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I was not without sin. I carried my name for a reason. Screwing things up was just part of who I was. Sometimes people got hurt because of me. Sometimes they died. After being exiled from the world I’d created with my best friends, I was left to punish myself for my sins against the girl they loved. The sins I spent hours begging whatever entity was out there to forgive me for. But maybe I wasn’t supposed to be forgiven. Maybe I was who I was because I was meant for something bigger than me. Maybe I was always meant for her. The girl with the colorful eyes who never spoke.

The introduction of a new currency in the town of Lesko has filled Lawrence with boundless optimism, but his dreams come to a sudden and harsh end when two men from the Debau Company present him with a grim token-Col's traveling bag. With his young friend's safety threatened and the stability of...

Casteel Da’Neer knows all too well that very few are as cunning or vicious as the Blood Queen, but no one, not even him, could’ve prepared for the staggering revelations. The magnitude of what the Blood Queen has done is almost unthinkable. Nothing will stop Poppy from freeing her King and destroying everything the Blood Crown stands for. With the strength of the Primal of Life’s guards behind her, and the support of the wolven, Poppy must convince the Atlantian generals to make war her way—because there can be no retreat this time.

Bryce Quinlan had the perfect life until a demon murdered her closest friends. When the accused is behind bars but the crimes start up again, Bryce finds herself at the heart of the investigation. She'll do whatever it takes to avenge their deaths. Hunt Athalar is a notorious Fallen angel, now enslaved to the Archangels. His brutal skills and incredible strength have been set to one purpose-to assassinate his boss's enemies, no questions asked. But with a demon wreaking havoc in the city, he's offered an irresistible deal: help Bryce find the murderer, and his freedom will be within reach.

A poignant, heartfelt, and funny memoir about how, in 1985, Michael J. Fox brought to life two iconic roles simultaneously—Alex P. Keaton in Family Ties and Marty McFly in Back to the Future. Read by Michael J. Fox, this program features renowned clips and music from Back to the Future, plus...

Chapel Crest isn't for the weak. It's for those who wish to watch the world reduced to ashes and screams. The Watchers went too far. Locking me up with the monster who tried to kill me eight years ago wasn't the way to win my heart. It was the way to break it. When Seth comes to collect on the bet he made with the Watchers, I know I'm in for a world of hurt. Because Seth Cain isn't the nice boy I once knew. He's a demon in this asylum from hell. And if he finds out the Watchers have already claimed me, he could very well finish what he started all those years ago.

I came home and ended up with two enemies because of the women I choose to love. Kendra was the one I thought I loved, but the feeling I felt when I looked into Alaia's eyes told me that I had never experienced love with Kendra. When I looked into my Joy's eyes, I wanted to give her the stars, moons, and the sky wrapped up with a big fat ass bow. So, for her, I would go to war to make sure Tweety had no part in touching her ever again.

Some secrets should not be kept. They should be screamed. I have a secret. In fact, I have many. Most of them could get me killed, so my silence is the golden ticket to survival in this asylum from hell. But my watchers don’t like it when I’m silent. They like when I scream. When I beg. When I’m a bad girl who tells the things I shouldn’t. Maybe this time I’ll let it all out. Divulge the ugly truths and cast light on the real monsters living in our world. Maybe my secrets will save me this time.

I'm a protector, and my family is my responsibility. When it comes to my team, I'm the same way. They are family and the reason that me and Capone are able to do us in the streets, knowing they are tucked away safe. As a man, you sometimes fall short, and something—someone—falls through the cracks. I know one thing; I put that on my grandson that I'm going to crack his uncle's skull. He has hurt his own family, tossed them out to the wolves, and has hurt mine. I don't take too kindly to people hurting mine.

After my Yaya passed away, I didn't have anyone that cared for me. I mean, not even a month after Yaya was in the ground, he sat me down in the living room and sold me to a thirty-year-old man. I was sixteen, and my big brother, the man who was supposed to protect me, sold me off like cattle on a farm. My entire life has been to please Zayne. I'm his fourth wife and the youngest wife. Nobody has ever protected or cared for me. I was tossed the cards that life handed me and had to make do with them. That is until Cappadonna Delgato and I cross paths—again.

The last time I spoke was eight years ago when my best friend tried to kill me. I never dreamed my silence would break with a scream. Being sent to Chapel Crest after my new stepfather deemed me a heathen seemed like a blessing compared to staying with him and my mom. I was a mute demon in his eyes, and when the rod didn’t beat the evil out of me, he prayed Chapel Crest could. I envisioned the religious academy would become my sanctuary. I was wrong. So very wrong. Chapel Crest was an asylum moonlighting as a religious school.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Amerie Cross and Arnold Hightower.

There were a lot of things that I could live without. I had lived without freedom for the past fifteen years. My wife was someone that I couldn't live without, and I needed her. Alaia saved a lot of people with just a touch of her hand on my arm. She calmed the beast within me, reminded me what I had at home. Alaia was someone that I refused to live without, and now, they took her from me. They touched my wife and thought they would be able to live to talk about it. You didn't touch a Delgato and thought you would live. You didn't touch what was mine and think you could live.

I've worn hardships longer than I've worn football pads. Life hasn't given me much to celebrate except for my daughter and my God-given athleticism. Being a single father and the sole caregiver for my grandmother meant sacrifice. Football became my way to provide and keep my promises. I buried my needs beneath my responsibilities until I met her, Mia. She has guarded eyes and a beautiful soul. Mia made me believe there might be more than grind and grief. But life has taught me one thing: every blessing comes with a lesson.

I knew how to love because I loved my Yaya more than life. I knew that I could love because of the baby I had grown within me and now held; I loved her more than I loved myself. As I watched this man sleep peacefully beside me, one arm around me, keeping me close, I knew that I loved him. I knew that I could see forever with him, and I knew that he would kill any and everything moving when it came to protecting me.

Michelle and Kelsie have never had it easy, but the one thing that has remained consistent in each of their lives are each other. Both in their early twenties and with the stress of the world on their shoulders, they both manage to still be there for each other through it all. Michelle's dream is to be a top stylist, well her dream was a reality until she was fired from Naomi's shop because of her boyfriend. Tasheem is all Michelle knows, and that's being physically and mentally abused by the man she has loved since she was younger.

The man who became known as Esrahaddon is reported to have destroyed the world’s greatest empire—but there are those who believe he saved it. Few individuals are as divisive, but all agree on three facts: He was exiled to the wilderness, hunted by a goblin priestess, and sentenced to death by a god—all before the age of eight. How he managed to survive and why people continued to fear his name a thousand years later has always been a mystery...until now.

There was only one thing on my mind this football season: Revenge. Last season, my number one wide receiver had patted me on the back, then walked away with my fiancée. I'd become the laughingstock of the entire sports world, with my face being splashed across gossip sites. As I watched my ex, Shaunie, walk down the aisle to Vick, I vowed everybody was going to pay. The only person laughing this season would be me.

The 1895-96 season promises to be an exceptional one for Amelia Peabody, her dashing Egyptologist husband, Emerson, and their wild and precocious eight-year-old son, Ramses. The much-coveted burial chamber of the Black Pyramid in Dahshoor is theirs for the digging. But there is a great evil in the wind that roils the hot sands sweeping through the bustling streets and marketplaces of Cairo.

A dreaded engagement. Secrets spilled. Blood shed. All before dinner is served. Jasmine and Yacouba's world's collide in the most extraordinary way. Do they have staying power? Or will their fire burn out as quickly as it ignited?