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Alice Adams follows the day-to-day life of a young woman who dreams of climbing the social ladder and escaping from her middle-class background. She struggles with the constant tension between her parents and her older brother. When a wealthy young man becomes interested in her, she weaves a fictional life during their discussions; it is eventually exposed.

Anthony Patch is the idle heir to a vast fortune. His wife, Gloria, dazzles society with her good looks. Satisfied by privilege and beauty alone, they are beholden only to the "magnificent attitude of not giving a damn." When Anthony’s inheritance is withheld, it causes an irreparable rift in their marriage, threatening their fragile paradise. Oblivious to their future, he and Gloria have little left to define themselves but their ever-receding pasts.

Daisy Murray was our best friend, the girl of our dreams, and the glue that held us all together. But our town hosted an evil presence, and it wanted Daisy all for itself. One night, it took her from us, and she was erased from history. On the tenth anniversary of her disappearance, we are summoned home—back to the tainted town—by the ghost of the girl we all loved. It should be impossible, but there's no chance any of us are willing to miss the opportunity to see her again.

Defending Eve is wholeheartedly inspired with love by true events and is not meant as a self-help book. Rather it is a genuine and heartfelt story that leaves the reader with many valuable lessons intended to better all relationships. It is also unique because such a tender story has its source from the acrimony of a break up. Ironically, it is only through such a stormy environment that the light is able to shine through.

For here or to go? It’s a question Nathaniel O’Toole asks every day while working in his uncle’s pie shop. But when Harrison Rutledge walks through the front door, Nathaniel can’t help but imagine a third option — forever. Not that it’s possible, of course. Even if a guy as attractive as Harrison wanted him, Nathaniel’s duty is with his uncle’s business. Ever since his older brother disappeared, he’s done his best to keep what little family he has left together.

Serve your purpose. It’s the code by which Elijah McMillan lives and breathes. He was born to service other men, and he does so with pride. At least until his irresistible brainiac of a counselor Silas Rutledge comes along and tells him he can’t. That it’s wrong. That he’s “worth more.” As if. Only the more Silas talks, the more Elijah starts to think that it might be true - that he’s someone of value instead of a toy made for better men. That maybe he can be saved. Elijah McMillan doesn’t want to be fixed, but his case is one Silas Rutledge refuses to give up.

Trust no one. It’s a lesson Seth Cooper lives by. So why is it that when he meets Tad Rutledge, all he wants is to be wrapped in his strong arms and forget about the world? It’s insanity and Seth knows it - every second he’s not on guard is a second he’s at risk - but the kindness in Tad’s eyes makes him want to believe happiness is possible. Only the truth is far more complex. Seth can’t let anyone love him. Not now. Not ever. Not if he wants to survive.

Eden, USA, is the perfect place to live until Ed Harris, the banker, finds his wife in bed with his best friend. Shotgun in hand, he escorts them to the door, and tells his friend: "Guess what? She's yours!"
"I've got a wife, Ed," says the friend.
"Now you have two..."

After Seth’s death Greta finds out she is with child. Seth’s parents pressure their other son, Adam, into a proxy marriage in order to keep the child in the family. Adam loves the sea and fails to arrive in Texas to meet his proxy bride. His father is forced to send the maritime police after him. Will Adam and Greta stick with the marriage? Will they fall in love? Or will Greta continue to obtain an annulment?

Grandfather tried to prepare me for everything… Yet, how could anyone prepare me for this? Kidnapping. Blackmail. Deception. Grief. Vengeance. The Royals have always been about blood. Blood lines, blood relations, and the spilling of blood. I didn’t ask for this war. I didn’t go looking for it. But I will let nothing and no one keep me from the men I love and we will find what was taken from us. No one will ever steal from us again. They say desperation makes for strange bedfellows, fortunately, the men in my bed are far more dangerous to everyone else.

Survival isn’t everything. I’ve fought to protect my family. I’ve bled for them, killed for them, and gone to jail for them. There is no fight I will not take on for them… I’ve been waging this war since I was seven years old. The only thing that’s changed is the battlefield itself. For Mayhem, I’ll trade in the grime of the streets for the illusions of her shimmering world. Only all that glitter is hiding a well of sin and corruption that leaves blood in its wake. This isn’t my world, but I won’t be defeated by it.

I was born into this world. Power and wealth are the keys to controlling it, but they aren’t everything. They are a means to an end when it comes to protecting the people I care about. I’ve known my destiny since I was old enough to sit at the table. Everything in my life has been focused on preparing me for the future. Know your enemies, your allies, and the people in the middle you can buy. When he first appeared in my life, I had no idea who he was, but I never forgot his pretty face. While it’s been years and I barely recognize him, I can’t get enough.

Madness runs in my blood or so my family history would suggest. For more than thirteen years, I've been driven by one quest. One desire. One goal. It's about more than just DNA and legacy, it's about a promise. One I swore I would never give up. I never could have planned for her. For Lainey B. For how the girl who kept my secret became a woman who is truly my partner. I've been running alone for so long, I didn't think I could be with someone.

Do you ever lie to yourself? I do. Making friends has been the cruelest choice I ever inflicted upon myself. I like to say I don’t regret it, and for the most part that’s true. I resent it. I despise him because he left me behind, following another battle in this war we’ve been waging. I thought we were partners, best friends, allies, and that he would always have my back as I’ve fought to have his. I hate her because she’s perfection and everything he’s ever wanted, untouchable, brilliant, and capable. Yet, I want her too. Need her. Still, she gave herself to someone else.

I’ve worn a lot of labels over the years. For as long as I can remember, I wanted to escape. I hid in my dance. I ran away from my life as much as I could. I fought to be somewhere else, even if I couldn’t be someone else. One night, after my partner lashed out at me and I’d been hurt, the Vandals took me and never looked back. They introduced me to a world I had no idea existed and a family so much greater than the one I’d been trying to survive.

My name is Mickey James. Little Bit is everything. I fought to stay away, and I’ll fight to keep. Our enemies are going to learn that my skill at healing broken bodies makes me damn talented at damaging them too. They drew blood, we’ll bury them.

My name is Liam O’Connell. Hellspawn is mine. Emersyn is ours. We aren’t going to wait around for the next attack. No, we’re taking the fight right to them.

I’d been called so many names over the years. None of them mattered. My mirror cared more than I did. But he never treated me as less. None of them did. My brothers were the Vandals. They didn’t always understand, but they never judged and they always had my back.

Our feelings for her were like wild animals finally freed from their cage. But my sparrow, she was the most brutal fighter of us all. She’d had to be. The battles she’s survived, she’s done in silence and alone. Not anymore. Never again.

Family legacy dictates everything from type of education to suitability of friends to eligible marriage opportunities to the type of business I’m expected to go pursue. It’s more than just DNA, it’s also about birth order, gender, and unfortunately—the family name. I was born a Reed and the weight that carries isn’t limited to the doors that it opens, but also the ones it bars shut. When I was tapped for the Royals, I saw my first way out—but it only proved to be a deeper trap.