Showing results for "Heart of Stone" in Contemporary

Krystina Cole was a girl on a mission. She had big dreams and aspirations, none of which included a man by her side. She knew better than that - at least until she met Alexander Stone, the New York billionaire real estate tycoon. She saw the way that he looked at her, and the dark promises in his eyes. She was curious about his world and all that it entailed. But the shadows of her past haunted her, making her afraid to explore possibilities that she could never before have imagined....

Benson Bexley has always had a heart of stone. Apparently nothing has changed. When he returns home after a decade gone, I recognize him right away. How could I forget him? He's the same cocky flirt who slid dirty poetry to me in art class. With the same stone-cold stare that shielded his soul from the world. And that same sharp-edged jaw that cut straight through my heart like a dagger.

Twenty-two-year-old Stephanie Hall has heard the rumors about the White Boar Inn's playboy owner, but never met the man in person. So when circumstances force Perry-Stephanie's brother and the inn's manager-to put her in charge of greeting Brock on his arrival, she's more than a little curious about the man whose very name sends the female staff atwitter.

I've got no time for men and not much use for them either. I'm busy with my friends, my career, and my family. Some may call it hard-hearted, but I prefer smart. I'm on the verge of closing a deal of a lifetime, and no famous quarterback trying to make his rehab time go by faster is going to convince me to give up being single.

I was raised poor, and the only thing I had going for me was my looks. My fiancé had the same low opinion of me, which is why he never bothered to give me anything real: not my ring, not the gifts, and not his heart. Graham Dessault is another rich man, and I should stay away from him because I've learned the hard way that all that glitters isn't gold.

Being a lawyer seemed like a way to do good in the world, but dealing with sketchy clients and questionable deals is draining my idealism. I want out, but I don't know where to go. Dylan seems to have his head screwed on straight, but I can't fall into his arms when I'm not sure about my own future. He's so perfect that it's getting me all tangled up inside.

For Lou, it was always Dylan. She loved him from the moment they first met across a cadaver in the dissection room at medical school. The most gorgeous man she'd ever laid eyes on, with more Welsh charm than you could shake a stick at; she was a goner. But Lou, despite her beauty, was just too extroverted to interest Dylan, who was convinced that a quiet, shy girl, like Lou's best friend Frankie, was much more his style.

I lost her. No. I threw her away. She was my best friend. I was never supposed to fall in love with her. I was careless. She was heartbroken. I thought I was doing fine. But here she is, years later, forced to work with me, reminding me why I fell in love with her in the first place. And this time I'm going to do everything in my power to never let her go.