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Okay, so I didn’t mean to break the guy out of prison and become his pretty little hostage. It just kinda happened. Can you blame me? Vicious murder tendencies aside, he’s one hell of a snack! Stone Blackthorne. Even his name rubs me the right way. Sure, he might be a convicted felon and be the most wanted man on Earth, but under all of those red flags, he’s probably a really nice guy. Just misunderstood. Screw red. Stone’s flags are pitch black, but that’s the way I like it.

Marrying the 70-something head of the Cosa Nostra to save my father is the only good deed I’ve ever done. I’m burning and bitter under the fake smile and tight dresses, but I was keeping it together. Was. Until my fiancé’s nephew turns up to dinner uninvited. Angelo "Vicious" Visconti. A beautiful monster with cheekbones as sharp as his tongue. They say I shouldn’t be scared of him, because nine years ago, he went straight. He’s barely a Made Man anymore. But I say, he’s the most dangerous Visconti of all.

Seventeen years after the events in Under Your Scars, Caroline makes her yearly visit to Meridian City and is taken on a heartbreaking and bittersweet journey that gives her something she's been searching for her entire life: closure.

My world is small and predictable—that's how I've designed it. It doesn't extend beyond my tiny studio apartment, the local bagel shop, and the bookstore I manage. So, when a mysterious man crashes into the shop late one night while I'm doing inventory, I should be terrified. But I've never reacted normally to danger. And this man is as dangerous as they come… at least, for my heart.

According to the FBI, I was considered a serial murderer after three kills. What do they call me after fifty-two? They call me the Silencer. One final bullet would have been all it took to stop me from taking another soul, and I would have been doing Meridian City a service by pulling that trigger. An angel crying for help stopped me, and that night, I took three lives for her. Then three turned into eight. Then eight turned into twenty. Twenty turned into twenty-one. Twenty one turned into twenty-three.

The grumpy recluse begrudgingly rents me his guest house if I agree to leave him alone. Too bad I've never been good at doing what I'm told. I am in desperate need of a place to live when my ex-boyfriend unceremoniously kicks me out weeks before a huge break in my career. Things look hopeless until I find a listing for a home that would be perfect, complete with a concise list of dos and don'ts. All I have to do is ignore the alarmingly good-looking owner, Levi, and follow his strict rules.

I'm not a ho-ho-ho kind of guy. My brother and I were raised in foster care, and the closest thing we had to a father was a career criminal who'd sooner steal Christmas than save it. I followed in his footsteps, I'm ashamed to say, and did things for him that I regret. Like taking a priceless Christmas ornament from a Colonial Williamsburg inn. I'm trying to be a better man, and the first step is returning that ornament. Except I'm too late. The owner passed away and left the inn to her granddaughter, Anabelle—a high-strung, Christmas-obsessed loner whose cat takes an immediate dislike to me.

When four thugs show up at Evergreen Gas Station with cocked shotguns and masked faces, it could have ended in the worst night of my life. Instead, a gorgeous mystery man in leather, silver, and too many tattoos strolls into the middle of the robbery and becomes my unlikely saviour with a tarnished halo.

Victor "Skeet" Thompson lived his life according to the codes he bound himself to. As a navy SEAL, the vow to humbly serve as a guardian was embedded in his DNA. When he joined the FBI, he dedicated himself to fidelity, bravery, and integrity. He was a man in service; to the team, to the job, and to those who needed his help. But he mostly believed he was a man serving his family in the best way he knew how. But what happens to his code when the illusion of that idealistic dream crumbles around him?

Award-winning environmentalist, author, and journalist Bill McKibben selects twenty science and nature essays that represent the best examples of the form published in the previous year. “This was the most anomalous year (so far) in human history,” guest editor Bill McKibben writes, “the...

Confirmed bachelor Colm is living the good life with a thriving law practice and all the freedom the playboy has come to enjoy. Until a city-wide blackout and the greatest sex he’s ever had has him reconsidering his single status. Unfortunately, he doesn’t realize the woman of his dreams is actually his lifelong frenemy, Kelli.

Layla moved to Baltimore in search of a fresh start. After too many years in a lackluster relationship, she’s ready to embrace her wild side. Casual is her new middle name and the last thing she wants or needs is a serious relationship. Finn and his best friend, Miguel are ALL IN on showing Layla a good time. After all, neither one of them is looking for love either. Or so they think.

The first kiss with Landon, nurse Sunnie blames on tequila. The second on adrenaline. He did save her and her Louis Vuitton from a mugger, after all. But then the kiss goes viral and sexy cop Landon is being flooded with female attention. Now it’s Sunnie’s turn to save Landon—by pretending to be his girlfriend.

I loathe Alastor Shaw. The city of San Francisco thinks we’re rival artists. In truth, we’re predators battling for hunting ground. We never chased the same prey. Until the night we both laid eyes on Mara Eldritch. Shaw wants to use her as a pawn in his twisted game. I’m fixated on her for a different reason.

I am darkness. I am sin. I am yours. A truth imprinted onto my skin - its sharp vines digging into my flesh as our bond strengthens with each shallow intake of breath my love takes. Her life is intertwined with the devil, a man who hungers for depravity and death, and yet, I bend my knee for her. Only her. Always her. She is mine and I will kill to protect. Kill to own her. Gabriella Moore will never leave me. Not by choice or circumstance.

Despite having her own heart broken, wedding planner Hope Turner is a diehard romantic and has dedicated herself to Ever After Ranch and happily ever afters—other peoples. For Levi Langdon there’s only ever been one woman for him. Now that he’s back in town after ten long years, he plans on proving to Hope that those feelings have only grown stronger. Just when Hope starts to believe that a second chance at love and her own happily ever after might finally be possible, devastating news puts everything at risk.

She’s tied up at work...by her boss. The last thing Lochlan wanted in a new assistant was some inexperienced, gorgeous, submissive blonde. However, a promise to a friend ensures that’s exactly what he’s stuck with. May knows she’s out of her league, not only in her new job, but with her boss. He makes her want things she’s never considered - kinky, sensual, wicked things. When trouble at home shows Lochlan more about her life than May wants him to see, there’s no stopping the sexy protector suddenly determined to claim not only her body, but her heart as well.

Miley Fuller has life all mapped out. But when the first day of senior year rolls around and not everyone has forgotten her betrayal, Miley knows it’s going to take a lot more than "I’m sorry" to fix things. Avery Chase has his sights set on football. But the star quarterback is about to find himself working with the one girl he resents more than anything. It starts with a shaky truce. Unite forces to repair the damage caused by Miley’s exposé on the team and help her finish her college application. He’s everything she despises. She’s everything he’s supposed to hate.

Julia Perrin runs a bed and breakfast that tends to have a strange clientele--people hoping to find true love. She's the eldest of three sisters who have inherited the cabin along with its ghosts--ghosts who are rumored to be "matchmakers." Of course, Julia knows the legend is nonsense, and believes love is highly overrated. She's never been in love and never wants to be, but she needs money, so if people want to spend a night or two at the cabin thinking they might find love, she's fine with it.

Robert Louis Stevenson, Scottish essayist, poet, and author of fiction and travel books, was born in 1850 in Edinburgh, Scotland, as an only son of a prosperous civil engineer. He entered the University of Edinburgh at the age of 17 and studied to be an engineer to follow his father in the family business; however, he soon realized that he was not cut out for that profession. His father agreed to let him study law instead and although Stevenson graduated from the law school, he never practiced law because, by then, he knew he wanted to be a writer.