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Not every love story begins in the light...Sometimes, the prince isn't charming. The damsel causes more distress than she's in. Sometimes, the danger doesn't come from a magic spell. It comes from each other. Welcome to dark romance.

The wedding was going to be a fake. The only catch was nobody could know. Not even my wedding planner. Now the wedding planner thinks I’m the world’s biggest bastard. She thinks I’m in love with the woman I’m supposed to marry. She thinks a lot of things, but she doesn’t know the truth. She’s got no idea she’s going to fall for me by the time this thing is over.

You know that instinct to run when something bad is coming? Yeah. I apparently missed out on that one. Because when Damon Rose came, instead of running, I got pregnant.

El E-commerce es el negocio que revolucionó el mundo y que puede revolucionar tu mundo. Hay dos cosas que todo ser humano desea: más ingresos y más tiempo libre. Si tú anhelas esto y más para tu vida, el comercio online es una ola en constante crecimiento que te permitirá viajar por el mundo y disfrutar la vida ¡como siempre has querido! La reconocida autora de éxitos de ventas, Verónica Avilés, comparte de manera sencilla y eficiente su metodología totalmente probada, que te permitirá crear desde cero una tienda online.

She’s just temporary, a momentary blip in my life. Although I have to admit she’s quite attractive, as far as blips go. She’s also the first person my son has ever actually liked, which has to count for something. I’ve always been the kind of man to keep my plans flexible. Adaptation is key. Just like I’ve had to adapt to having a beautiful woman waiting for me when I get home every night - temporarily, of course.

Emma, test pilot for an experimental mobile knight called Atalanta, heads to the Seventh Weapons Factory for upgrades. But the prototype's development team is visiting, and they seem to have lost faith in Atalanta! When a strange engineer nicknamed the "Mad Genius" warns against piloting the mobile knight, development seems on the verge of grinding to a halt. On top of that, who's behind the mysterious organization pursuing the prototype craft?! Find out in the second volume of a failure's rise to glory!

Emma has just taken her first step as a knight. Emma's new job? Commander of a squad of useless layabouts. Just as her efforts start to change minds, a pirate base is discovered on Alias. What will happen when an elite force is sent in from the home planet to eliminate them?! An epic new tale of a failure's rise to glory in the Intergalactic Empire begins!

From one of Australia's most esteemed and award-winning children's authors and Australian Children's Laureate for 2022-23 comes a heartwarming story set in postwar Melbourne about courage, friendship, the magic of stories and one girl's unwavering love for her dog. Zadie Ma has a special talent...

Having accepted my fate as Agnarr's mate, I'm thrust into Niflheim's tribal politics. Agnarr and I will become the new jarl and jarlin, as Astrid is eager to step down. But the arrival of twelve human women adds complexity. Some elders readily accept us, while others hold prejudiced views, seeing humans as weak and useless. Between this and the insatiable mating frenzy Agnarr and I still find ourselves in, it's all I can do to keep my head above water. I must lean on my fellow humans and mate to navigate this new life.

Some stories aren't easy to tell. Some situations aren't easy to relive. But I was raised to be strong - to hold my own. Because of it, I was hurt, torn down, beaten, and even had my heart snatched right out of my chest. But I'm ready now. It's time for me to speak up. You want to know what really goes on inside my head? Well, I'm right here. Real. Raw. Intense. This is all me. Roy Sykes. This is my story, and trust me… it's far from pretty.

Left to my own devices from a young age, I grew up with zero love or guidance. I was an unwanted mistake my parents were forced to endure. Loneliness followed me everywhere. It's how I know real love doesn't exist, and those who believe they have it are disillusioned by sacrifice as if that alone made their bond worthy. Some would say I'm a romantic masochist, but maybe I had to be because only an unbelieving heart could step into its own twisted fairytale through impulse and temptation.

Cadence Morgan has wandered most of her life, thanks to a mother with a restless soul, but when she needs help, she has to use the only clue her mother left her to her past. Her arrival shakes up the entire town and brings decades-old secrets to light. With her parrot, Nico, she's more than a match for Noah and the Rebels, as they fight foes new and old, and lay the past to rest.

I woke up to an empty apartment, and things just got worse from there. My roommate took everything, even my epic purple couch. Rent coming due means I’m desperate, but not desperate enough for Travis freaking Westmister to live with me...that is, until my brother convinces me his best friend and my mortal enemy is my only hope. Now the man I gave my v-card to before he disappeared is parading around my house shirtless, toned, tanned, and ripped. Oh, God, I will not go there. He broke my heart, and I hate his guts - except he’s not who I thought he was at all.

Liam revealing one of Ever's biggest secrets should be the only big revelation of the week but now Ever and her men, along with Peter are in a race against time to get to Elena before a threat from her past can. Ever's skills are tested, the bonds with her men grow even stronger, more secrets are revealed, and more allies are made along the way as the repercussions catch up to those who deserve it. Just when Ever and her men feel they've got a well-deserved break, Alaric sends another job their way and something unexpected is revealed to Ever that sends her into a tailspin.

Investigative reporter Ellie Holmes has uncovered billionaire Devlin Saint’s dark and dangerous secrets, and he has both stripped away her protective armor and tamed the wildness within her. Bound by a shared past and the hope of a blissful future, they grow even closer, each exposing more of themselves as their love deepens. But now that Devlin’s true identity has been publicly revealed, old enemies appear, intent on destroying Devlin.

Are you a lover of women’s feet? This tantalising collection of three short stories is perfect for the admirer of women’s feet. Whether you like them petite, flat, clean, or sweaty, there is something for everyone who loves the feel, taste, and smell of a woman’s slender foot.

Ever, her men, and a couple of extra friends are finally starting to unlock the truth of the missing students, but a new lead gives them some shocking news that none of them could've predicted and sends Ever into a tailspin.

Being a romance writer means drawing inspiration from many things, and when I met Dallin, I knew I had the perfect muse. He was everything women read about—tall, tattooed, and irresistibly delicious. Oh, did I mention successful too? He swept me off my feet and right into his bedroom where he awakened things in me, I had only ever written about. He was the bad boy who rode a motorcycle, and I was the good girl next door, yet together we were perfect. Or so I thought. Dallin wants to share me.

What do a wrong number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common? A hunky firefighter with an extra-large...hosepipe. In hindsight, I never should have opened that text message. The last thing I needed first thing on a Monday was a picture of some stranger's, um, eggplant, in my inbox. I also should have replaced the batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my apartment building going up in flames. But it's fine. It's fine. Everything is fine. 

I have no idea why I said yes. Maybe I'd had one too many wines. Maybe I'd done it accidentally. Maybe I'd been sleep-texting. One thing I know for sure is this: I absolutely do not want Ethan Hawkins in my apartment, up in my business, taking over my space. Yet he's here, moving his stuff into my spare bedroom, sending a wave of panty-melting, musky man-scent my way every time he walks past me. Here's the thing. We don't get along - at all. We never have, and I don't think we're going to start now that we're under one roof.