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I would have probably reconsidered leaving Earth had I known I’d get kidnapped by space pirates and sold to a barbarian race on an uncharted desert planet. Probably. But one smoking hot Xeki warrior makes me think otherwise. Ryker’s stare is so intense, it makes me forget I’m millions of miles away from home. Instead, I find myself yearning for him to deliver on the things his smoldering eyes hint he wants to do to every inch of my body. He claims I’m his forever mate. And forever in his arms sounds mighty tempting.

I was in big trouble. The biggest. Running out of time, I turned to him. Jacob Winters promised he'd solve all my problems. All I had to do was become his pet. With some men, that kind of deal might have been a nightmare. Jacob Winters was a dream come true. I was raised to be a lady, not a man's plaything. But with Jacob, I almost had it all; pleasure like I'd never known and protection from the danger stalking me. Was it greedy to want more? I had his body, but I wanted his heart.

I got an invitation to an illicit club. They say they’ll grant me three wishes. They say they’ll make all my wildest dreams come true. All I have to do is sign the contract. Is it too good to be true? I’m about to find out.

I was locked in a cage for sixteen years. But I lived in it willingly. And I didn’t come back to this city for a boy who forgot about me when I was kidnapped. Matthew Caldwell broke his promises to me. And I broke every single promise I made him. But he helped heal my heart once before. And I think maybe he’s the only one who can help me now.

He was my demon when I was a child. A hellish force protecting me from the evil that hid in the dark and preyed on the weak. But I’m not that innocent girl anymore. And he’s no longer my savior. Filled with such cruelty, such madness, my survival instincts tell me I should run the other way. But how can I when my madness matches his own? When his darkness sings to mine? What happens when two lost souls are just meant to be? When their ugly scars fit so perfectly together? Some matches, like my sister’s, are created in love… Other matches are just plain deadly.

Exhausted and on deadline with a story that could make or break her career, investigative journalist Georgia Ross is on the verge of a meltdown when a cancelled flight leaves her stuck overnight in a city with no hotel rooms to be had. But when a familiar face appears—the older brother of her childhood friend—and offers help, Gigi finally seems to have caught a break. Alec Kim is handsome, humble and kind—exactly the sort of man that Gigi has forgotten existed after her own painful heartbreaks.

Sometimes you need the dark to protect the light Quinn Sawyer is a mystery. She’s an heiress. She’s a backcountry guide. She has a suite in a mansion, but she sleeps in the woods. I can’t make sense of her. I shouldn’t care. My job is to keep her safe, not get to know her. She’s my best friend’s little sister. She’s a client. And she can never be mine. I’ve lived a life steeped in darkness, and Quinn is pure light. She invades my dreams, and I wake wanting her. Needing her. I vow to keep my distance. For almost a year, I stay away.

Two and a half years later, Penny and James are living happily in New York City. Their love is stronger than ever. Penny is graduating from NYCU, James is growing his new business, and the two are getting married at the end of the month. But graduation, starting an internship, and planning a wedding is a lot for Penny to tackle. Especially when mysteries from James' past are clawing at the surface and his scheming ex and unsupportive parents threaten to destroy the happy couple.

The Untouchables. That's what everyone calls them. At least, it's my best friend's nickname for them. And since she's the only one that talks to me at my new school, I'll take her word for it. The nickname probably comes from the fact that they're exorbitantly wealthy. Old wealth. The kind that isn't flaunted around. But you can tell by the way they carry themselves. Or maybe the name just refers to the fact that they're so beautiful it's almost hard to look at them.

Matthew Caldwell is NYC's most eligible bachelor. Charming. Gorgeous. Wealthy. Great with kids. Broken. Sixteen years ago, he lost everything. He made a vow to never love again. But suddenly everyone in his life is acting like a matchmaker. He can't help but wonder if a broken vow is better than a broken heart. There's just one problem. Only one woman in the city has caught his attention. And it's the only woman he can't have.

Matthew Caldwell never forgot about me. I know that now. And a part of me wants to give us a second chance. When I’m in his arms, I feel sixteen again. He takes away my pain. But I’m worried he’ll never forgive me…

My name is Medley Bell, and if you had told me this time last week that I was demon, then I’d have said you were nuttier than a squirrel turd. Of course, that was before I started seeing the strangest things. I’ve always been a little off, but it took stumbling into a backwater bar to understand how different I really am. So when two drool-worthy guys stop by to tell me that I’m Hell spawn just like them, I’m more relieved than shocked. I mean, it sure does explain a lot.

Building relationships as a woman with ADHD can be incredibly tricky. I should know. As a sufferer of ADHD myself, I have had my fair share of relationship mishaps, often due to the impact of my ADHD. Whether it be a seeming lack of emotional connection or a breakdown of communication, ADHD can rear its ugly head at the worst possible times. Without the right knowledge and support, it will continue to wreak havoc across your personal life.

Ein Weihnachtstag im Haus der viktorianischen Familie Edgeworth 1885. Der Patriarch Duncan lässt keinen Zweifel daran, dass er der Herr im Haus ist, gegenüber seiner Familie verhält er sich anmaßend und tyrannisch. Als seine Frau stirbt, wird sie kurzerhand durch eine andere ersetzt, kaum älter als seine Töchter. Von dem Moment an, in dem die erste Teetasse umgestoßen wird, braut sich ein Sturm zusammen. Ivy Compton-Burnett entwirft eine Welt, in der unablässig die Tugend beschworen und bewundert und im selben Moment verhöhnt wird. Stets trägt das Laster den Sieg davon.

One great love. That’s what every heart craves. I was lucky enough to find mine when I was 19. But I wouldn’t describe myself as lucky now. I have the perfect husband. The perfect family. The perfect life. But I don’t remember any of it.

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Fame. Fortune. Penny has the whole world at her fingertips. What more could a woman ask for? But all she wants to do is work on her manuscript - a novel about defying the odds. After getting denied by dozens of literary agents, her confidence has been unwound. Her husband should be enough. Her family should be enough. But she doesn't feel worthy of any of it. She wants to make a name for herself, untainted by her husband's status. As she pens her story, she doesn't even see the real story unfolding in her life. A story that will threaten her family's existence.

Summer - Evers Sinclair is dangerous. One flash of that teasing smile, and I know he’s going to ruin me. He makes my body shiver and my brain melt. He’s also a huge mistake. Girls like me don’t land guys like Evers. But every time he knocks on my door, I let him in. I thought we understood each other. I thought we were playing the same game. I was wrong.

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One of the cardinal rules of matchmaking I was positive I'd never break. That is until Nathan Wilder walked into Love Moore Matchmaking Agency, needing my help to find him the one. A tall order to ask since he was the most hated man in the NHL. Broody. Crude. Abrasive. The man was a six-foot-three walking red flag. Right off the bat, every fiber of my being told me he'd be trouble. He wasn't looking for love. It was all a PR stunt to clean up his image so he could keep playing for the Boston Guardians. But there was something in his sad, soulful eyes that just pulled me in.