Новинки Канди Штайнер

Ноа Беккер сулит одни неприятности. Так убеждала меня мама, когда я, еще ребенком, хихикала над играми, которые он придумывал. Так утверждали жители города, когда умер его отец и братья Беккер слетели с катушек. И так думала я в тот день, когда шла на винокурню, где он работал, чтобы купить подарок своему жениху. Ноа — возмутитель спокойствия. Мерзкий, грубый бунтарь. Но, сколько бы ни убеждала себя, я не могу избежать встречи с Ноа. И чем чаще я с ним сталкиваюсь, тем сильнее он меня бесит. Потому что видит то, чего остальные не замечают: меня настоящую. Ту, которой мне быть запрещено. Я — Руби Грейс Барнетт, дочь мэра. Скоро я стану…

В объятиях брата моей лучшей подруги я как никогда близка к греху. Взгляд Тайлера скользит по моим губам, и я вспоминаю, как впервые поцеловала его семь лет назад, прежде чем покинула этот город и поклялась никогда не возвращаться. Его руки сжимают мою талию, и я вспоминаю боль, когда он отверг меня, и весь мой мир рухнул. Мы не принадлежим друг другу и не должны целоваться. Я старалась держаться подальше от Тайлера, но, когда свадьба его сестры возвращает нас в тот же город, в тот же дом, я не могу избежать встречи с ним, как бы ни старалась. Он всегда рядом, его темные глаза завораживают, маня в свои глубины. Воспоминания о нас…

Он — идеальный пример того, кому не стоит доверять свое сердце, если не хочешь, чтобы его разбили. Два билета на матч. Одна гениальная идея. Ноль заинтересованности в отношениях. План прост: совершенно незнакомый, горячий, желательно веселый и одинокий парень будет занимать одно из мест на стадионе на каждой игре сезона. А я займу место рядом с ним. Одна игра — одно заранее спланированное свидание. Мне не удалось придумать лучшего способа использовать билеты, которые я купила для бывшего. Я люблю действовать согласно плану, и моя задумка должна увенчаться успехом. Так я считала, пока в моей жизни не появился…

Я увидела Джейми первой. Но это было неважно. Потому что сначала он посмотрел на нее… Просто невероятно, как сердце начинает учащенно биться при одном взгляде на человека, которого ты когда-то любила… И вот он снова стоит на моем пороге. Только на этот раз нет ни дождя, ни гнева, ни приглашения на свадьбу — только мы. Мой старый друг, способный утешить в любую минуту. Но чтобы правильно рассказать нашу с Джейми историю, нужно вернуться назад, к началу. К тому, как мы встретились в детстве, столкнувшись на велосипедах. Это мое письмо любви к тебе, Джейми. Надеюсь, однажды ты его прочитаешь…

Лучший игрок футбольного клуба, известного на всю страну, и скромная студентка, скучный координатор по связям с общественностью. Что может объединить эту пару? Ну, например, игра в отношения. Цель Клэя — заставить ревновать бывшую. Цель Джианы — привлечь внимание парня, в которого она влюблена. Что может пойти не так? Узнайте из бестселлера Кэнди Стайнер, полного страсти, драйва и крутых поворотов сюжета!

Quarterback Holden Moore can have any girl he wants.

Except me: the coach’s daughter.

With piercing green eyes, herculean biceps, and irresistible dimples, Holden is the number one target for every girl on campus. But according to his teammates, football is the only love of his life.

He’s their leader, their QB1 and team captain who is all business and no play.

But when I’m with him? Mr. Serious isn’t serious at all. He loves to push my buttons, to pin me with those sexy eyes of his and tease me until I bite back.

I remind him I’m off limits.
He can’t have me, and I don’t want him — or anyone else, for that matter.

I’m here for one reason: to show my father I'm more than his greatest disappointment.

But when an old injury flares up and I’m forced to work with Holden every day as his athletic trainer, his attempts to get under my skin start becoming harder to resist.

We can’t give in, no matter how much the air crackles between us when we’re close.

I’m the coach’s daughter, and if Holden Moore wants to go pro, he’s got to play by daddy’s rules.

