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Eve was only trying to get out of a horrible betrothal. At least, that's what she told herself when she snuck out onto the balcony during the royal feast, and had her wicked way with the first man she met. How was she supposed to know that while that was going on, the royal family was being murdered just beyond the wall? And the man she was with was a drunken, disgusting mess. There was no indication he was anyone at all of importance!

I've lived in the mud quarter my entire life, watching as the fireguards came every five years to select the prettiest girls to go to the Seat to start new lives. They get it all: husbands, houses without a speck of dirt, and enough food that hunger wasn't a constant pain in your belly. This year, it's my turn. The dragon that forces our kingdom to cower under our magnificent dome and hide behind stone walls hasn't shown any signs of leaving.

Cast aside since birth and denied my true heritage, they know me as the bastard prince. For years I played their game, doing allI could to assist my half-brothers shuffle refugees from the castle, while keeping them and the dying Nobles safe in the old mine tunnels. The Prince of Rats, one girl called me.

Deadshot buried his gun four years ago. The West dug it back up. Once the most feared bounty hunter on the frontier, Deadshot walked away after bringing in more outlaws than any man alive. At forty-nine, his body is worn, his hands ache, and the quiet life suits him just fine. He hunts, fishes, and keeps to himself – until a bleeding teenage boy stumbles out of the dark. Rider isn’t a fighter. He was meant to inherit his father’s ranch, not outrun the men who destroyed it. With his family taken and bandits on his trail, Rider’s only refuge is the cabin of a legend who swore he’d ...

I was lucky to escape my last pack with nothing but a few scars—a cheap price to pay for my freedom. It was supposed to be just another run to calm my wolf, but I wasn't going to ignore those cubs' screams for help—even if they were from a rival pack. What I didn't expect to find was a feral vampire, or the wolf who would change everything. The Alpha who caught me is like all the others-all raging temper and muscles. And yet . . . his pack is different than mine. But no matter how much my wolf cries 'mate', I need to break free.

The princes have lied. The queen controls everything, including the dragons. At first, I just wanted to save my people in the mud quarter, but I couldn't do it alone. I'm not running away; I'm regrouping so I can return to finally free everyone from the dragon's curse. In order to defeat evil, I'm going to have to embrace the darkness and journey into the abandoned mines on the outskirts of the kingdom, meeting the demons themselves. And the princes? If they have truly chosen me, then we will see in time just how much weight a dragon's promise holds.

Fire took his home. Hate made him a man. “Ma,” Blaze whispered, “they’re fixing to burn us.” Her hand squeezed his shoulder hard. “You take Rachel,” she said. “You listen to me. If it comes to it, you run. Don’t argue.” “I can fight,” Blaze replied. “Not tonight,” she said. Her eyes met the seventeen-year-old boy in the dark. “You’ll fight when the time’s right.” Outside, hooves thudded and men cursed. The Hollow Creek Riders tightened their circle. Every sound pressed closer. Blaze felt Rachel’s small hands trembling in his. “What’s he want with us...

When Christopher Penczak was introduced to Witchcraft, he found a spiritual path through which he could honor and embrace his homosexuality. In Gay Witchcraft, Penczak's clearheaded theory and practice combine to create a classic book of Witchcraft focused on the perspective of the gay community.

The desert buries secrets – but it never keeps them buried for long. Once a lawman, now disillusioned by the failure of justice and burdened by guilt, Clint Langston drifts into a desert town in Arizona searching for silence. Instead, he stumbles onto the charred remains of a massacre – and the only survivor, young Ruby Yates. Ruby clings to life as Clint delivers her into the hands of frontier doctor Josie Holmes, a woman tempered by grief yet unbroken by fear. Together, Clint and Josie uncover the iron grip of the Destiny Railroad, a company that buys, bullies, or buries anyone and ...

Eleanor needs Ruskin—the darkly magnetic fae prince she’s bound to—more than ever. But Ruskin is gone, trapped in the deadly space between realms. When Eleanor finally rescues him, the man she loves is a stranger, his memories erased and his trust shattered. There’s no time to rebuild what they’ve lost. In the human realm, Eleanor’s father is held captive by a ruthless king, while in Faerie, Ruskin’s mother, Evanthe, threatens to plunge the Seelie Court into chaos.

