Titres dans Roman féminin

Ricky France-Lynch was moody, macho, and magnificent. He had a large crumbling estate, a nine-goal polo handicap, and a beautiful wife who was fair game for anyone with a cheque book. He also had the adoration of fourteen-year-old Perdita MacLeod. Perdita couldn't wait to leave her dreary school and become a polo player. The polo set were ritzy, wild, and gloriously promiscuous. Perdita thought she'd get along with them very well.

Lorsque la mère d'Olivia présente son nouveau petit ami à sa fille, il n'est pas du tout ce qu'Olivia avait prévu. Elle avait pensé que l'élégante et célèbre créatrice de mode Eleanor tomberait amoureuse d'un bel homme d'affaires à renommée internationale. À place, Olivia se retrouve coincée avec... Cyrus. Il est petit, aux cheveux fins et bedonnant. Tout va de mal en pis quand Eleanor annonce qu'ils vont se marier, un évènement qui risque bien d'éclipser la fête d'anniversaire d’Olivia.

"Je m'appelle Constant. Constant Bancelin. Ni homme, ni femme, PDG. Ce soir, je mets un terme à ma vie telle que je la connais depuis bientôt dix ans." Constance est ambitieuse et dévouée corps et âme à son entreprise. Lorsqu'on lui refuse une promotion sous prétexte qu'elle est une femme, son monde s'écroule. Elle a alors une idée complètement folle : se faire passer pour un homme afin de lever définitivement les obstacles à sa carrière.

To the Green-Eyed Lovebird: We met 15 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.

An interpreter has come to The Hague to escape New York and work at the International Court. A woman of many languages and identities, she is looking for a place to finally call home. She's drawn into simmering personal dramas: Her lover, Adriaan, is separated from his wife but still entangled in his marriage. Her friend Jana witnesses a seemingly random act of violence, a crime the interpreter becomes increasingly obsessed with as she befriends the victim's sister. And she's pulled into controversy when she’s asked to interpret for a former president accused of war crimes.

Reese almost had it all: a loving relationship with Amy, an apartment in New York City, a job she didn't hate. She had scraped together what previous generations of trans women could only dream of: a life of mundane, bourgeois comforts. The only thing missing was a child. But then her girlfriend, Amy, detransitioned and became Ames, and everything fell apart. Now Reese is caught in a self-destructive pattern: avoiding her loneliness by sleeping with married men.

Cassie Hanwell was born for emergencies. As one of the only female firefighters in her Texas firehouse, she's seen her fair share of them, and she's excellent at dealing with other people's tragedies. But when her estranged and ailing mother asks her to uproot her life and move to Boston, it's an emergency of a kind Cassie never anticipated. The tough, old-school Boston firehouse is as different from Cassie's old job as it could possibly be. Hazing, a lack of funding, and poor facilities mean that the firemen aren't exactly thrilled to have a "lady" on the crew.

Maman était une force de la nature et elle avait une patience très limitée pour les jérémiades de gamines douillettes. Nos plaies, elle les désinfectait à l'alcool à 90°, le Mercurochrome apparemment était pour les enfants gâtés. Et puis il y avait l'éther, dans ce flacon d'un bleu céruléen comme la sphère vespérale. Cette couleur était la sienne, cette profondeur du bleu sombre où se perd le coup de poing lancé contre Dieu. Ce premier roman raconte l'amour inconditionnel liant une mère à ses filles, malgré ses fêlures et sa défaillance.

Paris, 1939: Young and ambitious Odile Souchet seems to have the perfect life with her handsome police officer beau and a dream job at the American Library in Paris. When the Nazis march into the city, Odile stands to lose everything she holds dear, including her beloved library. Together with her fellow librarians, Odile joins the Resistance with the best weapons she has: books.

Françoise Sagan en virtuose nous parle d’un amour dévorant, un amour qui ne rime pas forcément avec toujours. Un amour inoubliable, dévastateur mais inexorable.

