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Commitment is not my thing nor do I want it to be. After the things I’ve been through with women, I have sworn off relationships. There’s only ever been one woman that I thought I felt pulled to and I blew it. Not only was it the best date of my life, it was also the worst night of my life. Since then, I have become a nail and bail kind of guy. But then Sunday Sutton bursts back into my life, and ends up living with her son and their pet chicken across the hall from me.

The girl I fell in love with was ripped from my arms, never to be heard from again. She was sold to the cruelest man on the planet, Constantine Carbone—my family’s number one enemy. Over the years, I haven’t stopped looking for Selina. And then one fateful night, I finally find her. In a move that will undoubtedly bring war upon my family, I save Selina, killing Constantine’s son in the process. I soon come to realize that Selina is nothing like the girl I once fell in love with, but none of that matters.

Let’s start here. The twelve days of Christmas are actually after the holiday. And my dad, being the great guy he is, and the battalion chief of the fire department, signs up one of his rebellious firefighters for a retreat because of his bad behavior. The guy is a total grouch. But when he misses the bus for the adult redemption camp, Dad sticks the guy with me for twelve days. Alone.

One minute, city girl Eileen Pennyroyal is running in terror from a bear - so scared she even forgets that she can turn into a wolf. The next minute, she's being rescued by the handsomest, rudest shifter she's ever seen. Does Marcus even know how to speak, or does he just grunt when someone tries to make conversation? Eileen knows when she's not wanted, and she thinks she's never going to see him again - until the local Alpha tells her that Marcus needs a mate immediately. And it's her.

Roslyn Blackthorne is dead. Technically. I faked my death to get out of a loveless marriage, but that was only half the battle. To ensure my vampire duke can never find me, I have to run far and fast enough so he can’t catch me. Because if he does, it’s over. Not just my life—for real this time—but my entire family’s.

This book tells a story about a group of people with the favor of God to leave from the plantation to cross over into a new world that every slave prayed about called the new Eden! God had given them powers not for war but for healing his world.

He saved me from a vengeful wolf but became a monster to do it. And now I’ve lost him. My Viking. My Alek. Locked away in Novasgard, he’s beyond reach. I have no way to find him. No way to tell him about my secret. About the two words that changed everything. To make matters worse, Noah and Caleb want nothing to do with me now that they know. Two little words, and I’m on the verge of losing them. My confessor. My berserker. My prince. My alpha…the only one remaining by my side. A couple months ago, my biggest worry was finding my wolf.

It was supposed to be a fantasy-fueled, one-night stand, something to make me shed my good girl inhibitions. Imagine my shock when the sexy stranger I spent the night with showed up the next morning at a breakfast my grandmother was hosting. When he took me back to my hotel, one night turned into a weekend. That was where it was supposed to end. I flew back to Las Vegas, thinking I'd never see the emotionally unavailable Wilson McCray again. He had other plans.

Abducted and taken to a remote cabin in Alaska, Frankie finds herself at the mercy of four feral men, each with his own dark secrets and twisted desires. With nowhere to run, she must rely on her wits to survive the harsh winter trapped with them. As she delves into their mysterious pasts, she uncovers an insidious evil that feeds on loyalty and uses love as a weapon.

As a wolf, my hate towards Hunters was born from fire and blood. I know all too well the brush of death others only speak of in hushed whispers. It marked me and every day since I have fought to prove myself. To be the strongest, the best wolf in the Red Mountain Pack. To live up to my family name. Until one night, one trap, one chance encounter changes all that. Thrown into the middle of an ancient war I have no choice but to fight for those I love but war takes casualties, including people's souls. If friends can become enemies… what can enemies become?

My fate is bonded to two princes—one born of blood, the other of power—but my trust lies in neither. My skin is cursed by the stars, my fate damned by desire. When the dark prince offers me a bargain that will save his people and my life, the cruel and intoxicating male gives me no choice. Our union is his revenge, and I am his sacrifice. His lies are unforgivable. His wicked touch still bathes me in sin. He is my mate, and he is tortured by a curse to protect his people from his own family.

I've done my best to avoid him. But when his dark eyes lock onto mine, this time, I know there's nowhere I can go. Nowhere I can hide. Nowhere he won't find me. He is Smoke. Head of the D'Angelos. Gorgeous and haunting. Brutal and ruthless. He rules Chicago, and I owe him a debt. And now…he owns me.

Billionaire shifter Morgan Rosemont's family just showed up in Silver Peak for a surprise visit, and he's in big trouble. Morgan had lied and told them he was engaged, which means he needs a mate, fast. The last person he should turn to is smart-mouthed curvy secretary Valerie, because she's the only one who threatens his hard-won self-control. So why does he find himself calling her in to his office and making a deal with the devil?

As a vampyr who was born to fulfill a prophecy, my life was planned before I was created. I obeyed every rule, and I became the perfect vampyr, but one night changed everything. Rejected by the man who was destined for me, who was supposed to love me forever, I do the only thing I can. I flee into the night, nursing my broken heart. Being a rejected mate corrupts the soul, however, and in this game of Courts and Kings, nobody wins. Nobody except the monsters in the shadows.

For Hanna Harvey, happily ever is just the beginning . . . of a hot mess. Now mated to darkly dangerous but irresistibly seductive werewolf, Mark Abernathy, she's finding that life isn't the endless cheese and whisky fueled boinkfest she'd imagined it to be. Plagued by terrifying nightmares of a mysterious entity bent on her destruction and drowning in her new responsibilities as the alpha female of the werewolf world, she's begun to doubt that she really is the heir.

When Mia Stone is asked to consult on a case in the middle of nowhere, she leaps at the chance to escape the disaster that has become her FBI career, while ignoring the threat still pursuing her. The case turns out to involve the dangerously sexy Seth Volk, who's a bad boy on his best day and a predatory wolf on his worst. Literally.

A girl's gotta eat—and so do her three cats. Recently divorced art history grad student Hanna Harvey has just fibbed her way into a job as the assistant to dangerously drool-worthy art gallery owner Mark Abernathy. For Hanna, working in the field she desperately loves provides the perfect opportunity to begin putting her life back together. Soon her cheese budget is in the black and her feline life partners are no longer eyeing her like a can of Fancy Feast. But when her boss's lady friends start turning up dead, Hanna finds herself in the crosshairs of a murder investigation.

At the beginning of his career, Joseph Campbell developed a lasting fascination with the cultures of the Far East, and explorations of Buddhist and Hindu philosophy later became recurring motifs in his vast body of work. However, Campbell had to wait until middle age to visit the lands that inspired him so deeply. In 1954, he took a sabbatical from his teaching position and embarked on a year-long voyage through India, Thailand, Cambodia, Burma, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and finally Japan.

The paradox of awareness is very profound and yet very simple. It can't be described because it has no objective qualities and no limitation. Sometimes it comes naturally to the surface when we are fully in the present moment and no longer lost in thought or mental projections. Pure consciousness is neither high nor low, neither pleasant nor unpleasant, neither good nor bad. No matter where we are, no matter what we are doing, we always have an immediate access to that inner stillness.

Overhearing a devastating moment between Caleb and my foster parents sends me into a tail spin. And on the run. I should’ve known he wouldn’t give up so easily. When he finds me, he swears he won’t let go of me again. He’s going to keep me by any means necessary, because his obsession with me runs deeper than affection ever could. But between him and my stalker, I don’t know who’s more determined. I can only hope we both survive the fall out.