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Her boyfriend's attempted murder leaves Megan floundering in the ocean. Sinking without hope, the bright light she sees in the night sky isn't her doorway to heaven, but rather the beginning of her accidental abduction by a space pirate. While thankful of his rescue, Megan stays true to form and just can't keep her mouth shut, even when he keeps threatening to kill her - or auction her off to the highest bidder. Even odder, despite her decision to not get involved with her wickedly hot captor, she can't help craving his touch.

One night together. That's it. Except letting go isn't an option anymore. New day. New town. New temptation. I prowl the wastelands of this post apocalyptic world solo, a lone wolf. When I find him, a scrappy young man with fire in his eyes, my hunger stirs. That defiant gaze challenges me. I thought I'd wander alone, but claiming this fierce boy? I wasn't prepared for that. But when two wild souls collide, you surrender. You take. And you don't let go. So that's what I do, regardless of our age gap. I make him mine... In every way.

Todos estamos en la búsqueda. Unos persiguen seguridad, placer o poder; otros buscan algo que no conocen. Y otros más saben lo que buscan pero no lo encuentran en el mundo natural. Para tales buscadores, quienes los precedieron dejaron señales. Al realizar un trabajo serio sobre el significado de tales señales, la Providencia abre una puerta desde el mundo natural hacia el sobrenatural para revelar una escalera que va de lo temporal a lo eterno. Quien se atreve a ascender, entra en el camino de la Kabbalah.

The living aren’t the only ones listening. People think cemeteries are quiet. They aren’t. Not the old ones. Not the kind with crooked stones and names worn thin by weather and grief. They hum, they breathe, they watch. After a decade tending the dead, the sounds have stitched themselves into me—roots rubbing bones, frost shifting in the dirt, whispers caught in the cedars. It was supposed to be just another burial. Another evening alone with a backhoe and the wind. But this time the dark spoke back.

Lochlan's been lying low for a while and would have remained hidden forever if Luna hadn't come along. The woman is trouble, and this cynical wolf knows he should walk away. Whatever crisis she's dealing with isn't his problem. However, he can't abandon his mate. Yup. His freaking mate. So much for thinking he'd die grumpy and alone. Despite not being crazy about the idea, he can't ignore her—or the danger stalking her. A threat that might extend to all of Were-kind. Like hell.

When you work too closely with the goat’s lactation supplements, weird things happen. Like waking up soaked. Like hiding a pump behind the feed bins. Like your brand-new stepbrother catching you in the act and holding it over your head. Rhett says I need to learn. He teaches me what a hucow is. He torments me. Trolls me online. But, he does other things. Wicked, wonderful things that have me craving the pump in more ways than one. But, when everything I thought I knew about my family falls apart, will he still be there? Or will all the milky fun be lost in the drama. Welcome to the Black-...

I always thought if I had magical powers, life would be cake. Wrong. My fated mate is the enemy of my kind, I have days to figure out how to keep him from literally going up in smoke, and at any moment one of my magic's surges will shock my heart and strike me down. If I don't learn how to control my mage abilities pronto, I'm dead. I thought that portalling to hang with other mages would solve things, and I'd find some rad crone-like chick to help me train all epic style.

How degrading. Stuck babysitting a woman because his alpha said so. As pride beta, he has better things to do with his time, like washing his impressive mane, hunting down thugs for fun, and chasing tail - sometimes his own, if his lion is feeling playful. But his babysitting job takes an unexpected turn when the woman he's assigned guard duty over turns out to be his mate. A female threatened by an outside wolf pack.

Tom's eyes bored into Basil's. "I admire and respect you as a brilliant detective, but I must speak frankly. Your chances of capturing J. J. are practically zero. The obstacles are too many and too great. In my opinion, Basil, you're on an impossible mission!"

