Bøger af Meghan Quinn

Introducing 'A Not So Meet Cute', a remarkable novel by the renowned author Meghan Quinn. Published in 2022 by Penguin Books Ltd (UK), this book belongs to a genre that effortlessly blends humor, romance, and reality. The story unfolds with an unexpected twist on the classic 'meet cute', taking the reader on a delightful journey filled with laughter, love, and life's unpredictable turns. Meghan Quinn, known for her captivating storytelling, doesn't disappoint in this latest offering. Published by the esteemed Penguin Books Ltd, the book promises to be a quality read. If you're looking for a book that will make you laugh, cry, and fall in love all at the same time, 'A Not So Meet Cute' is the perfect choice. Get your copy today and experience the magic of Meghan Quinn's storytelling.

The addictive, savvy and steamy new romcom inspired by My Best Friend's Wedding from bestselling author Meghan Quinn'Meghan Quinn is the QUEEN of romcoms' 5***** Reader Review'Oh my . . . Meghan Quinn NEVER disappoints!' 5***** Reader Review'Meghan Quinn knocks Rom Coms out of the park!' 5***** Reader Review_________Ophelia thought wedding planning would be fun.But with her nightmare of a mother-in-law, she's struggling to adjust to life with a ring on her finger.Thankfully her best friend of over ten years, Breaker, agrees to be her faithful 'man in waiting'.While nervous to play the part, Breaker takes his title very seriously.That is until he starts to realise that it's not nerves he feels at all.But a weird, butterfly sensation directed at his soon-to-be-married best friend . . ._________Praise for Meghan Quinn:'I can't get enough of her writing. Her books are my romantic comedy happy place' A Novel Glimpse'Meghan is an absolute QUEEN when it comes to writing stories that are not only funny but have a lot of heart in them too' Elle's Book BlogMeghan Quinn, USA Today bestselling author, April 2024

The steamy and addictive workplace-enemies-to-lovers, When-Harry-Met-Sally-inspired romance from bestselling author Meghan Quinn'JP IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE' 5***** Reader Review'OBSESSED' 5***** Reader Review'A HOT, SWEET AND HILARIOUS ENEMIES TO LOVERS ROMANCE' 5***** Reader Review_______Am I in love with JP Cane?Ha! He certainly thinks so . . .He's annoyingly loud, obnoxiously handsome, and having watched When Harry Met Sally is convinced that men and women can't just be friends.So when we have to fly to San Francisco for work and stay in the same penthouse, I'm happy to prove him wrong.Yet with his continuous flirting and his polished good looks, I'm soon finding it hard to sleep at night.But guess who can control herself? This girl.Because if there is one thing I know for certain, it's that JP Cane is wrong.Men and women CAN just be friends and we are SO not meant to be . . ._______Full of simmering sexual tension, how long will Kelsey and JP Cane resist the chemistry between them?'Once again, I was laughing out loud through this entire book!' Elle's Book Blog'In true Meghan Quinn style, this story was an easy read with steamy scenes. Steamy is not even a strong enough word. These scenes were panty-melting hot and I love each one of them...So Not Meant to Be made me blush, smile, laugh, and lose myself in the story' A Soccer Mom's Book Blog'So Not Meant To Be can be read as a standalone, but if you haven't read A Not So Meet Cute I highly recommend binging the two books. You won't regret it' A Novel GlimpsePraise for Meghan Quinn'I can't get enough of her writing. Her books are my romantic comedy happy place' A Novel Glimpse'Meghan is an absolute QUEEN when it comes to writing stories that are not only funny but have a lot of heart in them too' Elle's Book BlogMeghan Quinn, USA Today bestselling author, April 2024

Agreeing to help his best friend Lia Fairweather-Fern with her hurried wedding plans, Breaker Cane discovers he might have feelings for the bride-to-be.

""Are you two friends?" Ha! Friends with JP Cane? That's laughable. Besides the fact that he firmly believes men and women can't be friends and work together, it's safe to say Kelsey Gardner doesn't want her boss's friendship, anyway. He's annoyingly loud, obnoxiously handsome, and has made an art out of pushing Kelsey's buttons all day, every day. No, thank you. So you can imagine how horrified Kelsey is when she not only has to fly out to San Francisco with JP for work, but stay in the same penthouse during the trip. They'll be sharing the same air, twenty-four-seven, as full-fledged working roommates. And being that close is a nightmare--the man doesn't seem to know how to wear a shirt, thrives off protein bars, and is constantly flirting up a storm. Tack on his polished good looks up close, and Kelsey's suddenly staring down the barrel of a seductive temptation that makes it hard to sleep. But she can control herself. She's been doing it since she first met the guy, after all. Because if there's one thing she knows for certain, it's that she and JP Cane are so not meant to be"--

The second book in the delicious, steamy, hilarious Bridesmaid for Hire series. Stay tuned to find out who gets their perfect romance next...Available to pre-order now!

From USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling author Meghan Quinn, comes a new marriage of convenience romantic comedy. This steamy, laugh out loud, enemies-to-lovers small town standalone delivers the perfect happily ever after.He proposed . . . and I said yes.Normally a jovial occasion for a couple in love, but this proposal has a very different feel.Because the man that I'll be calling my husband blew into town with one thing on his mind . . . to make my life a living nightmare.So why did I say yes?Well, because we both need something from each other.Namely, I want the farm land he currently owns, and he needs a wife in order to inherit his family cabin in his grandfather's will.So as he so eloquently put it, my hand, for his land.At first, I thought the idea was nuts.Who really gets married out of convenience?Apparently, I do.And now we have to sell our relationship to the town. Meaning, we're holding hands, he's pinching my cheeks . . . upper and lower. We're even forced to share the one-bedroom guest house on the farm where his monstrous body is taking up a large percentage of the bed.But we're so persuasive about our farse, that now I'm starting to think he actually might like me. Especially when he grabs me by the wrist and teases the shell of my ear as he whispers, "Mine."

Can you pinpoint a time in your life where you realized you are completely and utterly screwed?I can. I got the dreaded phone call, the one every baseball player hopes and prays never comes. I was traded. Yeah, that phone call.Traded from my long time team of over ten years. And not just to any team, but my childhood rivals; the Chicago Rebels. Completely and utterly screwed, right? Wrong. The trade was the least of my concerns.I met a girl. Natalie. Man, she's perfect.I swore I would never get involved with anyone during the season. Too complicated. But can you believe I have zero restraint when it comes to this girl? I couldn't get her out of my head and the more I talked to her, the more I realized I needed her in my life. So what's the problem? Why am I screwed? Because, Natalie, the girl I can't stop crushing on, yeah . . . she's married. At least, that's what I was told . . .

"Good Morning Malibu, it's another beautiful day on the west coast! I'm Noely Clark, your host: and I'm in the market for love..."When the publicity team of the new local restaurant, Going in Blind, began their search for a hot, local celebrity to promote the wildly popular eatery, they couldn't have found a better person than me.Outgoing? Check.Single? Check.Open to finding love? Check.I signed up immediately.A hopeless romantic with an exceedingly demanding schedule, I've found it impossible to find the man of my dreams-so Going in Blind seems too good to be true! That's until they start setting me up on dates-three very different, very attractive, very distinct blind dates-and only one thing is for certain . . .I'm in big trouble.Good Morning Malibu, I'm Noely Clark, and I have a choice to make.The question is who will I choose; the suit, the rebel, or the jock.

An accidental pregnancy, a hunky hockey star, and a surprise twist you will never see coming, this swoon-worthy and heart-felt romance from bestselling author Meghan Quinn will keep you on the edge of your feet as you fall head over ice skates in love with your next book boyfriend, Hayden Holmes."What are you doing now that your team is out of the running for the Stanley Cup?"Forget.I need to forget. I need an escape.Only one person isn't falling for my reputation as the NHL's Golden Boy; she captured my attention the minute she called me out for snooping through my best friend's house. She didn't want to hear my reason--she only wanted to playfully give me a hard time.Adalyn is bold, sassy--and the perfect escape.She's everywhere. In town and in my dreams, and suddenly I need to spend every waking moment with her.And I do, making this summer the best off-season I've ever had.But in the midst of getting lost in Adalyn, what I don't expect is to get her pregnant. And what I definitely don't expect is having to fight for her affection.

Want to know a secret?It's about that girl over there.Don't look, but she's the one in the power suit-with the long, black hair and the serious expression, the one I'm about to go on a date with . . .Yeah, according to her, she "accidentally" donated an obscene amount of money to my charity - The Lineup - to win said date but I found out the truth. Miss. Button Up Blouse has a secret, passionate crush on me. I didn't know her name until two days ago, despite the friends we have in common. Was I oblivious? Probably.Was I blind to it? Definitely.But I'm no fool, I see it now. The High Heel Harlot wants more than just a date with Jason Orson, she wants to be able to claim the best butt in baseball as hers. Here's another secret . . . she has no idea I know.

