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Embarrassing breakups at work cost you promotions. Phoebe learned that the hard way. So when a patron's will names her as the director of a new museum in Serendipity Springs, she jumps at the chance to prove her professionalism. Her new plan: focus on work. Ignore distractions. Definitely ignore men. Easy peasy. But then the mailbox in Phoebe's quirky apartment building starts delivering a series of old love letters written between strangers… sixty years ago.

Set mostly in the north of the UK, in a near future. Women march together in protest at a government reneging on climate promises. Two glorified paper pushers in Spain help British ex-pats escape a heatwave that will soon lay waste to most of southern Europe. A twitter storm erupts in the panic of a real tempest. In the northeast, a beloved allotment sinks below the waterline. Sea levels rise, toxic rain falls and the earth poisons the food that grows in it. The elite, and winners of the life lottery, are evacuated to giant towers.

Sophie Stewart knows a lot about plants. The rooftop garden she tends and beautifies is ample evidence of that. What she doesn't know is anything about love, not with her long track record of always picking the wrong guy. But then a mystery flower pops up in her garden—a flower that only blooms in the presence of true love. Never one to shy away from a little magic, Sophie convinces her best friend, Peter, to help her use the flower to find her soulmate.

Conquer what may destroy you, though resilience can only get you so far. After one fateful night, Blake's destiny comes into view, and she finds that her life is not of this realm. Asgard is her true home, and she must stop Ragnarök from coming. Will she be able to conquer the darkness within or will it consume her?

When Emmett and Davon show up to the home of Emmett's late Uncle Roy, they were ready for the headaches of a renovation and selling the place. After a year of set back after set back, fixing up the vacant New England home is a challenge they think they are ready for. What they were not ready for is the dark shadow that seems to appear whenever they take a moment to... relax. When that shadow turns out to be a seven foot tall demon with red skin they accidentally name Steve, neither of them know what to think.

This complete 2-in-1 guide is designed to help you break free from anxious thoughts and relationship insecurity—whether you’re struggling with overthinking, anxious attachment, or navigating a connection with an emotionally distant partner.

He was a one-night stand, and I’m their pregnant omega… again!? It wasn’t meant to be anything more than a wild night. A little drinking. A little romp. Not a baby and an alpha baby daddy I can’t find, despite my best efforts. A year and a half later, I’m a single mother out on the dating scene, falling for another alpha—Eli—and hoping his pack welcomes me when the time comes. If they are anything like him, willing to accept me and all my baggage, I may be one lucky omega. But it turns out our meeting was anything but luck…

The twos just got a lot more terrible. Ian had enough trouble trying to write for a living and keep up with his daughter, Lucy, even before she started shifting into a squirrel. Now that she's turning two and breathing fire? All bets are off. Olivia is used to her cat Seltzer bringing her live trophies, but she's not sure what to do with a squirrel that turns into an adorable little red-headed girl, or the gorgeous single dad who comes looking for her from next door.

Vivian had a literal unicorn . . . and tragically lost him. Her daughter is a kirin, a lucky Chinese unicorn, her son is eight months and already has four teeth, and she's working full-time as a nurse. She doesn't have the time for romance, no matter how handsome the new temporary pediatrics doctor is. She definitely doesn't have time for the puppy her daughter desperately wants.

I was happy being single. No relationship drama. No woman putting demands on my time. I had my family and my club. I didn't need anyone else. But when a mysterious brunette walked into our clubhouse, something inside me shifted. She wasn't like anyone I'd ever met. Everything I prided myself on, being unattached, emotionally unavailable, in it for nothing but sex . . . it all shattered.

My captor, my enemy, and my fated mate. I’m the best bounty hunter in the business. I find lost artifacts that people would kill to possess. I’m also broke. When a notorious leprechaun offers me a job I can’t refuse, I realize too late I’m not hunting an object. The contract was simple; steal the prince, escape unseen. Spoiler alert: I failed. Horribly. The moment I step into the fae kingdom beyond the veil, I feel it—someone watching me. Waiting for me.

