Gabriel Daventry, sexto marqués de Satherton, siente la presión que conlleva su título. Y más cuando The Golden Swan, la cotilla anónima más famosa de Londres, lo ha mostrado como un gran partido imposible de ignorar. Como cabeza de la famosa y querida familia Daventry, Gabriel sabe que tiene que casarse, pues es su obligación perpetuar el título, pero todavía no ha encontrado a la mujer adecuada, alguien con quien se pueda llevar bien. Hasta ahora.
Isabelle Walls va por su tercera temporada sin ninguna boda a la vista, para consternación de su madre. Pero la joven desea, aunque sea una estupidez admitirlo, casarse por amor. No quiere acabar en un matrimonio convenido como el de sus padres. Así que, cuando conoce al apuesto marqués de Satherton, no puede evitar desear que él sea el adecuado. Sobre todo desde la primera vez que lo venció al ajedrez.
¿Podrá Isabelle convencer a Gabriel de que el amor está por encima de la obligación? ¿Logrará hacer Jaque mate al rey más tentador de la sociedad londinense?

LobsterShorts, 21
Jock. Secretly a science geek. Hot AF.
LobsterShorts: So. Here goes. For her birthday, my girlfriend wants…a threesome.
SinnerThree: Then you’ve come to the right hookup app.
LobsterShorts: Have you done this sort of thing before? With another guy?
SinnerThree: All the time. I'm an equal opportunity player. You?
LobsterShorts: [crickets!]

SinnerThree, 21
Finance major. Secretly a male dancer. Hot AF.
SinnerThree: Well, I’m down if you are. My life is kind of a mess right now. School, work, family stress. Oh, and I live next door to the most annoying dude in the world. I need the distraction. Are you sure you want this?
LobsterShorts: I might want it a little more than I’m willing to admit.
SinnerThree: Hey, nothing wrong with pushing your boundaries...
LobsterShorts: Tell that to my control-freak father. Anyway. What if this threesome is awkward?
SinnerThree: Then it’s awkward. It’s not like we’ll ever have to see each other again. Right? Just promise you won’t fall in love with me.
LobsterShorts: Now wouldn’t that be life-changing...

Other than his most prized Lamborghini, Karl Andrews has nothing to his name. He’s down on his luck and his dollar, and his dream of becoming a professional chef is looking more and more like a pipe-dream. Even less than a pipe-dream when restaurants won’t even take him on as a waiter.
And he won’t ever, no not ever, consider selling his one possession. No matter how much he could make from it. Just wasn’t going to happen.
He’d rather . . . rather . . .
Hell, he’d rather apply for that position to be a Girl Friday.
Other than the title, the job sounds all right. Bit of cooking, cleaning—nothing he can’t handle.
Really.
Until he goes to the interview and discovers the man looking for the help is the same man he’d bullied, mocked, terrified as a boy. But Paul Hyte is obviously a better man, gracious and forgiving. And trusting—as the biggest part of the job requires looking after his son.
Despite the initial forgiveness, things are tentative between Karl and Paul, and they’ve both got to reconcile their pasts if they want any type of proper closure. As the two men learn more about each other an undeniable attraction grows between them—but can the two manage to forge a future together on such a rocky past and complicated present?

Querida mamá:
Puede que llegue un poquito tarde a la boda de la prima Missy. He tenido una semana terrible. ¿Te acuerdas de la cita a ciegas de la que te hablé? Pues resulta que era con un demonio auténtico, que, para colmo, me mordió. Después, unos cazadores de vampiros empezaron a perseguirme por toda la ciudad y… bueno, lo mejor de todo es que he conocido a alguien fantástico. Es sexy y tiene seiscientos años. Hemos llegado a un trato: él me va a explicar cómo funciona el mundo de los vampiros y yo, a cambio, le ayudaré a poner fin a su eterna existencia. O quizás le convenza para que siga viviendo a mi lado. Tal vez lo veas un poco complicado así de entrada. Pero piensa en lo mejor: puede que consiga ir a la boda de la prima Missy con pareja. No me digas que eso no te haría ilusión…
Tu hija que te adora,
Sarah

Dumped by the fifth girl in two years and abandoned by his best friends, Reid Glover is alone and in need of a home.
Desperate, he interviews to become a live-in manny aboard widowed Sullivan Bell’s yacht, the Aquarian.
The job? Not to look after thirteen-year-old Joanna. No, this child-mastermind needs Reid to befriend her dad, urge him to participate more in family life, encourage him to date, oh, and become his closest confidant and help him unleash his bottled emotions.
No pressure.
At least he’s not entirely out of his depth.
Okay, so he may have a slight aversion to the ocean. And possibly attract more than his fair share of misadventure.
But he is a pro at crying.
Watch out, Sullivan. Reid is on his way with a family-sized carton of tissues. He will help Sullivan through his fears. Will help him find love again.
Will absolutely not fall for him in the process...
Caution, Cancer, how long will you fool yourself?

