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Zâna năzdrăvană s-a întors acasă, dar Pădurea fermecată o vrea înapoi. Cu pârșul la cârmă, animalele se urcă în ... aeroplan! Însă plecarea Zânei de la fioroasa bunică nu e simplă. Iarna aduce un vânt de schimbare în Pădure: unii vor pe derdeluș, alții numai în culcuș. Iar apariția unei necunoscute pune în pericol borcanele de marmeladă! Într-o iarnă care nu se mai dă dusă, năstrușnica Zână face tot ce-i stă în puteri ca să-și ajute prietenii. Nominalizare la e Večernica Award (2018) Nominalizare la Desetnica Award (2018).

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

Forget the summer I turned pretty…that was the summer I got hips, acne, and utterly humiliated by Aaron Richmond. This summer? This is the summer I had to marry the bastard. When I walk down the aisle towards my enemy, all to save the Coleman family fortune, I shouldn’t give in to my wounded inner 14-year old-self. I should smile, blink up at him prettily, and declare to have and to hate…Err...hold.

DESPRE AUDIOBOOK. Bărbaţii şi femeile funcţionează diferit — acesta este un lucru ştiut deja de toată lumea. Ce nu se ştie încă este cum pot fi respectate aceste diferenţe, ba chiar transformate în atuuri. Femeile sunt stresate de cumpărături, dar bărbaţii se descurcă foarte bine dacă sunt înarmaţi cu o listă detaliată. Femeile nu spun exact ce vor să facă bărbaţii, iar aceştia nu înţeleg limbajul indirect al partenerelor lor. Comunicarea în cuplu este un continuu vals, la care, dacă nu respectaţi paşii de dans, o să ajungeţi mereu să vă călcaţi pe picioare. Sau să vă cicăliţi.

At the worst moment, our little toy tries to run from us. She dares to act like she isn’t ours. So, I hunt her down and force her to remember who she belongs to. But she puts up a fight and tries to get under my skin. No one has gotten under my skin except Cole, and she does it so easily. It makes me livid. Angry. Afraid.

Un misteriós fabricant de joguines que viu reclòs en una mansió gegantina poblada per éssers mecànics i ombres del passat… Un enigma al voltant d'estranyes llums que brillen entre la boira que envolta l'illot del far. Una criatura de malson que s'oculta en la profunditat del bosc… Aquests i altres elements teixeixen la trama del misteri que unirà la Irene i l'Ismael per sempre durant un màgic estiu a la Badia Blava. Un misteri que els durà a viure la més emocionant de les aventures en un laberíntic món de llums i ombres.

Europa anului 1943 e bîntuită de spectrul războiului, iar familia Carver se hotărăşte să se instaleze într-un orăşel de pe coasta Atlanticului. O pisică neagră şi un orologiu ce măsoară timpul în mod bizar sînt doar primele semne ale unei enigme care se va adîncicu fiecare clipă. Noua locuinţă ascunde un secret greu de imaginat. Lucruri stranii încep să se petreacă, iar în aer pare că pluteşte încă spiritul lui Jacob, fiul proprietarilor dinainte, despre care se crede că a murit înecat.

Serena Gillmare si Poppy Carlisle, doua femei de 38 de ani, au vieti cit se poate de diferite. Serena, casa­torita cu fermecatorul si bonomul doctor Evan Gillmare si mama a doi copii minunati, traieste cel mai romantic si multasteptat moment al vietii ei: Evan a cerut-o a doua oara in casatorie si planuiesc nunta extravaganta pe care nu au putut-o avea prima data, cind o sarcina neprevazuta a condus la o casa­torie in pripa.

Ein dummer Zufall führt Kilian in eine Bar, wo er Emma begegnet. Vom ersten Augenblick an fasziniert sie ihn, doch sie macht es ihm nicht immer leicht. Ein Poltern vom anderen Ende der Kneipe lenkte seine Aufmerksamkeit auf sich.» Erst kommst du zu spät und dann trittst du auch noch meinen Eimer um«, hörte er einen jungen Mann schimpfen.» Dann stell deinen blöden Eimer nicht in den Türrahmen«, kam es von irgendwo hinter der Theke zurück. Er konnte das Mädchen nicht sehen, zu dem die Stimme gehörte.» Wisch einfach den Dreck weg.

