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After an amazing night, Leia finds out the man of her dreams gave her the wrong phone number. The last thing she expected was for him to show up two years later as her professor and PhD supervisor.

Painfully shy plant mom Violet Parker is about to experience the thrill of a lifetime when her ultimate TV crush lands on her doorstep. Desperate to rehab his public image after a PR disaster, British heartthrob/actor Jack Grant needs a wholesome fake girlfriend for the summer to keep his job as...

I’m no princess. He’s no protector. But this is now my kingdom. Blood will spill. Hearts will break. I just wish it wasn’t my own...

People always say, better the devil you know…but that’s me. And, apparently I just so happen to be one of the good guys now. Or am I? It’s really quite the conundrum. The one man destined to take down heaven is…waffling. But wouldn’t you be if you were in my situation? I’m in love, and I don’t care who knows it. But that also means, I have to clean up the mess I made. If we’re splitting hairs, I didn’t make the mess, but at the end of the apocalypse, it is my antichrist I’d been trying for.

A vengeful god has stolen everything from the queen of assassins. Her title. Her power. Her memories. Even her name. Now merely a ghost of her former self, Shadow must enter a deadly game and fight for her freedom or risk spending the rest of her life as a madman’s prisoner. But in order to win, she may be forced to lose what’s left of her true self in the process.

Kiri Helena Solene is done burying her loved ones. She is going to put an end to this war, one way or another. Even if it means she loses herself in the process. But in matters of war, Rowena has no intention of losing. The Corruptor knows Helena’s greatest strength is also her weakness, and she has every intention of exploiting it. Especially if that means removing key players from the board. The path ahead is fraught with betrayal. The only thing that's certain...It won't end until one of them is dead.

I did the unthinkable and rejected the only woman who ever really wanted me. What else was I supposed to do when she was asking for a future that could never exist? Horsemen didn’t have souls. And if a future did exist for our kind, it was bathed in blood and unholy fire. Hardly the stuff dreams were made of. Merri deserved more than nightmares. I thought I was saving her from such a fate, instead I’d unwittingly sent her flying into the arms of the one being I was supposed to protect her from. My wildflower was in Lucifer’s clutches, and we had no idea how to get her back.

I’m engaged to a woman who should be perfect for me. She’s smart, intelligent, and from a family that can bring huge expansion to my syndicate. There’s only one problem; it’s just a business arrangement. My fiancée loves another man, and I am falling head over heels for a woman who’s too young for me. I’ve got to shut it down before I’m in too deep and wreck the life I’ve been building up around me. But when she pursues me, desire pulls me toward her.

Triona Sinclair was never meant for an ordinary life. A spark of something powerful has always lived within her—silent and still, until the moment it finally woke. A moment of fire and ruin. With her world shattered, Triona escapes into the wilds of Scotland—flanked by four allies, each loyal in their own way. But none of them challenge her quite like Finn MacGregor.

The end is coming. Through grisly visions Effie has Seen it, and it’s far more horrific than any prophecy foretold. Reeling from the discovery, Effie has no choice but to embrace her destiny if she hopes to stop the shadowed threat from claiming its next victim. While allies rally behind her, others plot and scheme to usher in the end of days. But nothing could prepare them for the malicious darkness coiling all around...with a venomous wrath intent on destroying them all.

Peregrine Hind, known to all as the bloodiest highwayman ever to bedevil the road, seeks only one thing—revenge against the Dartham family. And so when a robbery sends the second Dartham son and notorious rakehell Alexander Dartham tumbling to Peregrine’s feet, it seems like fate has given Peregrine his vengeance at last. Except then Alexander offers him a desperate bargain: to kidnap him instead, so Peregrine can harvest a generous ransom from Alexander’s family first.

I had one job: keep her safe. But instead of doing my duty, I’d nearly lost her more than once. In my defense, what does the Horseman War know about stopping the apocalypse? Nothing. My goal has always been to fight and raze my enemies to the ground. Merri wasn’t an enemy, though she felt like one. In a matter of weeks she’s found her way through each and every one of my defenses. In fact, she’s done that to us all.

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With everyone she’s ever loved dead, Effie’s fate is no longer one of her choosing. Overnight, she becomes the newest initiate of the Keepers of Prophecy, a secret order that Sees what the future holds. War looms for the land of Elysia, unless Effie can prevent it by harnessing her visions and interpreting their meaning. Yet as what she Sees becomes far more dark and sinister, she finds herself no closer to deciphering it. Forced to rely on her tutor and Guardian, her inner turmoil deepens when feelings within herself—those she thought died with the man she loved—resurface.

An entertaining drama based on Nye Bevan’s race to create the new NHS by 5 July 1948. Getting Better is a roller coaster period drama based on real political events alongside the fictional story of front-line tears, trauma and triumph at The Park Hospital in Manchester. As Bevan faces up to the establishment in Parliament, Dr Eva Callaway faces the same challenges – facing poverty, sexism and homophobia in a system stuck in the past.

In a land of subzero temperatures and snow-covered vistas, survival is a challenge. But for the Araktak — an isolated and mysterious Inuit people — this harsh tundra is their heritage. Until now. A large mining company has purchased the land, and the sacred Araktak burial site with it. But more than diamond deposits await them under the dark, icy Earth....

In a world of warring orcs and men, Lieutenant Aulis Gerrard can't afford to lose one more battle. But when he faces off against the biggest, most brutal berserker in the orcs' war-band, he knows he's met his doom… Until the deadly orc drops his axe. Draws Gerrard close. And orders him… to run. In the heat of the moment, caught in the orc's inexplicable thrall, Gerrard obeys—but the fallout costs him his rank, his position, and his pride. With little left to lose, he decides to hunt down the brazen brute in the forest and demand a rematch. But the orc doesn't want just a rematch.

The monster needs a sacrifice. And she's on the altar. When Stella wanders the forest alone one fateful night, she only seeks peace, relief, escape—a few stolen moments on a secret, ancient altar, at one with the moon above. Until she's accosted by a hulking, hideous, bloodthirsty orc. An orc who demands a sacrifice: not by his sword, but by Stella's complete surrender.

In a world of orcs and men, artist Daisy Carlyle is about to lose her career, her relationship, and all her dreams. And when she seeks refuge in a deep cave, she just wants a moment alone to draw, to escape… Until the cave collapses and traps her inside. With an orc. There's no way out, and now Daisy is stuck in a dark stone prison with a deadly, terrifying stranger. A stranger whose face she can't see, and who only speaks in a deep, foreign growl.

Before the bruises, blood and graveyard secrets I was a farm girl who loved three boys. My name is Callahan McCrae, but you can call me Callie. I have a few other names too. Names that were given to me by the boys who stole my heart, but I’ll let you figure those out on your own. My life was full of sunshine, cornfields, and hours riding on horseback. I loved it. The farm was loud with cicadas and creaking boards, the smell of hay and sunshine the only thing that felt like home. My dad, Beaufort McCrae, wasn’t a man of many words. Stubborn as a bull but sweet as a honeysuckle.