..".a deliciously tangled plot and insight into life on the Persian Gulf." Kirkus Review When newlywed Abdulla loses his wife and unborn child in a car accident, the world seems to crumble beneath his feet. Thrust back into living in the family compound, he goes through the motions--work, eat, sleep, repeat. Blaming himself for their deaths, he decides to never marry again but knows that culturally, this is not an option. Three years later, he's faced with an arranged marriage to his cousin Hind, whom he hasn't seen in years. Hard-pressed to find a way out, he consents to a yearlong engagement and tries to find a way to end it. What he doesn't count on, and is unaware of, is Hind's own reluctance to marry. Longing for independence, she insists on being allowed to complete a master's degree in England, a condition Abdulla readily accepts. When she finds an unlikely friend in Indian-American Sangita, she starts down a path that will ultimately place her future in jeopardy. The greatest success of Rajakumar's novel is the emotional journey the reader takes via her rich characters. One cannot help but feel the pressure of the culturally mandated marriage set before Hind and Abdulla. He's not a real Muslim man if he remains single, and she will never be allowed freedoms without the bondage of a potentially loveless marriage. It's an impossible situation dictated by a culture that they still deeply respect. Rajakumar pulls back the veil on life in Qatar to reveal a glimpse of Muslim life rarely seen by Westerners.

In LOVE COMES LATER Ruth I. Ufkes expresses her feelings that, in order to receive love at all ages, one must also give love from the heart. Personal and professional relationships are openly discussed in this book, revealing the author’s inner feelings and, sometimes, almost unbelievable memories. Some of these memories are about her most unlikely angel, a man with a shaded reputation of the dark side. This angel made her smile again and pushed her to life and back to school with a purpose. After then walking alone for some time in life, another man joins her in this life-walk.

Love Comes Softly introduced the characters of Marty and Clark Davis, whose tragic circumstances brought them to a "marriage of convenience" on the frontier prairies during the mid 1800s. The story of how Clark's patient, caring love mirrored that of the heavenly Father, drawing Marty to faith and to love, has captured the hearts and imaginations of over one million readers on Book One alone!

Book 3 of Love Comes Softly. Clark and Marty's daughter, ready to start her own life, must rely on faith in the face of homesickness and mounting hardships.

From the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City. To the Green-eyed Lovebird: We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding… I didn’t see you again until a month ago. It was a Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello. After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half? M

Caring for a loved one with cancer is tough. Doing it alone is overwhelming—especially when that loved one is a child. But ever since Ken Brighton’s partner left him, Ken has spent his days at the hospital with his daughter, Hanna, hoping for a miracle. Maybe the mysterious care packages that appear for Hanna don’t qualify, but they bring a spark of hope into his and Hanna’s tired life—and so does Ken’s neighbor, former singer Patrick Flaherty. For two years Patrick hasn’t been able to focus on anything but the life he should have had. An injury robbed him of his voice, and the idea of introducing himself to new people intimidates him. But over the past months, he’s watched as his neighbor nursed his sick child, and once he meets Ken, Patrick starts to crave a life with him—a life he isn't sure he can have. Ken doesn’t realize he’s fallen in love until the doctors send Hanna home, saying there’s nothing more they can do: Hanna will either recover or succumb. Ken’s heart is set on a new beginning—with both Patrick and Hanna. But Patrick's silence leaves Ken wondering what Patrick wants.

Book 2 of Love Comes Softly. Their family growing, Clark and Marty look to bind each other together with love and faith. Over 800,000 sold!

In Love and Narrative Form in Toni Morrison’s Later Novels, Jean Wyatt explores the interaction among ideas of love, narrative innovation, and reader response in Toni Morrison’s seven later novels. Love comes in a new and surprising shape in each of the later novels; for example, Love presents it as the deep friendship between little girls; in Home it acts as a disruptive force producing deep changes in subjectivity; and in Jazz it becomes something one innovates and recreates each moment—like jazz itself. Each novel’s unconventional idea of love requires a new experimental narrative form. Wyatt analyzes the stylistic and structural innovations of each novel, showing how disturbances in narrative chronology, surprise endings, and gaps mirror the dislocated temporality and distorted emotional responses of the novels’ troubled characters and demand that the reader situate the present-day problems of the characters in relation to a traumatic African American past. The narrative surprises and gaps require the reader to become an active participant in making meaning. And the texts’ complex narrative strategies draw out the reader’s convictions about love, about gender, about race—and then prompt the reader to reexamine them, so that reading becomes an active ethical dialogue between text and reader. Wyatt uses psychoanalytic concepts to analyze Morrison’s narrative structures and how they work on readers. Love and Narrative Form devotes a chapter to each of Morrison’s later novels: Beloved, Jazz, Paradise, Love, A Mercy, Home, and God Help the Child.

A 'friends to lovers' romance Teddi Life's tough. I can't argue with that. I'm not referring to being blind. That brings its own challenges, but I've never let it hold me back from doing anything I wanted to do. I'm talking about losing my partner before the age of thirty. I thought I had it all figured out-marriage, kids, the whole parcel, neatly tied up with a bow, but it wasn't meant to be. While Will lay dying, he made me promise never to love anyone else. I did, of course, because that's what you do, and I meant it, at the time. And then I met Ethan. We've talked online since forever, but on New Year's Eve something changed. For the first time in four years, he made me feel alive. He makes me think about the future. And that's where the problems started. Being friends is one thing. But loving another man? I've promised never to do that, but I'm lonely, and I'm ready to move on. Can I put the past behind me, and start over? Ethan I'm crazy about this girl, but we haven't yet made the step to being lovers. Even though Teddi is the one who said she needed time, it's not all down to her. It should be easy. I like her, she likes me. And yet it's so damn complicated. She's a billionaire, for one thing. For me there's always too much month left at the end of the money, and it's hard for a guy to play the Cinderella role. Also, my two young daughters don't know I'm dating again. Beth's too young to remember her mother, but Maddie will go nuclear on my ass when she finds out. So, true guy style, I haven't told them yet. We can't carry on like this forever, though. I want Teddi-she lights a fire I can't extinguish, and if I don't have her soon I'll spontaneously combust. On Valentine's Day, we go to her brother's party, and there I decide it's time to let go of the past. I'm going to seduce her and show her how much I want her. I'll be slow, careful, and thoughtful, and I won't rush it. Unbeknown to me, Teddi has other, better, plans.