Every Christian has experienced days or even seasons of feeling extreme guilt over past or present sins, thinking that God is angry or disgusted with them—sometimes even wondering if they're truly saved. This often happens when believers fixate on their sins while forgetting what Christ has already done on their behalf at the cross. Sam Storms explains it this way: "What consumes us is what we have done by sinning. What ought to consume us is grateful meditation on what God has done with our sinning."

Jake works at the newest, and technically oldest, excavation site in America. As a janitor. Not quite an archeology major’s wet dream. But then an ancient Pillar awakens, and Jake switches lives with a doppelganger in another world. This world’s Jake happens to be a top prospect at the magical Aether Academy… and a servant of a dark God who expects repayment for his boon.

My best friend's brother is a big, grumpy jerk. Now that Roman's sister—and my very favorite person on earth—is getting married, I'm being thrown into wedding planning with the fun-hating grouch. As if I don't see him enough at work, where he's my boss, or at home, where he's my landlord and roommate. I can't escape him, and, for some reason, he doesn't seem to want to escape me. It's almost as if under that prickly exterior, he actually likes our grumpy-sunshine dynamic. Wild. Can't relate. He's salty, I'm sweet, and this wedding? It's going to be perfect.

Beauty and the Beast meets Anastasia in this spicy, enemies-to-lovers fantasy where the romance is sharp, the tension feral, and the betrayal unforgettable. For years, Ana has been a prisoner—hidden away, her blood kept alive by ancient potions while the kingdom of Trova rots under the rule of those who cast her aside. Born without magic in a world ruled by it, she was never meant to survive. Until the day the fae prince found her. And left her for dead. But death never came.

Ana has spent her life as a pawn—used, betrayed, and hunted. But no more. As the rightful heir to Trova’s blood-soaked throne, she’s ready to rise—ruthless, unyielding, and armed with the celestial magic awakening inside her. But power always has a price, and Ana is already burning beneath the weight of it.

I can spin gold, I lie. With my life at stake, I have no other choice. I get one chance to turn my lie into truth, and I'm shocked when I succeed. But now the cruel human king demands I become his wifepassing between his bed and being locked away in a tower, spinning gold until my last breath. My only way out is to summon him. A brutal Fae prince. The deal we strike is sickening, but it's the only way I'll live after I'm caught escaping. My new captor drags me back to his realm.

Mavis was my name, and you could say I have had a bit of a tough go. Following a tremendous personal loss, I was entombed by my own daughter rather than allow me to expose our secret to the world.

Who were the Ship It Holla Ballas? Arguably the most successful poker crew of all time, they took advantage of the online poker boom to win tens of millions of dollars before most of them were old enough to set foot inside a casino. Then they did what any red-blooded teenagers with mountains of cash and no responsibilities would do: They partied like rock stars, transforming themselves from Internet nerds with zero life skills into legends, at least in their own minds.

I woke from cryostasis a prisoner. My crime? I have no idea. I was stuck with a hundred other women, all headed to who knows where. Captive in a dank, dirty cargo hold. Then, out of the darkness, came Solair. A handsome alien. Golden skinned. Horned. The dashing captain of a pirate ship. They rescued us - he gave my people food, shelter, and promised us safety. In exchange? He took me for himself. But the people who captured us, haven't given up. They want us back. They're powerful and will do whatever it takes to find us. The only thing stopping them? Solair.

After thwarting an assassination attempt, Wyle was ready for life to go back to normal, but the King was not one to let a problem fester. He’s sent one of his own Appointed to Sparkling Bay to cut Wyle off from his most valuable trading partner, and force Emerald Valley to starve through winter. Meanwhile, the town is in full preparation mode. They stockpile food, craft warmer clothing, and there are even a few budding romances! Wyle will need to juggle his town’s needs, with his own and his wives’, while fending off new threats from a King’s Hand, and the families of a fallen dungeon party.