Otherwise, he’ll be off the team.
And he’s not the only one with something to lose.

As if things aren’t already tough enough as the only girl on a college football team, Coach had to go and assign Zeke Collins as my roommate.⁣⁣
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A cocky kick returner and my brother’s best friend who should have been ripped of that title years ago, he’s as infuriating as he is undeniably sexy.⁣⁣
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I hate him, and for good reason — reason I won’t ever let him forget.⁣⁣
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He thinks because we grew up together that it’s his role to protect me, but all he does is get in my way, make me look weak, and piss me off more.⁣⁣
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I tell him I can handle myself, and I’m hell-bent on getting that point across to him and the rest of the nation watching the only girl in collegiate football.⁣⁣
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The pressure doesn’t get to me. The scrutiny? I’m ready for.⁣⁣
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But sharing very thin walls with Zeke Collins? I wasn’t prepared for that.⁣⁣
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And the more we’re forced together, the harder it is to distinguish that pencil-thin line between hating him… and wanting him.⁣⁣

The hottest college football safety in the nation just asked me to be his fake girlfriend.

And I just asked him to take my virginity.

Clay Johnson has the abs of Adonis and the deadly smirk of the devil, himself. There’s hardly a day he’s not headline material during football season, and never a day he isn’t a bullseye target for every girl on campus.

He used to be the easiest of all the players for me to wrangle as the Public Relations Coordinator, but after a nasty breakup with his high school sweetheart, he’s a mess.

And a complete pain in my ass.

We meet to discuss his behavior and review media relations standards. But when he witnesses how I fall to pieces in front of my guitar-toting crush, his wheels start turning. And he cooks up this absurd plan.

He helps me get noticed.
I help him make his ex jealous.
All by pretending to be in a relationship.

What he doesn’t realize is that this bookworm is a virgin, and far from versed in seducing a musician. So, to sweeten the deal, I convince him to help me — not just to get my crush’s attention, but to knock his socks off once I have it.

But the more I come unraveled at the hands of Clay Johnson, the more trouble I have discerning what’s fake and what’s undoubtedly real — particularly, the way my heart flutters every time that breathtaking man touches me.

We set the rules. We put the safeguards in place.

But they say rules are meant to be broken.
They probably should have added that hearts are, too.

Blind Side is a fake dating college sports romance with "lessons" and opposites attract. It is a complete stand-alone.

I have a three date rule—but it's not what you think.



See, I've been told I'm the "good time girl," not the one you take home to Mom. And while that label stung at first, I've since embraced it—living the wild and free life and sticking to a three date max. That's just enough time to have some fun and snuff out the possibility of catching feelings. And it's been working for me for years . . . Until Makoa Kumaka.



Sadly, he also has a three date rule—and it's the exact opposite of mine. From the second I meet him, all I can think about is stripping down that six-foot-five Herculean hunk of a man. But like the gentleman I wish he wasn't, he's making me wait.



The more time we spend together, the more I feel those pesky emotions creeping in. I'm even tempted to trust him, but blame it on my past or my instincts, I can't shake the feeling that he's hiding something . . .



I've been playing the game forever, and no man has ever won my heart—which meant they never had the power to break it. But maybe I just hadn't met the right player.



Maybe I'll wish I never did.

A Second Chance Holiday Romance

From bestselling author Kandi Steiner comes a cozy second-chance romance about love, loss, and adventure...

When I decided to surprise my family in Wellhaven, Vermont for Christmas, I never could have known that I'd get a surprise of my own -- in the form of an unexpected blizzard.

I haven't been home in four years, not since I left this town with my eyes set on adventure.

And my heart set on forgetting the only man I’ve ever loved.

River Jensen -- my ex-husband.

I don't plan on seeing him during my visit. I definitely don't plan on him saving me when my little rental car slides off the icy road. And the last thing I could have ever prepared for is being stuck in a tiny cabin with him, waiting out the storm.

Four years have passed since I've seen him -- the boy I loved, now a man I don't know at all.

But being stuck inside with him leaves us nothing but time together.

Everything about him has changed, and yet, he still has the same forest green eyes that have haunted me since I left. Back then, we were at an impasse. Back then, there was nothing left to talk about, nothing left to fix. Back then, the only choice I had was to leave and start anew.

