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Everything was perfect until they set their sights on me. Now I can't shake them. They're everywhere. Always watching, always waiting...always one step ahead of me. I call them the Chaos Twins, but they're so much more.

In this authoritative but light-hearted account of beers gone by, archaeologist Tate Paulette brings the famous "land between the rivers" back to life in vivid detail. We meet not only the beers of ancient Mesopotamia, but also the people who brewed them and drank them, the places where these people lived and worked, the taverns and temples and tombs where they did their drinking, the stories they told about beer, their preferred styles of drinking, their brewing equipment and drinking paraphernalia, the gods and goddesses who governed their lives and who were also partial to a drink.

I thought the chaos twins were the worst of my problems… but I couldn’t have been more wrong. Sacrificial cults are supposed to be a theme in horror films—but they’re real. They exist right under our noses, and they’re hunting me. Adérfia Aímatos—The Brothers in Blood. They’re coming. They know who I am. They know where I live. They know I’ve killed one of their members. They’ll stop at nothing until I’m bleeding out on their altar. With only the chaos twins to protect me, how long before I’m dead? Will it be the brotherhood who gets to me first?

Being an angel sucks. Well, a low-ranking angel, that is. Who'd have thought that one of the tasks in Heaven assigned to those not blessed with brain-melting power is shoveling unicorn poop? Not me, that's for sure, although I don't even remember who I was as a human before being turned into an...

Being a newly minted demon with some shiny black wings of my own should be a dream come true. I mean, I'm back in Hell, I've got power, I'm not a lowly human anymore, this could be the start to happily ever after with my boo Azazel! If only it weren't for that little snag . . . that Lucifer...

Unapologetic bombshell Gretchen LaRoe is happy to play matchmaker to everyone else content in knowing she once had true love. When the best friends of the Scorned Women’s Society take it upon themselves to interfere in Gretchen’s love life, they shouldn't be shocked to learn Gretchen already has a plan of her own. A jaw-dropping plan.

A contract? It’s a good cause. Why should I say no? Does his motive really matter? I’ve never met my best friend. Is that weird? Didn’t think so. Anonymity gives me freedom to say things I’d never say to someone’s face. And then he breaks it. Yep, the arrogant jerk injects himself into my life without any word or warning. Oh, and the best part? He just happens to be the billionaire owner of the social media company I work for. That’s right, people! He’s my boss!

The Rowan's destiny is to power the stone and save the magic of witches everywhere. Or is it? While the past is a guide, its architects relied on visions and suppositions to draw the way forward. Arden must decide which path to follow—the one dictated by others, or the one designed by her...

Buckle up, Buttercup… Three nosy relatives, two jobs, one fledgling side hustle, and zero roommate prospects. No wonder Ada Russo is saltier than the rim of a margarita glass. When her brother’s best friend lands in Lennox Valley needing a place to stay for the summer, Ada’s spare room is the logical choice. What’s not logical is the way Jesse Bailey, one of her oldest friends, suddenly has her fantasizing about taking stupid, sexy risks. Jesse never planned on returning to the life he fled eight years ago.

My ex destroyed my life and my ability to write a single decent sentence. So I do what any desperate romance author with a contract on the line would do…take a workcation. I rent a bubble gum pink cottage in a touristy town and promise myself no distractions. Then I meet my temporary landlord. He has a jawline that belongs on a warning label and the kind of confidence that tells me he breaks hearts for a living. Each morning he makes me coffee and has me laughing. Every night I write scenes I swear aren't about him. Even I know better.

Beth Brockington thought she had everything figured out until her marriage fell apart just before the holidays. Now she's navigating twin five-year-olds, a bustling family store, and trying not to think about the empty space where her husband used to be. The last thing she expects is to feel her heart skip when Brett shows up looking like the man she fell in love with instead of the stranger they'd both become.

Dr. Steven Ericson never thought a parking ticket would change his life, but that's exactly what happened the day he goes downtown to pay his forgotten ticket for an expired meter. As the head of Boston General's ER, he doesn't have time for relationships, or at least he's never met a woman who made him want to make time. That all changes when he meets Whitney Hayes. The dynamo attorney in high heels entices him to imagine carving out time for more than his usual one-night stand. Imagine his dismay to find out that she, too, doesn't do relationships—they're not in her five-year plan.

After a brutal roadside attack, prosecutor Niki Avery is forced into hiding at a remote security compound deep in the wilderness. She has no choice but to submit to the protection of a former Marine—a loose cannon with a temper as scorching as his looks. Gage Steele never wanted to return to his small hometown, let alone take over his late father's elite security firm. But the moment he lays eyes on Niki, he's hooked.

One would think a nomadic life would be peaceful drifting from place to place, hiking scenic trails across the western U.S. But no matter how far I go, I can’t outrun the event that drove me from my hometown in Mississippi. Now, in Pinebrook, California, tucked just outside Yosemite National Park, I cling to the hope that fresh air and distance might finally quiet the monstrous narrative in my mind. Content to keep to myself, I take a temporary job with a plan to disappear in six months—no attachments. Then a freak accident puts me on his radar. Noah Sullivan is too kind. Too observant.

Courtney Hartwell has been hiding her crush on her boss for over a year—until Peachwood Grove's legendary matchmaker puts Nate Brockington on the Valentine's bachelor auction block. Watching other women bid on the man she secretly wants is torture. When another woman starts throwing around serious money, quiet Courtney does something completely out of character: she bids six hundred dollars to win him.

Finally back home, Meiling finds that returning to her old life as the cursed princess is harder than she imagined. She’s told to rest and recover from her harrowing time in the enemy’s fortress and enjoy the week-long festival.

When love is on the menu, revenge never tasted so sweet. Romance author Brittany Quinn is juggling her writing and her business with zero time for snooty critics — until striking chef Holt Hawthorne delivers a biting critique of her beloved bakery-bookstore and she decides to serve up a piece of her mind. There's just one problem: the infuriating critic isn't just attractive, he's disarmingly charming.

Keri is a talented cellist for a symphony orchestra with dreams of performing music for movies and television. When not one but two men in the ensemble begin stalking her, she turns the tables and accidentally becomes a stalker herself.

Telling the truth isn’t an option. But keeping the deception alive isn’t sustainable either. Something’s got to give, and I’m afraid it will be my heart. It beats for one, while I need the other. Just as my life is falling apart, fate decides to take the reins. For the first time, I’m enjoying the small pleasures of life, all the while watching it slip through my fingers, one devastating lie at a time. But at the end of the day, providing for my family is my only priority. No matter the pain, nor the consequences. Even if it means destroying myself in the process.

When I first met Gabe—a month after our best friends started dating each other—I expected awkward small talk and polite smiles. What I don't expect is the way he looks at me...like I'm important. Like he sees something worth knowing behind the walls I've built over the years. No one's ever looked at me like that before. Not my parents, who left me with scars deeper than silence. Not one person—except maybe my best friends, who taught me how to survive when love felt like a myth.