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Aral Kingslayer has nothing to lose - and only justice to gain. Torn apart by the death of his goddess, he must avenge her in order to save himself from being lost forever.... It’s been nine long years since the death of his patron, Namara, and exalted assassin Aral Kingslayer desperately misses the thrill and glory of being a higher power of justice. Now he is haunted by the ghosts of the past - and by the ghost of the lost goddess herself.

After her divorce, Darla Gregory isn’t about ready to start dating again. That is, until she meets Chandler Brown, a handyman who is a sweet gentleman, the very opposite of her philandering ex. Problem is, the cowboy’s off limits. Darla is running for city council against Chandler’s best friend, and a romance is out of the question. Chandler Brown’s best friend Royal is running for city council and he’s promised to help him. Only trouble is, the opponent is none other than Darla Gregory, a woman he very much would like to date.

The story concerns the young and vivacious Emma Watson, one of six children of a widowed clergyman. Emma has spent most of her life under the care of a wealthy aunt of liberal views, and has received a good education. However, when her aunt enters into a second marriage, Emma is forced to return to the family home, where she is affronted by the crass hunting for husbands undertaken her sisters, Penelope and Margaret.

The unlikely heroine of this novel is the bashful and unadventurous Fanny Price, who occupies a Cinderella-like position in the residence of her wealthy cousins, the Bertrams, at Mansfield Park. Fanny is the butt of ridicule for the young Bertram sisters (Maria and Julia), and is relentlessly bullied by her manipulative and penny-pinching aunt, the widowed Mrs Norris.

Stuck living in the catacombs underneath what used to be NYC, I've managed to stay hidden and alive and safe-ish. But when my guardian fails to return from a supply run, I'm forced to contemplate life on the surface. Worse? Three warriors have infiltrated my home, insisting that I am the last gold dragon they've been searching for. That everything I know everything I've believed is a lie.

Mycroft Canner is a convict. For his crimes he is required, as is the custom of the 25th century, to wander the world being as useful as he can to all he meets. Carlyle Foster is a sensayer--a spiritual counselor in a world that has outlawed the public practice of religion, but which also knows that the inner lives of humans cannot be wished away.

She swore off men. He'd given up on finding "the one." Then a blizzard changed everything. Lucy Darlington has had it with dating. After one too many disasters—including a first date that ends with a margarita to someone's face—she's done. Her man ban is ironclad. No exceptions. What she...

I'm trapped in an engagement that feels like a life sentence. Likely why I had that extra glass of champagne at my getaway bachelorette party. This isn't some beautiful beginning, it's the end of my life... But when I stumble into the wrong hotel room, I run smack into the most sinfully delicious man I've ever laid eyes on…

Under the quiet stillness of Corvus College, where ravens flock, and the grounds themselves whisper, Asher Ambrose and Silas Blackwood’s paths are irrevocably changed. Silas I’ve never been myself at Corvus College. I was obligated to come here because my dad is the university president, and I wanted to play collegiate rugby. But behind closed doors, I’m not who they’ve made me out to be. When my failing grades force me under the wing of the school’s most notorious bookworm, my resolve is tested more than ever.

Taking the nanny job was supposed to be a temporary arrangement for me. I needed money, not a full-blown life detour, with no prior qualifications, and definitely not a brooding billionaire with a too-serious stare and a daughter who hadn't smiled in months. But Ashton Cross isn't what I expected. Yes, he's powerful. Intimidating. Frustrating. He watches me like he's starving. He touches me like he's forgotten how. And I'm falling fast for a man who's everything I swore I'd stay away from.

Franchesca "Frankie" Blake's life is a carefully balanced chaos: single mom, rink-side bartender, and secret late-night skater with two left feet. Romance? Not on the schedule. Especially not with the cocky, dominant, too-hot-for-their-own-good beer league boys who practically live at the rink. At least, that's what she tells herself—right up until a babysitter emergency drops her kids in the laps of Travis and Elliot.

Wren Hart was Formula One's rising star. Fast, fearless, and impossible to tame. She had the speed. The pack. The dream. Until one brutal crash stole everything—the win, her body, and the Alphas she once called hers. Betrayed and broken, she vanished, leaving behind the track, the fame, and...

All I wanted was the minibar. Instead, I got a mate and a magical meltdown. I only planned to visit my estranged, slightly off-her-rockers grandmother at her inn and maybe find a little closure. Instead, I get blown up, turned into a werewolf (excuse me, shifter), and found out I’m at the center of a prophecy that might doom the supernatural world. No pressure. Oh, and I apparently have a mate. Cade Westin, the dangerously hot alpha with a death stare and a talent for destruction. He says he’s bound to protect me, but I’m not sure even he can stop what’s coming.

Charlotte Wells needs a drastic change in her life. Her editor is looking for something new, something fresh. Something romantic. And Charlotte–well, Charlotte hates love. She can't say no to the deal from the publisher, so she heads to Orchid City for a change of scenery. What she doesn't intend on is finding inspiration in the hot hockey player she stumbles into.

Orphaned in a brutal attack as a young child, Calista grew up raised by hunters. In her twenty-one years, she's learned how to take down almost any kind of supernatural creature that steps outside of the agreed-upon rules, but there's only one kind of creature she hates: the ones who destroyed her family. As Alpha of the biggest wolf pack in the area, Vaughan can't wait any longer for his mate.

In a kingdom built on lies and blood, some bonds cannot be broken. Merrit Locke runs Lock & Key, a neutral bar at the edge of vampire court territory, keeping her head down, her past blank, and her telepathy a secret. Until Prince Kieran Veyne walks through her door. He’s beautiful, dangerous, and far too observant. When a violent ambush forces Merrit to act, Kieran sees just enough to draw the wrong conclusion, believing she’s a rare seer. A lie Merrit must uphold when he drags her into a world of velvet deception. To use her, he makes her part of his court.

WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS DOESN'T ALWAYS STAY IN VEGAS. A girls weekend in Vegas to celebrate me finally passing my nursing boards what could go wrong? A lot. Like accidentally marrying the star of bull riding. Maverick Ryder. I'm sure you're wondering how someone gets accidentally married. Answer...

Kincaid Family Enterprises sits atop a Vegas real estate empire. Some of our business is legal, while parts hide in the shadows. That's where I come in. Enforcer who does the dirty work. Not talented enough to be King. Not smart enough to be CEO. Not clever enough to think our way out of a war that threatens to take everything we've worked to build. Until fate and circumstance align, and I find myself with the perfect chance. Frame our enemies and win this war. The catch? I'll have to fake my own death.

They said Omegas don't belong on the track. She's about to make them choke on her dust. All her life, Auren Vale wanted one thing—to be the first Omega to race in Formula One. But when her designation ruins everything, she's blacklisted from the sport she lives for. No pack. No sponsor. No...

I swore I’d never take another mate. Not after the last one nearly broke me—bone, blood, and soul. So when Styx shows up at my door with a red dress, a cryptic invitation, and a look that says "trust me" (which I absolutely do not), I should’ve slammed the door in her smug face. Instead, I ended up at the All Hallows’ Eve Ball. In heels. Surrounded by strangers. And then… him.