Henny, issue de la bonne bourgeoisie et entièrement dévouée à son métier de sage-femme, Marike, fervente militante communiste, Ida, aristocrate gâtée qui dissimule une âme rebelle sous le vernis des conventions et Lina, farouchement libre et anticonformiste... Elles sont quatre et rien ne les destinait à se rencontrer. Mais dans le Hambourg de 1919, alors que la guerre laisse enfin la place à un immense appétit de vivre, ces quatre jeunes femmes, nées avec le siècle, vont nouer une amitié indéfectible.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of the decade, when Christian Grey will make Anastasia Steele his wife. But is he really husband material? His dad is unsure, his brother wants to organize one helluva bachelor party, and his fiancée won’t vow to obey.... And marriage brings its own challenges. Their passion for each other burns hotter and deeper than ever, but Ana’s defiant spirit continues to stir Christian’s darkest fears and tests his need for control. As old rivalries and resentments endanger them both, one misjudgment threatens to tear them apart.

Lydia Quixano Pérez lives in the Mexican city of Acapulco. She runs a bookstore. She has a son, Luca, the love of her life, and a wonderful husband who is a journalist. And while there are cracks beginning to show in Acapulco because of the drug cartels, her life is, by and large, fairly comfortable. When Lydia’s husband’s tell-all profile of Javier, the jefe of the newest drug cartel that has gruesomely taken over the city, is published, none of their lives will ever be the same.

It's devastating to hear your husband has died in an horrific car accident. But to learn he died with a mystery woman as his passenger is torment. Was Greg having an affair? Ellie clings to Greg's innocence, and her determination to prove it to the world means she must find out who the woman was and what she was doing in Greg's car.

Graphic designer Sonya MacTavish is stunned to learn that her late father had a twin he never knew about—and that her newly discovered uncle, Collin Poole, has left her almost everything he owned, including a majestic Victorian house on the Maine coast, which the will stipulates she must live in for at least three years. Her engagement recently broken, she sets off to find out why the boys were separated at birth—and why it was all kept secret until a genealogy website brought it to light.

Au cœur du Paris éclatant de la Belle Époque, *Gigi* nous raconte l’histoire d’une jeune fille vive et audacieuse, élevée par sa grand-mère et sa tante pour devenir une femme élégante et accomplie. Mais Gigi n’est pas une élève docile : son esprit libre et son humour tranchant la rendent unique. Elle défie les conventions avec une fraîcheur désarmante et refuse de se laisser enfermer dans les attentes de son époque.

Reeling from a bad break-up, Lizbet Keaton is desperately seeking a fresh start. When she's named the new general manager of the Hotel Nantucket, a Gilded Age gem whose glamour has been left to tarnish, she hopes that her local expertise and charismatic staff can transform the hotel's fortunes—and her own. All she needs to do is win over their new billionaire owner from London, Xavier Darling—and the wildly popular Instagram influencer Shelly Carpenter, who can help put them back on the map.

Korede is bitter. How could she not be? Her sister, Ayoola, is many things: the favorite child, the beautiful one, possibly sociopathic. And now Ayoola's third boyfriend in a row is dead. Korede's practicality is the sisters' saving grace. She knows the best solutions for cleaning blood, the trunk of her car is big enough for a body, and she keeps Ayoola from posting pictures of her dinner to Instagram when she should be mourning her 'missing' boyfriend. Not that she gets any credit.

Jeanne, illustratrice de 40 ans, est stressée et boulimique. Sur les conseils de sa sœur, elle part pour Biarritz effectuer un jeûne de huit jours sous la supervision de Myriam. Arrivée sur place, elle est la seule du groupe inscrit cette semaine-là à ne pas s'être désistée. Elle se demande si elle pourra tenir jusqu'à la fin de la semaine.

He's a rugged, battle-hardened soldier who spent four years in the Royal Guard, an elite military unit. I met the king and queen for the first time wearing leggings and a sweatshirt. But there's the way he looks at me. Like he knows every dirty thought I've had about him - and he likes them. There's the way my pulse skyrockets every time his hand brushes mine. I'm the ambassador's daughter. I know better than to mess around with a foreign head of state.