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Die zwanzigjährige Violet Sorrengail sollte in den Schreiberquadranten eintreten und ein ruhiges Leben zwischen Büchern und Geschichte führen. Jetzt hat der kommandierende General – auch bekannt als ihre knallharte Mutter – Violet befohlen, sich den Hunderten von Kadetten anzuschließen, die danach streben, die Elite von Navarra zu werden: Drachenreiter.

A demon imprinted on me, so I had to turn to the monster king for help. Instead of actually being useful, King Bane tells me that I should just mate with the demon. At least, until he also imprints on me. Then we have no choice but to seal the deal in every way there is. But his wing of the Manor is quickly overrun with chaos and hatred because of our newfound connection, putting us in yet another predicament. We have to convince the monsters that I'm a terrible match for both Bane and the demon.

This entire mess started when my older brother's best friend got hired to be my bodyguard. Colton Keller has been keeping an eye on me ever since he came to live on our ranch. The wall of muscle wrapped in mysterious darkness has spoken less than five words to me in the same number of years. But now that Colton's position is official, he follows me like a reclusive shadow. I try to ditch him at every turn, but he never lets me get too far. Just as I'm about to get more creative with my evasive maneuvers, a threat to my safety pushes him to the extreme.

Waking up naked on the roadside with a body that doesn't feel like mine? Not exactly the miracle I asked for. Turns out, Death gave me a second chance—minus the instructions. I'm no longer just a Grim Reaper. I'm something else. Something unstable. My scythe is gone. My raven's missing. And I'm flickering between realities like a faulty lightbulb.

One woman, two men, a fierce attraction and a danger that could destroy them all.... Olivia Holloway’s life has never been easy. On her own at 16, she’s fought to survive ever since. When she finds herself in a dangerous situation that even she can’t handle, she has to break down and ask for help. She reluctantly seeks it by showing up at her estranged brother’s law firm. However, it’s not her brother, Trey, who steps in, it’s the firm’s private investigator, Elliot Stone and his husband, Grant Lane.

Two college lovers suspected of a brutal double homicide enlist a podcasting crime journalist to proclaim their innocence in this psychologically riveting and compulsively readable novel of love, lies, and murder, perfect for fans of The Lady Vanishes podcast and I’ll Be Gone in the Dark...

He kidnapped me for vengeance against my husband. The husband I’ve never loved. The cruel man my father forced me to marry to teach me a lesson.

Blood is soaking the streets of Shawville this festive season. Residents are getting more than they bargained for at Laymon's Lot tree farm. Horror writers D.J. Doyle and Lee Franklin invite you into the darkest depths of their twisted psyches. With 12 gruesome short stories, from horny snowmen to flesh-eating elves, and the body count soaring, we encourage you to sit down, put your feet up, and allow us to disgust you with our depraved minds. Countdown twelve days to a very bloody Xmas.

Dear Grumpy Horrible Boss, You suck as a lawyer. I don't even know how you passed the bar. Or how you sleep at night taking clients like Jack Whittington. Just in case you didn't know, you can't fire me just because I have a part-time job working bachelor parties. What I do on the weekend is none of your business and not a part of my employment contract. If I want to go back to wearing coconut bikinis and popping out of cakes, I can. As soon as I get my big break as an actress, I will be leaving your employ. I am literally counting down the days.

It is said that when Joan of Arc was born on January 6 in 1412, the roosters in her village all crowed, even though it was midnight. When Joan was 13 years old, something happened to change her life. She was working in the garden when she thought she saw a bright light coming from the church, and heard someone speaking French in a sweet, low, beautiful voice.

My favorite kill is Alpha Regha. Second favorite doesn’t exist - nothing and nobody else is a fair fight. I haven’t had one of those in too long as I lead my Warlords far and wide in pursuit of the imposter. So far, he’s eluded me, leaving me frustrated, moody as hell, and spoiling for battle. In this snow-covered border village, I sense no enemy. Only a dozen girls hiding in a barn - as they should. One of them is Rickie Lee, an Omega I instantly rename Kiki. She hates that. Too bad. There’s something different about Kiki, and it’s not just the sass that makes me laugh.

Terror Hordesman came. With flowers. Red roses. He came, he marked me, and he moved into my house. This is bad. Very bad. Because, I'm funding the Betaren project he's trying to destroy. If he finds out, I fear, he'll end me.

Take two defense attorneys, add one troubled NFL QB who needs them, and what do you get? A threesome of hot, sexy conflict. Gryff Ward made a serious mistake when he hired the hot-as-hell defense attorney Rayne Jordan as an associate in his high-profile legal firm, even though she’s one of the best. Now he’s struggling to keep it professional, especially when she insists on calling him “Boss”. Rayne’s been attracted to the firm's top attorney ever since her interview. And she’s well aware that calling the conservative man “Boss” drives him crazy...in a very good way.

Valentino is a brutal assassin entangled in a dangerous hunt of cat and mouse. His target, Sade is the queen on this chessboard of darkness and an unexpected twist that turns the game on its head.

We all need sleep, yet we consistently don’t get enough. Research shows that most people average less than seven hours of sleep per night. Research consistently reveals that the lack of sleep increases the risk of a variety of health ailments, including Alzheimer’s, diabetes, heart disease, and depression. The Growth Digest serves busy people who are keen on growth, learning, and self-development by serving all the highlights and key points on a silver platter - without the fluff.

Jacob has always been embarrassed about his fetishes--he liked feet and he liked growing women. His wife, Abby, doesn't understand these desires, but she's willing to try. She books a yoga class where he's the only male, and he's surrounded by beautiful women. Now, as the class goes on, the women start to inch bigger...and eventually he's surrounded by eight-foot beauties! Contains: Growing women

Terra, 2144. Judith "Jack" Chen è una vera e propria scienziata-pirata: la sua base operativa è un sottomarino, la sua missione piratare costosi farmaci e produrne delle alternative a basso costo, accessibili a tutti. Una sorta di Robin Hood in un mondo dominato dalle case farmaceutiche. Eppure, qualcosa è andato storto con la sua ultima partita di Zacuity: coloro che ne hanno fatto uso, sono andati incontro a effetti collaterali imprevisti, ridotti a veri e propri automi costretti ad azioni meccaniche e ripetitive che conducono la mente alla follia.

The mages and the fae aren’t letting go of their differences. They’re both willing to go to war for domination, even if it tears Haret apart. It’s time to stop hoping for compromise and start flexing my magical muscle. I just need a way to shelter the innocent. I can’t protect everyone, and I still have a long list of tasks from Iaga. We’ve been moving from city to city, and we need a home base. Not everyone will make it out of this alive.

We were thrown into Haret without a plan, and we have a lot of ground to cover. Allies would be nice, but not everyone is happy to see my team return. We’re finding more secrets than intel. Plus, I’m not allowed to shank my new mother-in-law, who definitely deserves a horn to the heart. My guys are eager to share their home with me, but darkness seeps in everywhere we go.

Every day, my cage gets smaller. If I’d fought harder before, maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess now, with enemies on every side and my sugar being rationed. I won’t make that mistake again. From now on, it’s only badassery for me. First, I need to solve the ringmaster’s riddles and survive the council’s tests. Then, I have to break my Qilin free but avoid letting the monster loose. Our future is balancing on the tip of my horn, and I still don’t have my shift together.