Tucked away at the base of the Rocky Mountains lived a little boy with one singular dream: leave this broken and battered home and become someone.Be somebody's hero.That boy was me-Colby Brooks. Except I'm not that same little boy anymore.My dreams might still be the same, but my reality isn't.I'm smarter. Stronger. A man.And I learned a long damn time ago, the only way to achieve my dreams was to avoid distractions-at any cost.Focus. Resolve. Determination. But all it took was one single night. One night and my entire life...changed.One night had me colliding head first with the biggest distraction of my life; Rory Oaks.Smart. Charming. Beautiful.Rory changed everything.Quickly, my one-track mind started to bend.Each kiss faded decade-long dreams.And with one single incident, I fly off course.

From USA Today bestselling author Meghan Quinn comes a deliciously delightful romantic comedy centered in New York City about falling in love with your best friend's sister.How do you date your best friend's sister? Easy. Step one: Pretend you want her to set you up with someone else. That will bring the two of you closer.Step two: Go on date with lots of random women, proceed to get stupid drunk and talk about your best friend's sister, thus gaining the courage to finally make a move.Step three: Randomly show up at her apartment and confess your love. Women love that, right?It all seemed so simple. A fool-proof three step process that will guarantee the love of you life to fall madly in love with you. At least--that's what I thought was going to happen. But my attempts to win over Julia Westin backfired in more ways than I can count. The thing about Julia? She's smart--really smart--and her wicked gaze cuts through all the charm I've tried slinging her way. She's not interested in games, my gifts, or my stories. She might want me too; but she's not giving in that easy...

I haven't seen her in three years.I haven't talked to her since the kiss.So why am I on a plane, flying across the world to spend a week with her in Germany?One word: Pops.My life's a mess.My possible football career is hanging on by a thread.I'm driving the roads of Germany in honor of Pops with the one girl I can never have.And I'm sharing a bed with her, the girl I've measured everyone else up to, while desperately trying to not to touch her.We made a pact growing up, never to get romantic with each other - never fall in love.And I'm about to break that pact. For good.

Word to the Wise, never become roommates with a girl you've been pining over for the better part of a year. You're probably wondering why I would do such a thing? Well, I didn't. It was my teammates. They moment they found out Blakely White was single, they took it upon themselves to play cupid and instruct me on how I should win her over. Don't wear a shirt around her. Make her dinner. Lightly touch her shoulder when you say goodbye.I'm so flustered, so overwhelmed, so madly in love with this woman who barely notices me, that I lose control of the situation and make one huge mistake: I offer to be her fake date for a wedding so she can make her ex jealous. That means, for one whole night I get a free pass with her. I get to hold her, dance with her, kiss her...stare at her from across the room like she's my entire world because she has been for months now. But when the night comes to an end, I'm faced with two option: bring her back to my bedroom and show her how I really feel, or let her walk away, succumbing to the fact that I very well might not be her type.

I got the call. The dreaded call every child fears. My dad wasn't well, and the man who had always been my everything needed me. There was only one thing to do; pack up and head back to my hometown. I had finally made my dream life in the city with the great job and loving boyfriend. But was there really a choice not to go? I found a wonderful job, a quaint house to rent, my boyfriend was working on joining me in Binghamton, and my favorite pizza place was only miles away. Life was good. Until I met my neighbor. It's been three years since I'd seen Aaron Walters, and my God is he all kinds of sexy gorgeous. Figures. He was supposed to be my forever, the man I grew old with, but he had different plans. How can a man who ripped my heart apart still trip me up? How can he make me still want him now more than ever?I'm tempted, I'm drawn toward him, I'm completely and utterly unaware that I'm dating his biological brother.Now two men own my heart. The question is, which brother will I choose?

Have you ever hit rock bottom? I embarrassingly have.It's why I'm wearing my girl's decorative scarf over my head, clutching her lady drink to my chest, and singing ever so softly to Joni Mitchell while swaying back and forth. This is what therapists refer to as LOSING IT. Oldest story in the book: boy meets girl, boy falls for girl, boy screws up MASSIVELY, girl tells boy to suffocate in the fruits of his very own unborn children. Heard it before? I'm sure you have.So what's so different about this story? Well, it's about me, The Modern Gentleman, New York City's top advice columnist, and my rather ungraceful downfall from my pristinely polished pedestal.It's about a girl I met who threw all my proven theories to the wind and left me awkward, needy, and absolutely head-over-wingtipped shoes in love.This is a story about June Lacy and how she single-handedly dismantled The Modern Gentleman.

