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Someone is after me. And in typical Hidden Creek High fashion, the list of suspects is deeper than my feelings for Wes. Oh, he's on that list, too, trust me. He swears by his promise to protect me. But when things get worse, he's darker than I ever thought possible. I live in a world where friends are enemies and enemies are friends. And just when I think I'm about to figure it out, I'm the one being accused of something insane.

Wes might be all I have at the moment, good or bad. He's as wild as ever, and I know it's my fault. He's not made for love, and I'm not made to be pushed around. Together, it's explosive - in more ways than one. And when I set my sights on revenge, I have to keep it close to my heart.

I’ve stayed hidden for years on this unstable alien planet. Humans are being abducted left and right, forced into breeding, and kept in cages like pets. I didn’t survive a career as a paramedic in violent downtown Chicago to be stuffed into a cage, thanks. I’ve already been abducted once, and I’ll die before it happens again. I’m a masked healer now, with the only apothecary on Tevron. I’ve got a bigger secret than being human… and it’s one every skin trader in the universe would kill to find out. I have to keep my secret safe… and I was doing fine until the alien cop detained me. Tempted me.

Even though Murphy’s thrilled to be with Sophie, the consequences of their relationship - and the temptations outside of it - force him to consider everything he knows about love.

Baseball god Sevin Smith is no longer just the noisy bachelor living above me. Now he’s the MVP client I have to protect from a paternity scandal, and I’m not thrilled that my boss has me on the case. That’s fine. I can pretend and work with a man who’s become my enemy. But what I can’t pretend is not to be attracted to him - to not be falling for his sexy laugh and easy smile. And I definitely can’t pretend I’m not falling for the spunky eight-year-old kid that may or may not be his.

Ready to leave hch for good? #check. Throwing my middle fingers up on my way out the doors? #check. Making sure every b*tch who deserves it pays? #check. Finding out all the truth, even the ones I may not want to know? #triplecheck. And here I thought I could finally get away from my past. But nope. It's like a f*cking revolving door. And to top it off, I'm at a funeral saying goodbye to someone I never thought I would have to say goodbye to. The lines of right and fair no longer exist. It's every guy, girl, and rotten whore for themselves in this town.

To break a heart is easy. All you have to do is reach in, wrap your blood-covered hands around it, and pull. This happened to me. Two hands, both red as my hair, did this exact thing. Tore it away like it wasn't made for me. Maybe it was his to take? Because years on, with those same blood-red hands, he still has it. In his clenched fists. And he won't give it back. But the real question is, do I want it back? He is dangerous, uncontrollable, and downright sexy. I fell for it all, but, in the end, he didn't catch me. He let me fall.

The West continues its precipitous decline. The ancient, magnificent, awe inspiring Christian Churches which had taken centuries to build are burning all over Europe, and that tragedy and violence on the streets are becoming so commonplace that it barely is mentioned by the media. Even the most egregious terrorist outbreaks are passed over by politicians as something which occurs in big cities and the indigenous population should simply get used to it.

With small colonies established on the moon and on Mars, the Prometheus Group struggles to increase the number of people living off Earth before widespread breakdown of civilization occurs in the Western world and catastrophic numbers try to escape, leading inevitably to overcrowding and conflict, which would likely see the colonies fail. A major war on Earth would mean the loss of the ability to resupply space colonies, so establishing independence is a priority.

Now in one complete collection, the three novellas in Gwyn McNamee's Slip Series. Includes Dickslip, Nipslip, and Beaver Blunder.

Sometimes life throws us curve balls. Jake Donovan was mine. It was supposed to be a one-time thing. A birthday gift for my girlfriend Willow. He wasn't supposed to have this effect on me. But he did. He wasn't supposed to consume me. But he did. He wasn't supposed to touch me in places no other man had before. But he did. And I wanted him to do it again.

I’m a baseball player with a habit of sleeping with the wrong women. I just never thought my best friend’s assistant would be one of them. Giving shy, inexperienced Naomi Silva the best orgasm of her life hadn’t been on my agenda. But fixing my own screwed up love life is. Unfortunately, my one night with Naomi has convinced her that I can be her bedroom guide - a dating guru to show her the ropes. I decide I’m game...as long as we keep our little arrangement a secret.

In this book, you will walk through history, economic theory, virtuous business practices including a new perspective on business leadership, and real stories of the application of these principles in business today. The 13 Tenets of the Transcendent Business will help provide a guide for you as you begin leading your business and your employees toward transcendence - the true purpose of business. Also, you may well experience the peace that comes with aligning your Christian faith with that to which you are called: business.

Seven years. That’s how long it takes to get over your sister’s boyfriend. It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t want him anymore or that she’s moved onto the next. What matters is that now I can’t go anywhere near Christopher Onasis. It’s a good thing I have distractions to keep my thoughts off the sexy dark-blond baseball player. Distractions like my mother’s upcoming wedding. That is, until I find out more about the wedding party. We’ve had a change in the roster…and guess who just showed up as the new best man?

It’s Christmas in Salem, and Winter Allen isn’t just playing the Ghost of Christmas Past in the community theater’s production of A Christmas Carol, she’s actually seeing them. And this spirit is worried that the people responsible for her murder are now after her daughter. Somehow the ghost knows Winter is a witch, and her ice magic may be the key to saving the ghost’s daughter. Jackson Walker is a PI in Salem, but he’s also a werewolf, and his heightened senses give him an edge. When a witch from the Coven of Light contacts him asking for help in finding a missing woman, he’s quick to agree.

I own the runway. Until my nipple pops out of my dress during New York Fashion Week and it suddenly owns me. Being called a worthless gutter slut by a fuming designer is the least of my problems. My career is swirling around the toilet like the other models’ lunches. Until smoking hot Tate Decker steps in with a crazy idea about how his magazine can maybe salvage my livelihood.

Eric’s wife Nancy is a retired oncology nurse and worked over 30 years at City of Hope National Medical Center in Duarte, California. Nancy told Eric that he needed to learn more about his birth father and about his risk factors for his health based on his genetic background. As a result of this dynamic research and investigation, this became a story of a life with many intriguing twists and turns. Many secrets were brought to light through oral tradition, genetic testing, and Eric’s intuitive and inquisitive nature.

I wrote this book for two main reasons. The first reason is I woke up every day with these stories on my mind. I knew for some reason I needed to write them down. The second reason is for future women. Quite honestly, I get tired of telling these stories to strangers because most think there is no way this could happen to one person. I can assure you that all stories contained in this book are true and happened to me.

The events of the past six months play out behind her closed eyes: the funeral of Hermann, the arrest of Joachim Renz, her fear of being a mere observer in her own company where she would have nothing to say, her trip to Congo, the threats by Mrs. Gross, the scandal about Hermann’s weakness for prostitutes and yesterday’s drama in the garage. There are too many negative situations in a short time, and Lucia causes none of them. But ironically, she plays the leading role in every section.

Max Cedar is the personal lawyer, aka “fixer”, for the bombastic and crude hotel mogul Duncan Thomas of San Francisco. Since working for Duncan, he has become estranged from his family in New York and lately is convinced he is on the verge of having a stroke. When Duncan orders Max to “fix” a newspaper story about an alleged affair between Duncan and a stripper named London, things begin to unravel.