روايات وقصص ضمن 2015 New York Times Best Sellers Fiction

I returned it with the same quality of gesture. And we kept walking in opposite directions. Two people occupying the same building, pursuing the same broad subject from different angles, neither of them pulled toward the other by anything except the work itself. That was exactly what it should have been. The sales update came through that afternoon. Love Me Then Destroy Me had entered the international bestseller list within twenty-four hours of release. Number one in social reform nonfiction across multiple markets. I stared at the notification for longer than I had expected to.

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

No one has found the bodies yet, though, so theres still a lingering hope out there that they're alive. I sigh as I crawl under the thick quilt, flicking on the lamo beside me as I pull out my latest find at Barnes and Nobels: The Winter Garden by the famous Kristin Hannah. This woman's books are truly amazing. Then, after an hour long reading session, I find my eyes beginning to shut against my will, so I set down the book on the bedside table and shut off the lamp. ~ The next morning...

With Alex being exonerated and her book sitting on the New York Times Best Seller List, the future looked as bright as the skyline of New York City on a dazzling summer’s afternoon. From her kitchen’s eastside view, neither Alex nor Rachel could see the dark clouds forming to the west. New York summer storms could be brutal, but the intensity of the loudest thunder was not nearly as terrifying as what Rachel heard when she finally forced her finger to hit the connect key. “Rachel. We have a problem,”

She didn’t even notice when she got so cold. “I see you prefer to shop in large quantities,” Yuna looked at the stack of books with a malicious glance. “We don’t have Simmons in the store, but we have a couple of books in stock: “Prayers to the Broken Stone” and “The Fall of Hyperion.” — “Hyperion” is not particularly interesting to me, but I would buy a collection of his stories. - Okay, I’ll call tomorrow and order delivery - it’s too late today. They probably dumped everything. And I'm closing in about twenty minutes. If you don't have plans, then let's go home together.

Damn one man couldn't get enough of it. Damien went out onto the porch with his cell phone to check his messages. The store where reading today wanted him to confirm he had made it to town, which he did. A message from his agent said that his new release, for the first time, had appeared on the list of The New York Times Fiction Best Sellers, at number twenty-five. The promotional efforts of American publisher had given results. A NYT bestselling author. What about this? This was definitely your lucky day.

she asked. Alvin smiled, ready for a kill. "I recently read this novel by a New York Times bestselling author who goes by the name AdelleX. The title of her novel is 'The Woman's Dark Secrets.' I think all women have dark secrets that they are trying hard to keep buried within the four corners of their minds. Am I right?" Briana rolled her eyes. "And does the book satisfy your craving for juicy stuff and endless drama?" Alvin looked at her, wearing a surprised expression on his face. "How did you know that I like juicy stuff?"

“Oh, are you Edward’s girl? Is it April? Annie?” “It’s Audrey, Mrs. Clifford.” I smiled at her. The Cliffords are included as the ones who thrive in the town. They owned the biggest supermarket in town. “You are a very beautiful girl, aren’t you, Audrey?” She smiled sweetly. “My son would be smitten if he sees you. Didn’t you say you work in New York now? Isn’t that a big city? I’ve never been anywhere but this place except for Olivia and Jun. How are you coping?”

Emma answered the call, still nestled against Jake's side on the couch. "Maya, this better be good, because your timing is" "Em, thank God you answered. Are you sitting down?" Emma felt a chill of premonition. "What's wrong?" "It's not wrong, it's incredible. *The New York Times* just called me. They want to do a feature story on your emotional authenticity breakthrough, and they're considering your manuscript for their fall literary fiction recommendations." Emma stared at Jake, seeing her own shock reflected in his expression.