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I made peace with my hopeless crush on my straight best friend, Journey, years ago. It helps that he’s never in the country long and our relationship consists of sporadic texts and video chats at odd hours. Now Journey is back. Back in the country, in my space, sharing my bed, and something is changing between us.

Far from Earth and the Human Empire, the Human fleets continue to fight against an enemy that vows to destroy them. The Confederation continues to fracture, and the Humans add more alien races to their growing list of allies. Will the Morag discover the plot to destroy their home planet of Morag Prime? Earth Admiral Collison and his fleets continue to destroy targets in the Confederation. The Morag has many surprises awaiting the Human fleet. Will the Humans prevail?Can the Morag come up with a plan to defeat the Humans?

Two serial killer surgeons. One accidental marriage. And an obsession that cuts deeper than a scalpel. FINN I’ve built my life on precision and control. Saving lives by day in the operating room and taking them for the mafia at night. Then one reckless night in Vegas rewrites my story. I wake...

I’ve spent my entire adult life working eighty hours a week, chasing money, security…success. When my recent start-up went under, leaving me with nothing to show for years of grinding myself down to the bone, I’m not sure who I am anymore. I never thought I’d be 48 with no money, living with my brother, trying to figure everything out from scratch. But, here we are….

Adventurer Liam Browne is at it again. This time we join him on his wacky adventure Hitchhiking around England and Scotland. He has just returned home from traveling around the Americas and wants to see if the people in his homeland have the same kindness he received there. It’s a relentless tale of trust, belief, and positivity. Being at the mercy of the universe and allowing it to provide you with absolutely everything you need day after day.

The Confederation consists of the seven oldest races in known space. They control a vast section of the galaxy. All races in that part of the galaxy are subjects of the Confederation and forced to obey the Confederation’s laws. The Human Empire is well aware of the Confederation and has been careful not to intrude upon Confederation space. However, now the Confederation has decided the Human Empire has grown too large and needs to be brought under control of the seven races.

They say I'm a monster. Cold. Unfeeling. A man born to rule with bloodstained hands. They're not wrong. I don't feel guilt when I kill—only euphoria. There's nothing like the rush of holding someone's life in my hands, knowing I control the exact moment it ends. Life is weak. Fragile. Death is the only truth. Then I met Remi Cain. Quiet. Obsessed with the beauty of death, just like me. The second I see him, I want him. Not just his body, but his darkness—the parts no one else sees. I want to own him, break him, bind him to me with blood.

Orphaned at a young age, Samara has been left under the care of her three horrible brothers for many long years. But just when she thinks she cannot take another day of their abuse, a handsome prince offers for her hand in marriage. Samara's brothers agree to the wedding in exchange for a large dowry, but on her way to salvation in her new kingdom, her carriage is ambushed and she is rescued by Lore, the wicked Prince of Nightshade, who demands a favor in return.

It wasn’t easy being considered the ugly friend. She’s known since she was young that life wouldn’t be easy, and that she would have to work hard for everything she got. Life was tough when you had a face that only a mother could love. For years, Sutton Sway goes through life knowing that she’s never going to have a happily ever after that she’s always dreamed of. So she settles. She marries not for love, but for companionship, choosing a man that she never should’ve looked twice at, all so she could have a family of her own.

The Victorians invented mass entertainment. As the 19th century's growing industrialized class acquired the funds and the free time to pursue leisure activities, their every whim was satisfied by entrepreneurs building new venues for popular amusement. Contrary to their reputation as dour, buttoned-up prudes, the Victorians reveled in these newly created "palaces of pleasure".   

Hockey is my life. It's my only goal, my only escape, and everything was going according to plan. All I had to do was focus on the game, keep my head down, and then get drafted into the NHL. Being a Playboy billionaire should have made that easy. I'm everything they say I am: rich, handsome, charming, and a complete and total player. I don't waste my time with relationships, not when I never know if they want me or my money, so instead I indulge in everything life has to offer without remorse. At least that's how things used to be, until I met her.

We avoid boredom at all costs. It makes us feel restless and agitated. Desperate for something to do, we play games on our phones, retie our shoes, or even count ceiling tiles. And if we escape it this time, eventually it will strike again. But what if we listened to boredom instead of banishing it? Psychologists James Danckert and John Eastwood contend that boredom isn't bad for us. It's just that we do a bad job of heeding its guidance. 

Few women in history have stood the test of time, but the true story surrounding the ill-fated Mary Queen of Scots has ensured that her story lives on to intrigue and fascinate. Who was this 16th-century lady and what role did she play in the history of Great Britain? Piece together the Queen of Scots’ turbulent relationship with her cousin Elizabeth I of England, which ultimately proved to be her downfall. When the Queen of England signed Mary’s death warrant, the Queen of Scots, dressed in blood red, played out her final act under the executioner’s axe.

It turns out that I've been to the God Realm before, or at least a part of it, and although we do learn some new things, surprisingly, we already know some of what the Goddess wants to tell us. The Dragon Realm. One of the more dangerous realms, and apparently where we need to go, before we can even begin to prepare, and maybe question Monty about a few things, the Fates decide that things aren't complicated enough and throw us another complication, and an old enemy makes an unwelcome appearance.

I used to believe in fairy tales, but I've kissed far too many frogs that never turn into Prince Charming. The glass slipper never fits. I'm always the ugly step-sibling; never the princess. They're the same crushing blows every time. Why is it so difficult to accept that I like myself the way I am? With my pretty dresses, pastel tattoos, and sparkly nail polish, I like to feel beautiful. All I want is my happily ever after. To be cherished and adored and loved for who I am. I desperately want to find my forever person. Why am I always left with a broken heart instead?

Hockey is my life. It's all I've ever wanted, all I've ever needed, and everything was going according to plan. All I had to do was focus on the game, keep my head down, then get drafted into the NHL. With my team by my side, I was focused solely on the game. I thought nothing could stop me. Then my father came along and ruined everything. He demanded a business marriage for my sister, and I knew I had no choice but to step in and take her place so she could be happy.

We're created from birth to unite soulmates and stop the monsters that would tear them apart. We're trained to fight, to kill… and born without the ability to feel the thing we give. A cupid can't feel love. A cupid can't have a soulmate. And a cupid can't fall in love with their sworn enemy, with the monster they're destined to destroy. Until… Theo.

Lucy Jarrett is terrified. Someone is watching her every move, following her home from work and making threatening phone calls. But her husband doesn't believe her and no one else is listening. Lucy's married life is proving anything but blissful. Her musician husband is perpetually away on tour and doesn't want to start a family. Lucy finally calls on Detective Tom Mariner for help, and he takes her fears seriously because of the recent murder of another young woman by her ex-partner.

It's not a relationship, it's just a patchwork of tattoo sessions and sweaty secrets with a rock star. No big deal. I've been keeping this secret for four years, counting down the months in between visits from Onyx. To everyone else I'm “Hero” but he mostly just calls me “yes” and “more” while we trade heated kisses and wandering hands. I know it won't ever be anything more than a wild secret and eventually he'll get bored hooking up with a tattoo artist fifteen years too old for him from Nowhere, Wisconsin. But I'm more than happy to enjoy this while it lasts.

As long as LonelyDaddy is on the other side of the computer screen, there’s a chance he could be the man Emerson has been dreaming of. I’ve gotten used to being alone, to disappearing inside the fictional worlds between the pages of a book, and letting my lonely life fade away.