When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

There's no place like home for the holidays ... especially for Lesley Carver. Life in the big city just wasn't her jam and now she's back in Hickory Falls, working at the family diner and helping her mom after she took a tumble. Lesley longs to build a life here, working at the cafe, selling her handmade ornaments and ... er, apparently reviving her high school crush on her best friend’s older brother. Only one problem, her mom wants her to leave Hickory Falls far behind.

It’s 1984, and life has changed beyond recognition. Airstrip One, formerly known as Great Britain, is a place where Big Brother is always watching, and nobody can hide. Except, perhaps, for Winston Smith. Whilst working at the Ministry of Truth, rewriting history, he secretly dreams of freedom. And in a world where love and sex are forbidden, where it’s hard to distinguish between friend and foe, he meets Julia and O’Brien and vows to rebel.

Tilly Farriday isn’t feeling very jolly this season. Recently divorced and broke, she’s squatting in one of her rental agency’s properties until her new home is ready. The sprinkles on top of the burnt Christmas cookie that is her life? The new owner shows up early, forcing Tilly to hide in the attic to save her job…and what remains of her dignity.

My fiancé brought me tea and scrambled eggs in bed that morning, and we snuggled together, talking about buying our rings, and about our perfect wedding next year. Then we headed into town. He held my hand and gazed at the ring I liked best, a smile spreading slowly over his face. Then a glass of bubbly to celebrate. I felt flushed, excited and ready for the rest of my life with the man I loved. We race to get on the train home. It screams to a halt and I run towards its open doors. Made it. I think he’s right behind me — but when I turn around, he’s gone.

First published in 1843, it tells the story of Ebenezer Scrooge, a mean and unpleasant man who dislikes people generally and Christmas especially. One Christmas Eve he is visited by the ghost of his former business partner Jacob Marley and the spirits of Christmas Past, Present and Yet to Come and given a glimpse of the many homes and lives which Scrooge has touched in his wretched life to date. After their visits, Scrooge is transformed into a kinder, gentler man.

When Heather McKinley dreamed of becoming a doctor, she imagined curing sick kids and sporting pink stethoscopes. She never anticipated the sleepless nights, grueling exams, and endless labs. And she certainly never knew that her medical school earned the nickname Dead Med thanks to the tragic history of students overdosing on illegal drugs. But Heather would never consider doing anything like that. That is, until her longtime boyfriend dumps her, she finds herself failing anatomy, and her world starts to crumble.

Clark Griswold was onto something...at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER.

As the days grow shorter and the temperature drops, Halloween approaches. Come, brave listener, pull up a chair, and spend some time with master storyteller Stephen Fry as he tells us some of his favourite ghost stories of all time, in truly terrifying spatial audio. From the headless horseman of Sleepy Hollow to the tortured spirits of M.R. James, from Edgar Allan Poe’s terrifying tale of a doppelganger to Charlotte Riddell’s Open Door that should definitely stay shut, join Stephen as he tells you some truly terrifying tales.

Oakland-bred LaVeesha “Vee” Gilliam (Coco Jones) is a determined single mother of an autistic son and a gifted aspiring coder. When Vee loses her job as a food-services worker at the onsite restaurant at Grapengine, a large Silicon Valley tech company, she’s unable to pay for her son’s much-needed specialized education. By a twist of fate, mistaken identity, and her tech skills, Vee meets Troy Wilson (Keith Powers), the company’s wealthy founder and CEO and a wunderkind in the tech industry, who believes that Vee is a college-educated techie who works at his company.

How do you go from a homeless maid to a billionaire’s wife in one simple step? Get caught sleeping in his bed. Grant Barclay is a penny-pinching, drop-dead gorgeous god in a tailored suit, forced to marry to inherit his family estate. A Barclay parting from a single cent more than necessary when he divorces that unwanted wife someday? Preposterous. I’m a starving artist who’s always looking for the bright side. Getting hired as his maid the same day I was fired for ruining his suit makes me think I’ve hit the jackpot. But, a misunderstanding (not my fault, I swear!) leads to a new ...

Nine years ago, I had a one night stand with a billionaire mafia heir, He claimed every inch of my innocent body and left me pregnant. My attempts to find him led me to his grandfather. “Andrew is dead, leave the baby with me and disappear I’ll pay you” were his words Pregnant, broke and alone I ran. We were getting by until the blue eyed devil reappeared. Andrew isn’t dead. . . far from it. He's the new lead surgeon, my boss. Thanks to a brain injury he doesn’t remember me. So I’m stuck hiding in plain sight watching his skilled hands mend wounds while hiding mine. Then I find ...

I never expected a one-night stand with a stranger to nearly get me killed. I discovered my boyfriend was unfaithful so naturally I went out with my best friend to dance the blues away. Cue the sexy guy watching me intently from across the room. An unexpected night of passion left me feeling confused and vulnerable. Thinking perhaps I had been too impulsive, I tossed the piece of paper containing his phone number in the trash. The next semester of classes began and I was mortified to find the silver fox with the captivating eyes was my new literature professor. We began to play a game of ...

He’s not supposed to be here. I’m not supposed to see him naked. I’m not supposed to stand here, mouth wide open, staring, admiring. He’s my best friend’s dad. When Kayla asks me to come for a getaway at her dad’s place outside the city, I figure, why not? We’re supposed to have the place to ourselves. Then I see him, Lukas. All of him! Clearly, he doesn’t know we’re here. Did he see me? I don’t know. I’d die of embarrassment if he did. He keeps dropping hints that he knows I saw him swimming naked, seeming to enjoy it. I soon wonder if he has the hots for me, which ...

