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Summer lovin’ happens so fast—but in these stories, it’s built to last. Sit back and relax, ideally poolside, as top romance authors deliver a refreshing six-pack of summer reads. Whether it’s a sleepaway-camp rivalry, a second chance at love, or opposites attracting, each sun-kissed short story offers more than just a fling.

Jedno lato. Jedna decyzja i konsekwencje, których nie da się zignorować. Tamtego lata w Pacific Shores Darby po raz pierwszy poczuła, że naprawdę żyje. Leo, surfer z blizną nad sercem i oceanem w oczach, nauczył ją wolności, odwagi i tego, że jej ciało i wybory należą tylko do niej. Ich miłość była intensywna jak przypływ i równie niebezpieczna. A potem przyszła noc, która odebrała im wszystko. Dziesięć lat później Darby ma wyjść za mąż z rozsądku. Leo jest sławny, ale wciąż nie potrafi zapomnieć o dziewczynie, która zniknęła bez pożegnania.

Elena Ramos had always set a clear path for her future. She knew exactly what she wanted out of life, and was determined to find the kind of happily ever after she loved to write about. Until the most devastating of tragedies turned her entire world on its axis. Plagued with irreparable pain and...

Weston Ashford was determined to have it all. After a tumultuous upbringing, he'd found a family of his own and his calling: surfing. As a World Junior Champion, his future was finally bright, until his past came for him, and one mistake had him sinking straight toward rock bottom. Years later...

They call us The Four Horsemen. Four friends forged in fire and blood. No one knows where we came from nor how we got our name. Drake, Francis, West and I rule the financial industry like kings. Gods in our own right. We grew up with a fifth. A girl. Scarlett. She was one of us until she was ripped away from her life. The only trace of her was dust in the wind. One day she returned to the city and sought us out. Scarlett couldn’t remember who we’d been to her, but we recalled her all too well.

Leo Graham knows nothing new ever happens in the small town of Pacific Shores. That is, until he runs into his new neighbor. Golden haired, honey-eyed, and sharp-tongued, Darby Andrews. As Leo and Darby's budding friendship turns into a burning love that neither of them could've expected, Leo is determined to protect it at all costs. Until he finds the girl of his teenage dreams ran away in the middle of the night without so much as a goodbye.

For Augustus Hayes, first love was instantaneous. From the moment he found her scaling a tree in his yard, plucking purple flowers from its branches, August knew his heart belonged to Elena Ramos. Elena had the exact same experience; about August's older brother, Zach, that is. Deciding he'd...

When Dahlia Andrews uprooted her life in Kansas to start over in Pacific Shores, the last thing she expected was to become wrapped up in one night of wicked passion with a nameless local. Even less expected? Said stranger happens to be her new boss. And the son of her only friend in town. And...

West Greer - War They say violence is never the answer. I beg to differ. There’s no peace without a little pain. Drake, Prescott, Francis and I are monsters who live up to their name. The Four Horsemen. Gods reincarnated as men. Scarlett returned to the fold, but not as the girl we once knew. The girl I’d been obsessed with my whole life. The one I’d have given everything for. It all changed when she walked into Fortuity and gave us a run for our money.

It started when they betrayed me. The ones who I'd come to trust. The ones I was starting to love. My world flipped upside down and nothing is as it seems. Everything was unravelling before my eyes, tearing us apart while pulling us closer together. I'm caught between two worlds. The one I grew up in and the one Id' started to forge with the boys. Everything came to a grinding halt when long hidden secrets came to light. The truth changed the rules and made us realize nothing in life is ever as it seems.

Pauly Johnson is a successful surgeon at a Melbourne hospital with a beautiful wife, a loving family - and a memory he wishes he could erase. One night, he takes a drive on a lonely road above a steep drop, determined to end it all, but before he can put his plan into action, a woman steps out of the darkness and into the path of his car. In an instant, her life is ended and his is saved. Shattered by the experience, Pauly becomes obsessed with finding out who she was and why she wanted to kill herself. But he soon finds that the answers lie shockingly close to home.

Detective Gemma Woodstock muss in einer australischen Kleinstadt den Mord an einer ehemaligen Klassenkameradin aufklären: Als Rosalind Ryans Leiche in einem See entdeckt wird, haben Gemma und ihr Partner es mit einem komplexen Fall zu tun. Alle behaupten, Rosalind geliebt und bewundert zu haben: der Direktor der Schule, an der sie unterrichtete; die Schüler, denen sie den Kopf verdrehte; ihr wohlhabender Vater und ihre drei Brüder. Aber einer von ihnen lügt.

Ten years after a steamy college hook-up that neither of them has forgotten, Easton Mason and Maya Atler cross paths at a corporate conference in Las Vegas. Easton, now a personal injury attorney, is still the charming, happy-go-lucky guy with great hands that Maya remembers from University. While she, a soaring literary lawyer, remains the stubborn, ambitious go-getter with perfect legs that he's never quite been able to get out of his head.

The power of hashtag activism became clear in 2011, when #IranElection served as an organizing tool for Iranians protesting a disputed election and offered a global audience a front-row seat to a nascent revolution. Since then, activists have used a variety of hashtags to advocate, mobilize, and communicate. In this book, Sarah Jackson, Moya Bailey, and Brooke Foucault Welles explore how and why Twitter has become an important platform for historically disenfranchised populations, including Black Americans, women, and transgender people.  

When your life falls apart and grief consumes you, what better way to forget than to take a winter mountaineering course in the Scottish Highlands? That was my thought when I booked myself on to it. Now I’m regretting ever signing up. Getting paired up with a grumpy stranger who thinks I’m a foolish amateur is only the tip of the iceberg. When an avalanche hits, we get separated from the group and have to find another way down the mountain.

Not many people can say they woke up dead. Even fewer people wake up as ghosts. Guess I’m the unlucky one since no one can see or hear me, and I have no recollection of how I ended up like this. I thought I’d spend the afterlife alone… until him. The solitary man who stumbled across me during my restless wandering of the Scottish Highlands. He doesn’t want me around. I can’t seem to stay away. It turns out Ciaran has a dark secret. And I’m determined to discover exactly what he’s hiding even if it might mean the death of me all over again.

I ran. It chased. She destroyed me. A dark sapphic paranormal erotic short.

Death. They call us the men who will drive the world to its knees. The Four Horsemen. A pity for them really. Prescott, West, Francis, and I are done with our masks of civility. Gods who turned on their subjects. When you unleash death, nothing can withstand it. Everything perishes in the wake of the executioner. The only things left to show for it are ash and dust.

They say you shouldn’t hoard your wealth. Those people know nothing of the power it brings. Drake, West, Prescott and I are untouchable. The men known as the Four Horsemen. Gods ruling over our kingdom. There are some secrets in this world greater than others. Our fifth was going to find that out the hard way.

Prescott Ellis - Pestilence They call us The Four Horsemen. Four friends forged in fire and blood. No one knows where we came from nor how we got our name. Drake, Francis, West and I rule the financial industry like kings. Gods in our own right. We grew up with a fifth. A girl. Scarlett. She was one of us until she was ripped away from her life. The only trace of her was dust in the wind.