Claudia Carroll 3 Book Bundle

Claudia Carroll 3 Book Bundle
Claudia Carroll

Three heart-warming romantic comedies from Sunday Times bestselling author Claudia Carroll.A Very Accidental Love Story is the story of Eloise, successful high-flier and mother of Lily, following a trip to the sperm bank …But juggling a high-powered job with single motherhood does not prove to be easy. And what happens when Lily becomes determined to track down her Daddy?In Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow we meet Annie and Dan, the perfect couple. But, truth be told, the not-so-newly-weds are feeling more like flatmates than soul-mates and are wondering where all the fun and fireworks have gone. So what happens when they decide to take a year off …from each other?Personally I Blame My Fairy Godmother is the story of Jessie, who believes in fairytale endings. But when she gets dumped loses her job and is forced to live at home with her evil step mum and stepsisters is it time to give up on the dream? Or can happy endings come in the strangest of places?

Claudia Carroll 3 Book Bundle

Claudia Carroll

Table of Contents

Title Page (#u204d8148-5644-5de6-8d86-248db3e23e64)

A Very Accidental Love Story (#uf84ce3d9-8cb1-5489-ae9b-961749cd68d8)

Will You Still Love me Tomorrow (#u15b5497a-8cb3-598f-9d90-e2d58f187829)

Personally I Blame my Fairy Godmother (#u87d31dc6-f8a7-5c9f-8197-f1e5afc7c235)

About the Author (#uf71d9f93-5b47-50ff-80fa-24751d2b7da7)

By the Same Author (#u1ce8cb7b-115b-56bd-a95e-49d757f03aa7)

Copyright (#ucd2da9bf-9f8b-536c-a283-7c13436cb58d)

About the Publisher (#ufc58dbbd-8efd-57bd-829b-75129331d723)

A Very Accidental Love Story

CLAUDIA CARROLL

A Very Accidental Love Story

For Anita Notaro, with love.

Watch your thoughts, for they become words,

Watch your words, for they become actions,

Watch your actions, for they become habits,

Watch your habits, for they become character,

Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.

Anonymous

Table of Contents

Title Page (#u4574e88a-b45b-51b2-8314-299b49d9d941)

Dedication (#ue091878b-54c3-5287-a46b-7270578fae1a)

Epigraph (#u88775ca5-1090-54d2-8f16-d890f669ad69)

Prologue (#uccd65086-8095-510d-aa83-6507885d2aee)

Part One: Eloise (#uf5fd307f-bcd1-5e4a-8957-d1cbbdcb3bc1)

Chapter One (#ua5f774ff-474e-5285-827d-a13a8e68863e)

Chapter Two (#uff21ce9a-b079-574b-9e4a-36eeac936c01)

Chapter Three (#u9ce66b05-dc9c-5579-95d3-bb14ad5a0bea)

Chapter Four (#u7b8c7118-165c-5fd3-92c1-844a75f16775)

Part Two (#ua3b5d1c3-ff11-5952-9328-761f4e127bd2)

Chapter Five (#u87d299ff-35b6-575c-bec6-dc3bddff3ded)

Chapter Six (#uac6112ff-9d28-596e-aa4d-1299622ca63e)

Chapter Seven (#ue5903725-f183-5bc2-80c5-887daa1ccff7)

Chapter Eight (#uba0b6bb2-bbca-5b55-a50b-f6a7b8468a6f)

Part Three: Eloise (#ua81c5759-1e2c-5703-bd9f-4e182970b0f2)

Chapter Nine (#uecc43d9e-f692-53aa-87d0-5540736e87a5)

Chapter Ten (#u711b154e-9aa7-5f58-9453-61f07714a82f)

Chapter Eleven (#ub1e75767-c7b6-5810-8868-c049403713db)

Part Four (#u800eeddd-4ad0-58f4-9396-dd20dce3ea7c)

Chapter Twelve (#u4e24ec81-53c1-5fa4-8dd0-1cdd70b9d6e1)

Chapter Thirteen (#ufef628bc-5e63-583b-bfdc-a3c612047d3e)

Chapter Fourteen (#u98f954e7-7886-5919-b021-14bbdb68c9a2)

Chapter Fifteen (#u3f911a37-93be-5846-9f31-87e683298606)

Chapter Sixteen (#uc0ce50fd-af77-57ce-ac48-28eb4709ade7)

Part Five: Eloise (#u706b2e39-d466-5edd-8bac-74361caca0b2)

Chapter Seventeen (#u80fa81a4-1866-53e6-82c8-7529b844a4e6)

Chapter Eighteen (#u8bdf1c66-9446-5608-93ed-293f3e212aa2)

Epilogue (#u47b31431-bea0-54cb-ab57-70d5e9d36a5a)

Acknowledgements (#u83257300-6bd9-5361-9f8e-17b17b066281)

Read on for an exclusive Daily Echo feature by Eloise Elliot (#uc121db30-eb23-55ff-a236-c91a826a177f)

Prologue

They say no man is an island, but Eloise Elliot was.

Not that this particularly bothered her most of the time, but tonight was different.

It was her thirtieth birthday, and, bar a few stragglers from the accounts department who’d famously go to the opening of a fridge door if they thought they might scab a free drink out of it, no one had turned up.

No one.

Not a single one of the Board of Directors she worked so slavishly for; nor any of her senior editorial team, colleagues she’d known and worked shoulder-to-shoulder with for the past seven gruelling years. Not even the few – the very few – co-workers who, if she didn’t exactly think of them as friends, at least didn’t physically hurl furniture at her as she passed them by.