The Lost And Found Hotel By Caroline Young
On a clifftop above a beach stands The Wavecrest – a rambling, old-fashioned hotel where the tea is strong, the armchairs are deep, and three generations of women have had their lives shaped by the same secret.
Rose has the life she was taught to want: the West London house, a doctor husband, two small children, a successful career behind her. She also has a restless feeling she can’t name and a fear her marriage is quietly falling apart. But when her elderly, sharp-tongued mother summons her back to the hotel she swore she’d never return to – and then vanishes on a mysterious journey of her own – Rose finds herself running The Wavecrest, raising her children among the guests, and bumping into the man she once thought was her future.
She only came back to hold the fort for a few weeks. But the secrets of the past won’t let her go. What if uncovering them means finding out who she really is – and what she really wants for her one precious life?
Back in 1944, as the world tears itself apart, a shy, bookish girl falls in love with the one man she is forbidden to love. What passes between them will reshape a family for fifty years.
The Rookie And The Flirt By Mel Walker
Every coach has a client they should never have taken.
Every woman has a man she should never have noticed.
For Roxanne Cross, they turned out to be the same person.
Roxanne
I have a problem. I’ve been trying to land the Firebirds baseball organization as a client for my executive coaching business for forever. The Firebirds have a bigger problem – their newest player, the world’s oldest rookie, Amir Langston. He’s replaced the franchise’s most popular player in its history and is a walking PR distraction. I don’t coach ballplayers, I know better. But with the coveted contracts on the line, I break my rule.
He trots in from the ball field, carrying with him my favorite scents, sweat and freshly cut grass and I remember why I don’t coach ballplayers – he’s the reason.
Four weeks. Eleven Lessons. One notebook.
This is just a business arrangement. That’s what I tell myself because he’s exactly why the rule exists in the first place.
Amir
I’m a ball player. Put a bat in my hand and I know exactly what to do, swap it with a microphone and I’m clueless. After my latest media disaster, I’m assigned an executive presence coach. The minute she hands me the notebook called “The Rules of Flirting” I know I’m in trouble.
I’m stubborn. I don’t quit, and I’ve spent a lifetime with coaches.
She wants me to flirt to polish my image. Something about getting the world to fall in love with me. The problem. The lessons involve lots of practice … on her … and I’m a really good student.