This silver fox is so off-limits, he practically has “do not touch” tattooed across his forehead. But with my eyes closed in his dark bedroom, I can’t see it anyway. Oh well! My life is in shambles, and I desperately need a job. My stepmom suggests I take a nanny position for her cousin—who I’ve been at odds with since the day we met. Connor is almost twice my age and the biggest jerk ever. But his body is brutally hot. Ugh. What a waste. Unfortunately for me, I adore his son and I have no other job prospects. I hated him with passion, but hate quickly turns to infatuation. Now we...

I got caught by Paparazzi kissing a famous fashion designer who is also my dad's best friend. He's smoking hot but he's old enough to be my father and we don't get along. He's a known womanizer and I can't stand the way he still treats me like a little girl. It's been seven years since I've seen him and I can tell he's flustered by how my body has matured. A break-up lands me at the bar drowning my sorrows and an offered ride home ends with an impulsive kiss. As the tension grows between us, so does the desire and soon we are caught up in a veil of secrecy. A plumbing disaster has me ...

A Billionaire's Forbidden Love Steafan Skye is off-limits; not only is he my boss, but he is also my father's best friend. But all I can think about is that I've crushed on him since I was a teenager. We had one night of passion when I was in college. And then it was done. That wrecked me more than he knows. Steafan is intense and overbearing, but I know better. He's a soft teddy bear beneath that gruff exterior. As we spend more time together, the heat is undeniable. But once everyone starts finding out about us, they try to put obstacles in our way. Then my past comes back to haunt me. I ...

I never wanted to see my ex again, let alone become his new nanny. Evan Whitlock—former NFL star quarterback, business mogul, and single dad—has always been irresistible to women. We had one passionate summer together before college. And his big dreams ended our relationship. Now, 15 years later, back in our small town, I’m the only option he has as a nanny for his daughter. And I need to get back on my feet. So, despite our past, I take the job and do my best to avoid him in the house. Until our bickering leads to things heating up in the kitchen. And his protective ways have me ...

As an ER doctor, I'm used to surprises, but my best friend’s little sister—and now my son's nanny—is the one emergency I never saw coming. She’s supposed to be tending to scrapes and telling bedtime stories, not sending my pulse racing with every smile. I've got my hands full with ER shifts and single fatherhood; I don't have time for wild nights with the nanny. I keep telling myself she’s just a temporary temptation, but who am I kidding? The more I try to resist, the more I want her. Our agreement was simple: keep it quiet, keep it casual, nobody needs to know. Especially not ...

A hot shot billionaire playboy can be quite intimidating, especially for a plain Jane virgin like me. When the elevator doors open to my new boss glaring down at my disastrous coffee mishap on my first day at James Enterprises, the look of disgust on his handsomely chiseled face is menacing, knocking any hope for leaving him impressed right out the window. Or so I thought… Later that night when I’m coerced by my newfound office friend to have a few drinks at the local jazz club, I catch Anthony James’ attention from across the room and sparks fly. I try to resist the temptation—why ...

I fled the city and my scandalous past, hoping for a fresh start as a nanny for a billionaire in a small Vermont town. Then I met Ethan. Brooding, gorgeous, and built like no man I’ve ever seen in the city. Our first encounter? Mortifying. He wasn’t checking me out; he was pointing out my skirt was stuck in my butt. Perfect. I thought I'd never see him again. Wrong. He’s my new boss. Ethan’s a wealthy entrepreneur and ex-Special Forces officer, guarding his heart since the tragic loss of his wife. The more time we spend together, the more our fiery attraction turns into something ...

In any other world, I’d be wildly attracted to him. His stacked muscles contoured his shirts, And his electric blue eyes were definitely swoon-worthy. But every time Charlie opened his mouth, I was reminded why I hated him. Cheeky Frat-Boy. Pompous A$$hole. Cocky Billionaire. He promised all he wanted was two hours of conversation. No touching whatsoever. So, I caved when a familiar look of desperation crossed his face. I had been the weird fat girl with braces at Peachland High School, Never even kissed a guy. Why was I so naïve to go along with this older playboy? Well, it was the ...

I didn’t know I've been sleeping with a deadly assassin. Cyrus is danger personified, and our liaison goes beyond the sheets—I'm carrying his child. The night he walks into the bar, my past collides with our future. He creates a fake relationship to protect me, and now we're off to Greece, the sparks between us igniting a mission fraught with peril. He can't know about the life growing inside me, but with each shared glance, the truth becomes a harder secret to keep. I'm entangled in his world, torn between love and the dangerous game we play. If only he knew the real reason I can't let...

Dear Internet: I (33F) work at a local paper, and two months ago, my editor assigned me a huge project - run the upcoming, highly anticipated Bachelor Anonymous contest. Men from all over Southern California, vying for the coveted bachelor role, submitted their personal ads to my paper. The readers voted, and Single Dad Seeks Juliet won by a landslide. Enter Mr. Bachelor Anonymous (40M), the single-dad Romeo seeking his Juliet. Blah, blah, blah, right? Wrong. This guy is the ultimate man in a six-foot-three, chiseled-muscle, freaking Adonis package with aquamarine eyes.

A romance with a mafia boss has no place in my life. But he doesn’t care–not once he’s decided he wants me anyway. Six months after my father’s untimely death, I’m drowning in debt. Even working for one of the most respected celebrity tattoo artists in Los Angeles hasn’t been enough to fix that. I don’t have time to fall in love–or even to think about dating. Even a one-night-stand has become a distant possibility. Then my boss asks me to fill in for him while he’s sick–and I end up in a west LA penthouse, about to tattoo the most well-known mafia boss on this side of ...