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The man with the dark eyes and darker soul turned up to collect money. Turns out, Daddy owed the wrong man. And now I’m the payment. I’m barefoot, dripping, and locked in a stranger’s barn with a body that won’t stop leaking. He says I’m not broken. He says I was made for this. For him. Now I’m his vessel, hooked to the pump while he watches with hungry eyes. Says my milk’s worth more than any cash. Says I belong to the loan shark now. And the baby he’s going to put in my belly. Welcome to the Black-Tie Creamery. Where debts are paid in cream, girls get kept, and no one ...

The Chicago Race Riot of 1919, the most intense of the riots comprising the nation's Red Summer, has shaped the last century but is not widely discussed. In 1919, award-winning poet Eve L. Ewing explores the story of this event - which lasted eight days and resulted in 38 deaths and almost 500 injuries - through poems recounting the stories of everyday people trying to survive and thrive in the city. Ewing uses speculative and Afrofuturist lenses to recast history and illuminates the thin line between the past and the present.

📘 NEW EDITION — Now with Drawings 😲 The Ultimate Book of Weird Facts Wacky. Wild. 100% True. Did you know... 🚀 A golf ball was once hit on the Moon? 🧽 Astronauts can’t wash their clothes in space? 👕 The world’s biggest T-shirt is larger than a football field? Get ready for a wild journey through some of the strangest, funniest, and most unbelievable facts ever recorded. From space and sports to fashion, food, and history — this book proves that truth really is stranger than fiction. 🔎 Inside, you’ll discover: 🌌 Space Oddities A mysterious Cold Spot in space ...

Everly's been mine since the first look. Or, the very first...leak. She answered the ad. She came looking for a job. Barefoot, blushing, primed for what I had planned. She didn't this cowboy's farm was built for girls like her. Soft. Ripe. Obedient. Now she's full. In more ways than one. She's leaking all over my kitchen, and begging Daddy for more. She thinks this is just the beginning. She's right. Because once I've got her swollen, stuffed, and begging, she'll know. She was always meant to belong to me. Welcome to the Black-Tie Creamery. An exclusive organization that caters to heroes ...

When a cocky, homophobic business scion is forced to work as an intern for his father’s quiet but ruthless executive assistant, Luke’s summer of fetching coffee becomes a brutal, hands-on education in power. Grant, fed up with the heir’s arrogance, decides to teach him some respect in the one place where corporate titles don’t matter: on his knees.

I dream that my mate will give me the home I never had. Will give me the life I never had. One day, my dream comes true. The finding-my-mate part. That's it. Now, I'm stuck with a mate who's already taken. One who views me as worthless, and who never lets me forget it. Every. Single. Day. As an omega, I never had a place in my pack. It doesn't take me long to learn that I don't have one with my mate either. I might just find one in Winter Lake.

The truth about Silvergate burns like enchanted silver against vampire skin. My blood holds the key to something so valuable that ancient powers would sacrifice anything to possess it. Even me. But my power was never meant to be a weapon. It was meant to be a sanctuary. As rival forces converge on what I've become, I realize the true nature of defence isn't about walls or shields or protection spells. It's about deciding who deserves to survive—and who doesn't.

The mist is rising so lock your doors and stay inside, for the monsters have returned. On a dark and ominous night, at the edge of the Abyss, Agathe rescues a baby from a monster that should have been extinct. Gravely injured in the process, the elderly Agathe is rewarded by having her youth restored. But that's only the start of the strangeness.

Captain Barrett Wilson never agreed to be experimented on by his superior officers, but he wasn't given a choice. When he awakes in captivity, he wants nothing more than to escape, but it's only when the beast within roars free that Barrett manages to flee his prison. The nearby forest becomes his home and feeding ground, the primal urges raging through his body only satisfied by the blood of his enemies. But his murderous rampage ends when the huntress comes tracking.

On May 28, 1914, the RMS Empress of Ireland began her 192nd trip across the Atlantic from Quebec City, Canada, en route to Liverpool, England, carrying 1,056 passengers and a crew of 423. In the early hours of May 29, fog descended on the St. Lawrence River, and the ocean liner was rammed by the Storstad, a Norwegian coal ship. In the fourteen minutes it took for the Empress of Ireland to sink, there was time to launch only four of the forty lifeboats, and rather than women and children first, it was everyone for themselves.

My life was supposed to follow a perfect path—a nice job, mated by twenty-five, and children after that—but fate has other plans. Now, a week from turning twenty-five, I have a successful bookshop that I love, but the rest has remained elusive. Always within my reach but never managing to hang onto an alpha for long enough to mate. Then there is the pact in the back of my mind. An alcohol-fuelled promise on my twentieth birthday, jokingly giving my alpha childhood friends a chance if we're all single in five years.

A delectable variety of real paranormal tales you are sure to binge... First responders are those that aid us in our time of need. But have you ever wondered that some of their calls may not be classified as "typical"? Ever wondered what happens when you mix ghosts with dispatchers? How about accident sites? I know I have. That is why this book came to be. After interviewing multiple types of first responders, from 911 operators to police to firemen, you will hear the experiences they cannot quite explain as anything less than "ghostly".

Big, bad, and purple. Indulge in some alien romance.

When Lily, a literature student, faces failing the one class she needs for her scholarship, she makes a desperate appeal to her stoic, untouchable professor. He agrees to give her “private lessons,” a series of one-on-one sessions that blur the line between academic mentorship and a dark, carnal education in submission and pleasure.

Enter a world where sorcery and monsters exist. This multi-book bundle will please those who love an intricate fantasy world where romance blossoms between royals and their foes.

Reeling from a bad breakup, Sarah decides to play a Halloween prank on her controlling ex by flirting with two imposing men in slasher masks. But her little trick backfires when the masked “killers” decide she’s the perfect treat, pulling her into a terrifyingly seductive game where she’s the final girl who doesn’t want to escape.

Maybe the best matches are found debugging hearts in the server rooms during snowstorms. Fed up with being rejected for all the wrong reasons, Lex Hart built Bond.me to help other omegas avoid the same heartbreak. The app promised drama-free dating: all brains, no heat. Until everything crashed. The servers are fried. The suppression system is glitching. And with Bond.me down, thousands of subscribers are demanding refunds that will bankrupt her if she can't get the system running in two weeks. But Lex ends up trapped inside headquarters with four alphas from her development team during an ...

Question: A seductress steals your husband, rips apart your family and shatters your dreams. You: a) Wish them luck, and walk away with your head held high (because that’s what society expects you to do)? b) Quietly seethe, but accept that there is just nothing you can do about it (because it easier for everyone if you do nothing)? c) Dig up dirt on the b*tch (because someone like that would undoubtedly have dirt), use it to sabotage their relationship, then sit back with a glass of Pinot Grigio and a fire stoker and watch the f**kers buuurn!? Answer: Why … A, of course. Always A. I ...

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.

Just when I thought I had a grip on the dark world of The Crowned Syndicate, everything spun out of control. I'm in too deep with the most powerful guys at Crestmont University and they've become my protectors, my partners in the dangerous mafia underworld.