Have you heard the rumor around campus about the locker room?If you haven't, let me enlighten you: Legend has it if you bring a girl into the sacred after-game domain of the baseball locker room, it will end with a walk down the aisle. One rowdy and naked encounter against the lockers with the girl of your dreams will make her your wife. Translation: baseball players are stupidly superstitious and believe the locker room has magical powers. But not all baseball players are superstitious, me included. So when the girl I've fallen for brushes me off, I start to question if I need to switch my way of thinking. Maybe it's time I finally hand out a coveted invitation to the locker room. The only question is, will she accept?

I've fallen victim to a heinous act. An act so vile, so downright dirty, that I'm not sure as a twenty-year-old man I'll ever recover. Brace yourself, because what I'm about to tell you might have you gasping in secondhand horror.Ready? Here it goes . . .I've recently become the pawn of a meddling mom.Yes . . . A MEDDLING MOM--who's been trying to set me up all summer.Now, I understand it's not a crime for a mother to want her child to fall in love, but when she makes it her relentless MISSION, the heinous act should be classified as a misdemeanor at least.Of course, my mom, the evil matriarch in the devil's leggings, made her final stab at finding a girl for me days before I went back to college.And I hate to admit it, but she saved a doozy for last. A titan in black skinny jeans. A boss of nonchalance. And a girl who would not only turn my life upside down, but do it while juggling a soccer ball, looking effortlessly gorgeous around campus, and is one hundred percent against relationships. Of any sort. Thanks, Mom.

It started with one night out with the boys. She was the hot diner waitress putting herself through school. I was the rich, arrogant player everyone misjudges. On paper we didn't match. Yet all it took was one day. One single day to change her mind. She wasn't planning to spend her day off with me.She wasn't supposed to fall for my charm.But one day, one smile, turned into several nights of her calling out my name. I'm not the guy she should end up with. I'm jealous, possessive. Not here for a long time - just a good time. She's changed me. But, for some reason, I feel her slipping through my fingers and no matter what I do, I fear I'm going to strike out with the one and only girl I've ever fallen for.

From USA Today and Amazon Charts bestselling author Meghan Quinn, comes a fresh take on a royal romance with a twist. Laugh out loud funny and full of some of her steamiest scenes yet, Quinn takes you on an unexpected, sizzling fairytale journey.So there I was selling bikinis out of my truck in South Beach Miami, getting ready to kick off a wet t-shirt contest when the world's biggest grouch approached me - Keller Fitzwilliam.The man had the sultriest British accent I've ever heard. And he looked like he just walked off a Viking boat and into a suit tailored specifically for his impressively muscular frame. Only problem is, he had the warmth of an ice pick and he kept telling me he was here to take me back to his home country.Of course, I didn't follow him. I might be up for a good time, but I'm also educated enough to know leaving with a stranger isn't smart. Well, that's until he mentioned my mom's name. My mom who passed away several years ago.So after some serious fact-checking, my bikini-clad bum went with him to a sub-arctic country I had never heard of just north of the British Isles, where I found out my grandpa was the king of said freezing country, and I was the one and only heir.Desperate to learn more about my mom, I decided to give this princess thing a chance.Good idea, right? Wrong.Because Mr. Ice Pick was put to the task of training me and he's not just cold as ice, he's pompous, aggravating, and possessive. And did I mention we have to share a bathroom in a tiny castle?We are oil and water every single day and even though he's training me to be queen, I have this simmering desire to kneel before him.

A spin-off from the #1 Amazon bestsellers, A Not So Meet Cute and So Not Meant To Be, USA Today bestselling author Meghan Quinn brings you a heart-warming, yet hilarious full-length novel on what life is like after the happily ever after.Ryot Bisley is my husband.Yes, the former third baseman for the Chicago Bobbies and absolute heart throb of the Windy City. That Ryot Bisley.The first time I ran into him, he was grumpy, a horrific host, and left me on his sofa with nothing but a nylon baseball flag to use as a blanket.The second time, he reluctantly bought me dinner, stared at my chest the entire night, and still sported that permanent frown.The third time . . . well, that was a game changer. His smile captured me, his teasing charmed me, and his touches excited me.So when he was called up to the majors that didn't stop us from knocking it out of the park and all the way down the aisle.Eleven years later...I'd love to say we're happy as ever but the man who sent me dirty text messages every day is long gone and Mr. Frowny Face is back.He's so focused on trying to build a life after baseball that he doesn't see the life we've already created together. . .so I make the hard decision and serve him divorce papers.Problem is...my husband refuses to accept those papers. Instead, he has a new game plan that makes untying the knot of our marriage a little tricky. And just when I thought I wanted to be traded . . . he's slowly, tantalizingly roping me back in.

