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My new teammate pisses me off. Everyone else is falling over themselves when Golden Boy flashes a fake smile. Me? I just want to wipe it off his face. Off the ice, there's no escaping Nick Sandoval's dimples and plastic grin—because he's my new roommate. And on the ice? We need to get our act together, or else our final year of college hockey's going to waste. I can't ignore him, and I won't put up with that bullshit front he puts up for everyone. Especially when I push his buttons just right and get a glimpse at something no one else has seen—the real Nick Sandoval.

It's my last season playing college hockey, and I'm determined to help get the team all the way to championships this year. Unfortunately, whether I actually get to be on the ice depends on how well I do in statistics. I need a tutor, and the one person my professor swears can help me refuses to even give me the time of day. I've been into Maddox since the first time I saw him, but he's not into jocks—and he doesn't even acknowledge my existence. When I finally ask if he'll tutor me, he shuts me down immediately. But I'm not one to give up.

Marcos meets a stranger at a party and wonders if the universe is laughing at him. His life has become a seemingly endless stream of bad days. Everything is a struggle, from his friendship with Max to the simple act of changing in the locker room after a baseball game. Stress and anxiety sit so heavily on his shoulders, he can barely function under the weight of it. Starting a relationship is the very last thing he wants or feels he deserves. Particularly when Nate—beautiful, gregarious, and kind Nate— could have anybody he wanted.

You're doing the work of a media company with the resources of one person. Filming, scripting, editing, posting, engaging, analyzing, monetizing — and somewhere around hour twelve of the week, the same thought surfaces: there has to be a better way to do this. There is. But it's not another content calendar. Not a better editing workflow. Not a list of ChatGPT prompts to speed up your captions. It's the system nobody told you was possible to build alone. AI Content Machine delivers the operating system for a one-person content business.

AI Agents for Business Leaders introduces the Agentic Maturity Model—a five-level framework that shows exactly where your business sits today, what the next level looks like, and what changes when you get there. Most businesses are stuck at Level 1 or 2. The ones pulling ahead have reached Level 3 and beyond—where AI doesn't assist work, it owns it.

After two years of taking care of her heartbroken father, Evie needs a new start. Leaving the States and following her sister to Australia to work as the personal assistant of rugby star Xavier "The Beast" Stevens seems like the right kind of distraction. Tall, muscled, and devilishly handsome, Xavier is the love 'em and leave 'em kind of guy. He never forgets a girl's name because he never bothers to remember it in the first place. Evie soon realizes that being Xavier's assistant is a 24/7 job; the man seems unwilling to even set an alarm for himself.

You've seen what AI can do. You've watched the demos, tested the tools, bookmarked the threads. But somewhere between inspiration and execution, the path blurred. Too many options. Too many gurus. Too many "ultimate guides" that left you with more questions than answers. It’s true—the window is open, but it won't stay open forever. This 2-in-1 collection gives you everything you need to go from stuck to profitable, whether you want to launch a lean AI service from scratch or scale a full agency that replaces your salary.

AI tools are everywhere. Clear guidance on what to build with them is not. Most people don’t fail with AI because they lack access, skill, or motivation. They fail because they never decide what deserves their focus. They keep learning and tweaking—while real progress stays just out of reach. If you’ve explored platforms, followed tutorials, and still asked yourself how you could monetize AI—it isn’t confusion. It’s a missing decision framework.

State of my professional life: Brilliant, if counted in terms of sales of eight Poppy Cantwell children's books starring my often-confused blue hippo, Hazel; the very substantial proceeds from selling my Kiwi Adventures New Zealand glamping business; and any number of glossy magazine articles about my charmed existence. Of course, I couldn't seem to write or draw anymore, but that would pass. Surely.

‘The writing glows with emotional intelligence. This atmospheric debut…had me sniffing copiously’ Daily Mail IN WARTIME, SURVIVAL IS AS MUCH ABOUT FRIENDSHIP AS IT IS ABOUT COURAGE… Kent, 1940. In the idyllic village of Chilbury change is afoot. Hearts are breaking as sons and husbands...

AI for Business is a 30-day tactical framework designed to take you from "overwhelmed operator" to "strategic architect". Using the PROCESS Framework, you will systematically audit the chaos, pinpoint the 20 percent of tasks driving 80 percent of your drag, and engineer a machine that executes the boring work without you.

Escape to New Zealand once again with the new series from best-selling author Rosalind James. Hours of funny, heartwarming, heart-pounding, steam-inducing entertainment, starting with combat of both the military and the more metaphorical sort and ending with an escape from a religious cult, with plenty of stops along the way.

Rescuing a woman dressed in a nightdress at a costume ball? That worked for me. And holding her up against the wall, to shield her from the cops, was pure enjoyment. Driving with her to a barbecue, a fruit salad in my lap, and her twins - her girl twins - in the back seat? Out of my comfort zone. And that was before she started asking me for dating lessons, and wondering how to explain that she couldn’t have sex before marriage. I had it under control, though. I was coping. Until four sisters of mine decided to go looking for their sperm donor.

People who say “love is trust” probably didn’t grow up in a cult. My name is Daisy Nabhitha Kittredge. I chose it myself. As an RN in the emergency department in one of New Zealand’s largest hospitals, there wasn’t much left in me of the 16-year-old girl, covered from neck to ankle and not allowed to make eye contact with a boy, who’d run away with five dollars in her pocket and terror in her heart.