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Книги Henry Veronica
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The warm and witty new novel from acclaimed author Veronica Henry will be her best yet. Expect affairs of the heart, lies, scandal and humour — all wrapped up in one perfectly presented Veronica Henry-sized package! This will be a lovely women's fiction read that Ronnie's fans will not want to miss. |
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This summer, 2010, Veronica Henry will bring us THE BEACH HUT. A wonderful novel of linked short stories, each focussing on a gaily painted row of beach huts on the picturesque Woolacoombe beach in Devon. Just as each beach hut has a girl's name painted above the door, each has its own individual story. Ronnie has spent many summers eavesdropping on what goes on in them. Various comings and goings, the people who hire them, the people who own them, and what goes on in the huts on this beautiful beach over a long, hot, lazy summer... |
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Jenna is known as The Ice Cream Girl. She doesn't mind the name one bit. After all, it's a happy name, and there are far worse jobs than selling ice creams on Everdene beach. Craig spends as much time as he can at the beach hut in Everdene he rents with a few of his mates. As a policeman, it is a restful change from his daily life, and he's surfing mad. One weekend he's down there on his own when he notices a girl on the beach. He's young, free and single and she catches his eye. But on this particular summer weekend, both Jenna and Craig's lives are about to change... |
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When Lisa and her boyfriend George take on the run-down Rocks Hotel, they are determined to throw everything they have into making it THE chic maritime retreat. But renovating a hotel is about a lot more than stripping the wooden floors and supplying Indian cotton sheets. And the locals aren't exactly welcoming to the newcomers, either... especially Bruno, the tall, dark and decidedly surly owner of a rival hotel. Amid the sandcastles and surf, passions run high as ghosts from the past come out of the freshly-painted woodwork and a summer season looks like it is heading dangerously close to the rocks. |
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