Risultati per "Monica Murphy" in Narrativa letteraria

Kostya ha dieci anni quando si mette in viaggio per arrivare dalla nonna Irina, domestica a Napoli. Nello zaino, la foto di una madre mai conosciuta e un indirizzo. Suo padre è al fronte per difendere l'Ucraina appena invasa. Tra soldati che cercano di bloccarlo al confine e sconosciute che gli dànno una mano, il bambino riesce ad arrivare. Vita, la signora per cui la nonna lavora, lo scopre addormentato sullo zerbino. Quattro anni fa lei ha perso suo figlio e ora passa le giornate da sola, o con Irina, che ha letto Dante e parla italiano come un poeta del Duecento.

I've moved through life doing what's expected of me. I'm the middle daughter, the dutiful daughter. The one who braved a vicious attack and survived. The one who devoted herself to her family's business empire. The one who met an ambitious man and fell in love. We were going to run Fleur Cosmetics together, Zachary and I. When Zachary got a promotion, however, he left me in the dust. Maybe it's for the best, between his disloyalty and his wandering eye. But another man was waiting for me. Wanting me.

I'm in trouble. Again. And instead of facing my problems head-on, I've run away. Far away this time, and no one can catch me - not my two younger sisters, Violet and Rose; not my father, my grandmother, or that witch, Pilar, who wants to take control of my family's cosmetics company. Now I'm in Hawaii, enjoying the sun and sand and water, where nobody knows the hot mess known as Lily Fowler. And I'm loving every minute of it. But someone is watching me. Following me. He's gorgeous.

People say the youngest child has it easy, but nothing can be further from the truth. Unlike my two sisters, Violet and Lily, I'm never in the limelight. I just work my butt off for Fleur Cosmetics and get little to no thanks for it. I've been pushed too far one too many times, and I'm finally brave enough to do something about it. Maybe my newfound courage has something to do with the amazing pink and white diamond necklace I wear to the party in Cannes.