Tomorrow Starts Today By Jessica Redland
It’s never too late to find yourself… đź’«
When she unexpectedly loses her husband, Yvonne Kellerman’s world turns quiet and grey. Five years on, her days are filled with the gentle chatter of her loyal parrot, Trevor, and the comfort of her crafting table—but she can’t shake the feeling that life is slipping her by and Yvonne feels lost and lonelier than ever.
When she joins the local crafting club at Willowdale Village Hall, Yvonne expects nothing more than a few afternoons of sewing. Instead, amongst the other local crafters, she discovers friendship, laughter and a renewed appreciation for her gorgeous Lake District home. It’s a reminder that she isn’t alone and, with each new stitch, her confidence returns, and so does her belief that it’s never too late for fresh starts and new beginnings.
When a familiar face from her past reappears, Yvonne finds herself standing at a crossroads: will she protect her heart, or embrace the chance to love—and truly live—again?
How To Survive Your Boss By Leslie North
The Hating Game meets The Proposal—if the grumpy billionaire you had a one-night stand with ran a luxury jet empire, ghosted you like a pro, and then became your next PR nightmare at 40,000 feet.
Months ago, I had a scorching one-night stand with Harrison Winslow. CEO. Sin in a suit. Human red flag. Also? The grumpiest man alive. Think smoldering glare, dripping sarcasm, and the emotional range of a brick wall.
He ghosted me so hard I had to check for a pulse. Then we collide again in an airport lounge—just as he’s going viral for trash-talking Scarlett Rush, America’s sweetheart and the world’s most beloved pop star.
Now he’s public enemy number one, the fandom is out for revenge, and his private jet company is bleeding money. And he wants to hire me to fix it.
I’m a crisis PR pro, not a billionaire wrangler. Babysitting a grumpy jet mogul with a god complex and a grudge against joy—who had me breaking all my rules, then vanished—is not in my five-year plan.
Still, the money’s obscene. The jets are private. And the job? Temporary. I can keep it professional.
I can ignore the tension in every private jet and late-night strategy session. I will absolutely not fall for the man who ghosted me.
…Right?
My Sanctuary 