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When I see her across the cabana at the luxurious Miami beach club - I know I have to have her. She stands out from the crowd - there’s nothing fake or plastic about her. And when our eyes lock, I know this pretty little virgin feels the exact same way. But then she’s out of my life as quickly as she entered it. Then one day everything changes. I find out life has no guarantees…and I don’t have much time left. If only I had one more day with her… one more night…if only we had forever.

Best known for her short story The Yellow Wallpaper, Charlotte Perkins Gilman, an almost exact contemporary of Edith Wharton, is celebrated as one of America’s foremost feminist writers. This collection includes 28 of her short stories. In addition to The Yellow Wallpaper are The Unexpected (her first published work), The Great Wistaria, An Extinct Angel, The Unnatural Mother and Deserted. These stories range from the subversive to the humorous, and are often imbued with satire and social commentary.

Finally, I know what I am. The Druid of the Dragon Gods. The knowledge comes at a price, however. Two new golden tattoos have appeared on my arms, and they’re blocking my magic. Magic that I need to survive. When two ancient druids show up at the Protectorate needing my help, it's obvious there’s something big at play. A dangerous force has invaded the Celtic realm, and they say that only I can save it. I jump on the chance, and not just because I want to. If I can go to the Celtic realm, maybe I can learn more about what I am. Maybe I can save my magic.

After years on the run, I’ve finally found a home. I’m getting control of my magic and finding my place at the Undercover Protectorate. We look out for each other, and keep the world safe. It’s the life I’ve always wanted. But when most of the Protectorate staff are kidnapped, my world is thrown into chaos. My friends are all gone, captives in some unknown place, and my home is being threatened. It’s up to me and my sisters, along with the powerful shifter mage Lachlan, to save them.

Elaine Risley, a painter, returns to Toronto to find herself overwhelmed by her past. Memories of childhood - unbearable betrayals and cruelties - surface relentlessly, forcing her to confront the spectre of Cordelia, once her best friend and tormentor, who has haunted her for 40 years. An exceptional novel from the winner of the 2000 Booker Prize.

Walking out was the hardest thing I’d ever done. I promised her I’d never do it, but I also promised I’d keep her safe. That was the promise I couldn’t keep if I stayed. I wouldn’t risk her life or her health, so I risked my own heart and walked away. But she was ready to move on. To meet someone else. To find a new man who’d be willing to put what she wanted above keeping her safe. A new man who’d put his hands on my wife. Love her. Touch her. Hell. No. She was still mine.

Sixteen-year-old Cade Curtis is an angel thief. After his mother’s family rejected him for being born out of wedlock, he and his dad moved to the apartment above a local antique shop. The only payment the owner Mrs. Walker requests: marble angels, stolen from graveyards, for her to sell for thousands of dollars to collectors. But there’s one angel that would be the last they’d ever need to steal; an angel, carved by a slave, with one hand open and one hand closed. If only Cade could find it....

Tragedy has a way of launching us into living our best lives. When Josey decides life is too short to be unhappy, she quits her mundane job and buys a ranch to fulfill her lifelong dream. Jax has his life turned upside down. When he can find no way out, he leaves all that he has ever known behind in pursuit of happiness. The Bohemian Outlaw Inn has a way of bringing people together.

Mercy, a young Korean American and recent Columbia graduate, is adrift, undone by a terrible incident in her recent past. Hilary, a wealthy housewife, is haunted by her struggle to have a child, something she believes could save her foundering marriage. Meanwhile, Margaret, once a happily married mother of three, questions her identity in the wake of a shattering loss. As each woman struggles with her own demons, their lives collide in ways that have irreversible consequences for them all.

Just because Wyn has changed doesn't mean that the war is over. Not at all. Angus and the Morrigan are ready for battle, but so are Wyn and her allies. It's time to fight for the Winter Realm and the balance that keeps the magic alive.

Naima vibed with Timothy from the first moment they met. Attraction wasn’t supposed to happen, but it did - with no time to turn back. Timothy knew better. But that moment - her mouth pressed against his - made him forget about his girlfriend and he would do anything to get another chance to kiss those lips.

He owned my heart. Once my hero, my best friend, my lover. Now quite possibly my enemy. I thought I could vanish, disappear until I found the strength to move on, find the will to survive after he incited a war in which there could be no winner. But I should have known, should have foreseen…there was no hiding from Xander.

The ballad is one of the oldest poetic forms in English and are simply poems or songs that tell a story. Maybe it’s because of childhood associations or that we all enjoy a cracking good story told in rhyme but as this volume demonstrates, the ballad has endless appeal. We include favourites such as Coleridge’s The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Edna St. Vincent Millay’s The Ballad of the Harp Weaver, Edgar Allan Poe’s Annabel Lee as well as classics such as Sir Patrick Spens, the Ballad of Reading Gaol by Wilde and La Belle Dame Sans Merci by Keats.

Benét was born on 22nd July in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. Prodigiously his first book was published at 17 and for he obtained his M.A. in English when he submitted a poetry volume as his thesis. Whilst travelling in France, in the early '20s, he met and quickly married a fellow writer and poet, Rosemary Carr. She would also collaborate with him on several works. In Paris he wrote the book-length narrative poem of the American Civil War ‘John Brown's Body’, for which he received the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.

I go long, I go deep, but I never go soft. They call me "The Damage" because I crush it on the field and off. I’m all about the offensive penetration. No one knows the game as well as I do. It doesn’t hurt I’ve got a goal post in my pants. But the moment I see Indiana’s smoky eyes and tight end, I know I’m in trouble.

Hallowmas 1144. With the harvest festival approaching, Gareth has returned from fighting in the south, hoping for a few months of peace with Gwen before the birth of their first child. But when an innocent foray to the beach turns up the murdered body of Prince Hywel's long lost cousin, a woman thought to have run away with a Dane five years earlier, it is Gareth and Gwen who are charged with discovering her killer.

I know men like him. Powerful. Arrogant. Trouble. The world is his playground. The playboy prince, the tabloid favorite, and the bane of my existence. And unfortunately, he’s the only one who might be able to help me uncover the truth. We're all but shackled together as he works to help me find my stalker before another attack. I don’t want to trust him. I don’t want to want him. But letting Breck Waterford in might be the only thing to save us both.

These novelists burst with a literary energy that is hard to contain. They cover a myriad of styles and themes, narratives packed full of fully-formed characters in powerful tales that have become an essential and integral part of our literary heritage.

Things aren't looking great for Cass Clereaux. For one, her greatest fear has come true. She's stuck in the Prison for Magical Miscreants while her nemesis, Victor Orriodor, is out in the world, putting the last pieces of his plan into place. He's wreaking havoc, all while she's stuck in a stone box, awaiting likely execution.

The moment I heard Ryder’s voice, I was a goner. As a photographer, I was used to working with beautiful people, but Ryder Williams was the most perfect male specimen who had ever stood before me. I knew without a doubt it would take no time at all for him to be the next big thing...or for him to steal my heart. Model and photographer, we shouldn’t cross that line, but there was no stopping the passion we felt. Nothing else mattered. Not the age difference. Not that he was a client. Not even our pasts.