Elizabeth Canham accepts a position at Burndale Academy, an isolated girl's school where she meets mysterious widower Griffin Fairfax, a man dogged by dark rumors who both frightens and fascinates her. Soon, a woman is found dead in the nearby woods - the victim of a brutal murder...a murder that bears terrifying similarity to others. Then Beth discovers all the victims were intimately connected to Griffin. Beth’s heart tells her Griffin cannot be the charming, seductive killer stalking the night, stealing women’s hearts...and lives.

The Blood Court has summoned us, and I can't ignore its call. The Soul Scar constellation beneath my skin grows daily, dark tendrils reaching for my heart. I have weeks. Maybe less. The grimoire demands more pages filled with our mingled essence. Blood willingly spilled to protect another. My reluctant allies have become something more dangerous. Something necessary. Beneath DarkHallow Academy lies an ancient tribunal where monsters once judged their own. Now it will test us all. Four trials. Three sacrifices. A verdict none of us may survive.

Embark on an epic journey where danger is around every corner, mysteries of the past come back to haunt and dragons awaken.

Whether you’re chasing a personal best or gearing up for your very first ultra, The Ultra Marathon Plan is your go-to guide for running stronger, longer, and smarter. Packed with practical tips and cutting-edge science, this isn’t just another sports nutrition book—it’s a deep dive into the advanced fueling strategies, recovery techniques, and performance bio-hacks used by elite endurance athletes. Now, they’re yours too, whether you're a seasoned runner or just starting out. Inside, you'll learn how to: Fuel your body for long-distance endurance Enhance oxygen levels for maximum ...

This is the first book in a fun chapter book series about a little capybara named Brownie—perfect for kids ages 6–12, especially those who can’t get enough of capybaras! 🐾 Brownie the Capybara: Sweet Home (Book 1) tells the story of a capybara who has lost his memory. Wandering through forests, rivers, and small towns, Brownie searches for the pieces of his past. One day, he stumbles into an ordinary little town and discovers a not-so-ordinary family of four.😊 Sometimes Brownie dreams of staying with them forever… but other times, he just wants to run away! Will he find the ...

I gasped in horror. Would it be my friend's dreadful fate to perish in the swirling torrent below? "Take care! Take care!" I shouted. But my worst fears were realized. Ratigan went over the edge, dragging the detective with him!

Darn it, a man has his pride and a caribou of a certain majestic presence - all of which could wind up ruined if he abases himself to play a simple-minded reindeer in the town's Christmas parade. No way was he wearing tinsel in his antlers. Like heck was he sporting a red nose and pulling a sleigh. But he changes his mind when he meets the woman in charge of the event.

They said he died in a fire. But the Bratva Butcher didn’t die, he’s been hiding. And now he needs an heir. I’m everything the underground catalog said I’d be and everything he thinks he needs. Virgin. Fertile. Willing. Lactating.... But I wasn’t ready for Luka Morelli. He's not the kind of man who takes his time. I’m strapped, spread and made to gush. To him, I’m not a wife. I’m a possession. But, when the Bratva comes knocking to take me from him, Luka doesn’t run. He saves me. He renews our vows with blood. And he’ll burn the world down before he lets me go. Welcome ...

A blizzard cancels Maya’s flight home, forcing her to spend Thanksgiving alone in her apartment. When the storm traps her inside with her dad’s stoic best friend and her charming neighbor, a search for comfort quickly turns into a passionate, unexpected holiday encounter that gives them all a new reason to be thankful.

Let’s rewind a few weeks, where I, Storm Rivers, back out of a popular coffee shop chain, trip over a disgruntled Cockapoo, and dump my Latte Macchiato all over Knotting Hill’s most notorious playboy, Jonathan Pierce St. Luc, or JP for short.

Waking with horrific injuries in a hospital, Adara can't recall her past. Who is she? And more importantly, what is she? Her only hints come during her nightmares. Dark dreams that are forgotten when she wakes. Having amnesia doesn't stop danger from stalking her. She attracts the attention of a werewolf and a vampire. As events spiral out of control, she wonders if she's losing her mind.