This book invites you on a transformative journey where the ancient wisdom of magical plants merges with the healing energy of Reiki, offering powerful tools for holistic wellness. Discover how herbs can be your allies in simple yet effective rituals, learn how to channel Reiki energy to heal body and spirit, and enter a world where magic and healing intertwine to create a full and harmonious life.

Este libro te invita a un viaje transformador donde la sabiduría ancestral de las plantas mágicas se fusiona con la energía sanadora del Reiki, ofreciéndote herramientas poderosas para el bienestar integral. Descubre cómo las hierbas pueden ser tus aliadas en rituales sencillos pero efectivos, aprende a canalizar la energía Reiki para sanar cuerpo y espíritu, y adéntrate en un mundo donde la magia y la sanación se entrelazan para crear una vida plena y armoniosa.

I turn weird and awkward around attractive men. I'm a nervous sweater, and when Archer walked into my art cafe that night, he was making me soaking wet. He was stupidly attractive - which caused me to go into excruciating detail about my sweating problem, insult what he had under his fig leaf, and imply I was running a brothel. My career as an artist was a joke. I was desperately trying to live the #bossbabe life after I couldn't hack it as an artist in New York City and moved back to my small hometown. Now my business is failing. But hey, suffering is inspirational, right?

He runs his own business and coaches Little League. She drives a minivan, and she'd be lost without her trusty BlackBerry. They go on date nights. Their kids attend public schools, play sports, and take music lessons. They live in a roomy house in the 'burbs. They're about as mainstream as families come. They're also polygamists. The Dargers move the conversation away from child brides, Warren Jeffs, and the FLDS to more mainstream polygamists who willingly enter into plural relationships as adults.

I thought I had my life all planned out—great career, swanky condo, wonderful fiancé.... A fiancé who did not show up to our wedding. A bride’s worst nightmare came true, live in front of all my family and friends. And his family and friends. Ryan James was the cake topper on top of this wedding cake of humiliation. All I wanted was to clear everyone out of the venue, throw the hors d'oeuvres in the trash, then light the wedding cake on fire. But Ryan insisted on still holding cocktail hour. And the elaborate five-course meal I had planned. And dancing.

My butt pads are sliding under my shape wear, I had to starve to fit in this dress, and the last place on earth I want to be is on a date with Walker Svensson.

What was the worst day of my life ever? Today. My wedding day. Not because I married a man I’d never met but because my husband, Wolf Van de Berg, hates my freaking guts—and the feeling is mutual. It’s worth it because I get 30 percent of his company if I can survive this marriage. But that’s a big, giant if. And no, before you ask if we had a passionate night of hate and lust on our wedding night, think again. Wolf is doing everything in his power to make me call it quits on our marriage. The only way I’m surviving is with cake. And wine. And did I mention cake?

Rules are meant to be broken. Except for one: Women can't get enough peonies. Even the girl in front of me in line is admiring the peonies in my hand. While I need these particular flowers for my latest plot, I'll still give Meghan the biggest, thickest bouquet I can find. It's flattering how much she wants my peonies. And I don't mind personally delivering.

In a different life, under a different name, Razia Khan was raised to be the crown prince of Nizam, the most powerful kingdom in Daryastan. Born with the soul of a woman, she ran away at a young age to escape her father’s hatred and live life true to herself. Among the hijras of Bikampur, Razia finds sisterhood and discovers a new purpose in life. By day she’s one of her dera’s finest dancers and by night its most profitable thief. But when her latest target leads her to cross paths with Arjun Agnivansha, prince of Bikampur, it is she who has something stolen.

Growing up in a polygamist cult, crazy defined my life. Everyone was crazy - my father, his wives, my older brothers who abandoned me. Though I can’t escape the crazy brothers, I think I’ve finally managed to find balance.... Until some crazy, curvy girl storms into the restaurant, interrupts my date, and dumps an entire table's worth of food on me.

I admit it was me who shouted, “Looking good, hot stuff!” at Mr. Richmond this morning, but I didn’t mean it like that. Yes, Mrs. HR Lady, I know how it looks. Believe me, I am totally anti-catcalling, but that’s not what that was. Honest. I was paying him a compliment! That’s kind of what I do: I’m a proud, small-town Floridian, and Manhattan is craving some Florida sunshine—nothing like a sincere compliment to turn those New York frowns upside down!