I'd been in survival mode my entire life, battling the ghosts of my past, believing I was destined to either die at a young age or end up in jail. Thankfully, neither occurrence happened, although not for a lack of trying. I'd succumbed to the idea I'd be alone for the rest of my life. It was the reason I closed myself off from everyone. I had nothing to offer except anger and regret. Then I found solace when I joined the Knights Corruption, discovering the sense of family I'd longed for.

Remember when seeing ghosts was my biggest problem? I miss those days. Now, I'm magically bonded (shackled) to a creature of unlimited destructive power. He insists we are destined for each other and that I will belong to him. If that wasn't enough, I've been kidnapped by another destructive creature—the one I'm supposed to help kill. Awkward, I know. It's rapidly becoming clear that I'm at the center of their tangled web of lies. A smart person would act meek and play along in hopes of surviving. Too bad I'm an idiot.

What happens when you discover that the shadows don’t hide the monsters you should fear, but the ones who will save you? I come home to discover the ultimate act of betrayal by the one person who was meant to love and protect me. My father sold me to the Russian Bratva, in exchange for a debt he could not pay, his apology a text message as he fled the country. Enter Nikolai Petrov, tall, dark and handsome, the Bratva leader’s son, and my childhood crush. Also the man who has won me, who has paid the price for me in blood and expects a return in kind.

Es ist kein Märchen. Aber es könnte eines werden. Jedenfalls, sofern der Präsident des MC Sons of Ragnarök das Sagen hat. Wie das Licht einer Straßenlaterne einen Nachtfalter, so zieht mich die zarte Gestalt auf dem dunklen, menschenleeren Supermarktparkplatz an. Doch im Gegensatz zur Motte weiß ich ganz genau, dass es mein Verderben sein wird, wenn ich diesem Bedürfnis nachgebe. Kann mich das zurückhalten? Gottverdammt! Natürlich nicht. Ohne Rücklagen ein Kosmetikstudio eröffnen? Mit Mitte zwanzig sollte das prinzipiell kein Problem darstellen.

Deknol has sold his soul to The Deceiver. I can see it in the powers that he now wields. Far stronger than any magic present on Protheka. It excites me. Because he will use his power to rescue me. To protect me. To pleasure me. The value of my life on Protheka is less than worthless. But when I stand next to Deknol, whose godlike powers crackle the air around him, I am a queen. His queen.

Have you ever been curious what happens when you take a leap of faith into entrepreneurship? Unfulfilled in her corporate job, and frustrated with dating app options, I Failed, is a humorous recounting of Whitney Linscott’s attempt to launch a dating app. This book pulls the curtain back on what it's really like to be an entrepreneur and has more twists, turns, and hair raising scares than a roller coaster at a carnival that was assembled by a drunk orangutan.

Aged seven, Princess Nina Fiordlasher made a wish. Within twenty-four hours her world was changed irrevocably, her parents murdered, her kingdom stolen, and her status changed from royal to fugitive. Now, as Nina approaches her eighteenth birthday, she has the right to reclaim her throne.

A full week without showers, a real bed, or Internet was bad enough. Spending it with my family’s sworn enemy—the unbearably smug, indecently handsome Miller West—is a bridge too far. I’m determined to remain enemies, even if sparring with him is my favorite thing in the world. Even if he’s hell-bent on protecting me, whether I need it or not, and surprisingly kind, no matter how awful I am to him.

Ten years ago I left my marriage and the love of my life. On paper my husband checked the boxes. 1. Devastatingly handsome. 2. Wild and carefree. 3. And a skilled lover . . . if you know what I mean. But Corjan Powell was a bad husband. We were too young to be saddled with a lifetime of resentment and regret. After a year of confrontations and no change, I didn't even give him the chance to refuse divorce papers. One disastrous fight too far, I wrote him a note and I left. "But Bree, what happened over those ten years?" you ask. Resentment. And regrets.