They don’t play for the same team. Or do they?
Jamie Canning has never been able to figure out how he lost his closest friend. Four years ago, his tattooed, wise-cracking, rule-breaking roommate cut him off without an explanation. So what if things got a little weird on the last night of hockey camp the summer they were eighteen? It was just a little drunken foolishness. Nobody died.
Ryan Wesley’s biggest regret is coaxing his very straight friend into a bet that pushed the boundaries of their relationship. Now, with their college teams set to face off at the national championship, he’ll finally get a chance to apologize. But all it takes is one look at his longtime crush, and the ache is stronger than ever.
Jamie has waited a long time for answers, but walks away with only more questions—can one night of sex ruin a friendship? If not, how about six more weeks of it? When Wesley turns up to coach alongside Jamie for one more hot summer at camp, Jamie has a few things to discover about his old friend... and a big one to learn about himself.

¿Has escrito un libro o relato y ahora no sabes qué hacer con él? Lo primero es corregirlo.
Aprender a corregir es importante para poder entregar un producto de calidad a tu editor o agente y, por supuesto, a tus lectores. Pero también es una tarea difícil y aburrida a la que a menudo no sabemos cómo enfrentarnos.
En este libro te traigo 70 trucos prácticos con los que convertir tu obra en la mejor versión de sí misma: 70 consejos generales para corregir un documento completo; 40 errores comunes que puedes eliminar de ortografía, gramática y estilo; 23 maneras de sacarle el máximo partido a tu historia.
Si conoces mi blog, Gabriella Literaria, y te gusta lo que has visto allí, si te ha servido para aprender o para divertirte leyendo sobre escritura, sabes que intento ofrecer contenidos útiles y amenos a mis lectores. Llevo mucho tiempo leyendo de forma profesional, corrigiendo, editando y, cómo no, escribiendo. Sé que todos los que escribimos cometemos fallos, pero algunos son más frecuentes que otros.
En este libro he intentado reunir los problemas más comunes que veo en los manuscritos con los que trabajo y ofrecer algunas soluciones.
Si corregir te produce espanto, este libro te hará la vida mucho más fácil. Y si es una tarea que te gusta, tras leer este libro probablemente te guste aún más. Hay algo para todos los niveles: desde el escritor que acaba de empezar y necesita darle un buen repaso a lo básico hasta el profesional que anda a la caza y captura de nuevos trucos con los que perfeccionar su arte.
Ya seas escritor aficionado o autor intensivo, encontrarás algo en esta lista para ti, algo que sirva para que tu obra brille como merece.

Ox nunca tuvo a nadie, hasta que un extraño chico le tendió la mano y lo condujo a un mundo donde lo maravilloso es posible. Le dio un hogar. Una familia. Una manada. Pero allí donde vive lo increíble también lo hacen las pesadillas. Y aunque Ox es solo un humano, muy pronto deberá alzar su aullido y pelear con uñas y dientes por quienes ama.

I can’t stand him … and I can’t keep my hands to myself …
If my father finds out I’m an undercover cop I’m a dead man … and if he finds out I’m gay it won’t be much better. But I’m determined to take him and his corrupt MC down, even if it means working with Coop to do it. He can’t stand me—or any cop—and the feeling should be mutual. Instead he makes me wish for things I can’t have.
I’ve been undercover for so long that I’m beginning to forget who the real me is. It doesn’t matter if being around Coop helps me remember. He might hate cops, but he’s the only one who can see past the mask I wear to survive.
I can’t afford to have a heart, and it doesn’t matter if I lose my soul. I need to take down my father’s club and end his evil for good. Coop can’t be mine when I have nothing to give, and if anyone finds out about us we’re both dead.
So why can’t I let him go?