From his dirty-blond hair and breathtaking smile, to the abs from heaven and the irresistible V in his waistline, everything about Bodi Olympic-gold-medalist Banks screams hot piece of @$$.Yet there's more.Dark shadows lurk behind his soulful, serious eyes.I'm enamored. He's captured me.How can running an art foundation with Bodi Banks turns into a slow-burning, epic romance, even though he tries to push me away at every chance? How can I stay away from a broken, routine-driven man whose soul cries to be forgiven for a crime only he believes he committed? Or is that a lie?

"Will you do me the greatest honor of all time and be my bridegroom?" she asks, hope in her eyes . . . How did I get here? My assistant, bent on one knee, holding my hand, her expectant face waiting for an answer.Just . . . how?How did I go from being insulted by Charlee Cox to hiring her to be my assistant? How is it that she's chaos in color - making me crazy and my life better at the same time? I never thought I would be staring down at her bright blue eyes begging me to go along with this ridiculous scheme I suggested.Yes, I suggested. Like the idiot I am, I thought hey, why not start an HR nightmare and have my assistant ask me to marry her? Confused? Don't worry, so am I. But try to follow along, because this is how I became Boss Man Bridegroom.

For better or for worse, 'til death do us part . . .The better captured me; she's who stole my heart. And made me realize I couldn't live without this woman.The worse of her took my breath away--kicked me when I was down and twisted me into a million knots. When I first met her, I thought she was someone I would never see again. The second time I ran into her, it was a random coincidence.The third? I didn't know it at the time, but she was the girl I was going to marry. But life isn't always perfect. You have to take the better and the worse--even if it means giving her up, having her slip between your fingers, and letting her walk away. I'm getting married. This is forever, 'til death do us part.

He's hot. Like, stop breathing kind of hot with his killer body, vivid blue eyes, and constant five o'clock shadow.Did I mention his body?Watching Hollis Knightly, Olympic diving gold medalist, man-pony specialist-and cocky bastard-stand up on the diving platform in nothing but a small piece of Spandex? Yeah, I'm beguiled.And easily seduced.I want to keep things light but he won't leave me alone. And hell, if he's not wearing me thin.What is supposed to be a simple summer fling with a very hot man, has now morphed into a f*cked-up mess of feelings, attachment, and dare I say it...love. But I don't do relationships. And Hollis Knightly does.

In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish . . .It sounds so simple, to love someone unconditionally. To give them your heart.So why is she slowly eating away at my soul with every unanswered phone call, every unread text, and every door left unopened?She said yes, and yet, in order for her to be with me . . . I need to let her go.

Four lives. Four stories. Four sets of letters. Four brave souls in need of guidance while facing life's greatest challenges.The anonymously published Dear Life program is designed to help them step outside of their comfort zones, face their obstacles, and relinquish their demons...and prove their existence.With their lives teetering between wanting more and losing it all, all four souls dive into the program as a New Year's resolution, sending them on a crazy, life-altering journey. Dear Life, Please be kind. Yours truly, Hollyn, Jace, Daisy, and Carter.

A wild, sexy, and heart-filled adventure of two strangers who meet in the most unlikely of places. This laugh out loud and heartwarming romantic comedy from bestselling author Meghan Quinn will keep you on the edge of your feet as you fall in love with the second book in the Dating by Numbers Series. **CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE** I don't know what love is anymore.Well, that's not entirely true, but I'm going to tell you a little secret: I've lost the spark. You know the kind of spark I'm talking about? Where butterflies take flight in your stomach from two hands innocently colliding. Or catching your breath when you first meet someone attractive. Yeah, that spark.Except I haven't felt that feeling in forever; there is nothing left inside of me. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem--but I'm a writer on a serious deadline, and my editor is breathing down my neck for a romantic, Nicholas Sparks type love story. No pressure, right?That's how I find myself flying across the country to crash a wedding in the name of research, dress and heels stuffed into my small suitcase. It should be the easiest book research ever. Drinking some free champagne, basking in the love of two strangers, and tapping into my romantic side. That'll be a breeze. I'm a pro. I can handle this.Until I mistakenly end up in the wrong hotel room, naked as the day I was born, with the sexiest human I have ever met staring me down, wondering what I'm doing taking a shower in his bathroom. I don't think calling it "research" will get me out of this mess. But it will make for one hell of a story.