings rush back, Eve and I find ourselves pulled together, whether we like it or not. Lines are crossed, secrets are kept, and we soon discover that the difference between love and friendship may not be so black and white, after all. Everyone wants that secret crush to love them back...but will I be ready when she does?

Dear Mister.. . . no, too formal.Hey there sweet cheeks. . . no, too forward.*Clears throat*To whom it may concern,Full disclosure; before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer-because it was free.I think it's important to be open and honest with your co-workers, don't you?So here I am, being open and honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide.I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist? An egomaniac. An insensitive, arrogant prick. But what they don't know is your bark is worse than your bite. And that bite doesn't scare me. The fact is, I'd love that bite of yours to nip at my bare skin while we're both wearing nothing but sheets.For once I want you to look at me as more than one of your employees. And as long as we're being honest, that navy blue suit you wear? With the crisp white shirt? It really makes me want to loosen your tie and show you exactly who's boss. Love,Sincerely,Yours

"It took seven years to get that second chance... There are two little words every small-town man dreads: She's back. Harper Sanders, the girl who was supposed to be my forever, has returned to Port Snow, Maine, for good--and she's bringing back memories of our shared past. We once had a bright future together, but when tragedy struck, I threw it all away and pushed her out of my life. People in our small town think I'm cursed, but I know better. I did it all to myself. And now she's creating a life of her own in the place where we first fell in love. I can't fight my feelings for her--or the strong attraction that keeps pulling us together. But after all this time, can she forgive the past and fall in love with me all over again? Everyone hopes to find that forever girl... I just hope I haven't lost mine for good." --