But the more I re-discover the man I left behind, the more I question why I ever left at all.

And if I’m too late to find my way back home.

The Christmas Blanket is a stand-alone holiday novella set in a snowy small town in Vermont.

If he kisses me right now, I’ll drown.

Every sip of air is shallow and burning, because in the arms of my best friend’s brother, I’m the closest I’ve ever been to sin.

His eyes flick to my lips, and I remember the first time I tasted him, seven years ago before I left this town and vowed never to return. His hands grip my waist, and I remember the pain when he rejected me, when my entire world crashed down at his command. His jaw clenches, and my senses come alive with one stinging reminder.

I’m not his to kiss, and he’s not mine.

I tried to stay away from Tyler Wagner, putting an entire country between us. But when his sister’s wedding brings us back to the same town, to the same house, I can’t avoid him, no matter how hard I try.

He’s always there, his dark eyes bewitching, luring me into their depths. The memory of us pulls me under like a rip current, and when he flashes that smile, I lose my breath, along with my will, unable to escape his grip and find the surface.

Now, hours before our plus ones arrive for the wedding, I’m in his arms, begging him to make me hate him, knowing he never could.

If he kisses me right now, I’ll drown.

And I’ll take him down with me.

Two season tickets.
One genius idea.
Zero interest in a relationship.

The plan is simple: a brand new, hot, preferably funny, definitely single male will fill one of those seats for every Bears game at Soldier Field. And I’ll fill the other.

I can’t think of a better way to use the season passes I’d bought for my ex-husband. I am a woman of plans, and this one’s foolproof.

Until Zach Bowen offers to be my practice round.

He’s infuriating. Presumptuous and overbearing. And absolutely, undeniably gorgeous. Any woman with a heartbeat would be attracted to him, and mine picks up speed every time he speaks.

But as I said, I’m a woman of plans — and I’m not backing down on this one.

One night. One game. And then, his time’s up.

He can try to change the rules, but here’s the truth: he can’t win if he’s playing the wrong game.

Bestselling authors Brittainy C. Cherry and Kandi Steiner come together for the first time in an emotional compilation of poetry and prose. Written and collected over the course of more than two years, A Love Letter from the Girls Who Feel Everything is an intimate, honest, and raw assemblage of two women’s feelings in a modern world that often quiets any kind of emotion past indifference. Discussing themes of love, worth, loss and hope, A Love Letter from the Girls Who Feel Everything is a journey of discovery and healing. “We are the girls who feel everything. And this is our love letter. To you, to them, to us, to the world,…

It’s crazy how fast the buzz comes back after you’ve been sober for so long.

Whiskey stood there, on my doorstep, just like he had one year before. Except this time, there was no rain, no anger, no wedding invitation — it was just us.

It was just him — the old friend, the easy smile, the twisted solace wrapped in a glittering bottle.

It was just me — the alcoholic, pretending like I didn’t want to taste him, realizing too quickly that months of being clean didn’t make me crave him any less.

But we can’t start here.

No, to tell this story right, we need to go back.

Back to the beginning.

Back to the very first drop.

This is my love letter to Whiskey. I only hope he reads it.

Known as one of the youngest and most ambitious poker players in the country, Skyler Thorne has a reputation to uphold in Vegas this year. Her sole focus for spring semester is to perfect her game and get tournament ready – and have some fun with her sorority sisters, of course. Meeting a care-free pledge with incredible arms adds a whole new element of fun to her semester, but when a shocking discovery about his past surfaces, Skyler finds herself stuck in a game she wasn’t prepared to play.

Kip Jackson is on a mission from his father. His plan was to get in, have a little fun, and then get out – on to bigger and better things. A feisty girl with bright blue eyes wasn’t on his list of things to do, but she quickly moves her way up to the very top. When he realizes completing his dad’s mission means crushing her in the process, he must decide if his dreams are worth the risk – or if he even has the same dreams, at all.

Two secrets. Two hearts. Two hands being played in one twisted game of deceit.

When the cards are on the table, will anyone be left standing?

The perfect poker face can only hide them for so long