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We were 18 when I met Remington Monroe. I'd never seen anyone like him. He got onstage at the coffeehouse, armed with a guitar and corny jokes...but unable to hide his lonely eyes. When he sang, I was entranced. When we spent the night talking together, I knew my world would never be the same.

SEAL Reed Tucker doesn't believe in commitment, until he tangles the sheets with one hot pilot, Delaney O'Connell. His phobia against commitment is challenged when his best friend asks Delaney to marry him first. As a helicopter pilot for the 160th Night Stalkers, Delaney knows the risks of loving a SEAL. When her lover's friend loses an arm in battle, she can't refuse his marriage proposal when he's already lost so much. In love with one man, pledged to marry another, she's torn.

Navy SEAL Remy LaDue wants Mitchell Sanders but hasn't made a move since he slept with her the night of his buddy's - her former boyfriend's - funeral. A year later his plan to be her Valentine date runs amuck when he finds her undercover as a stripper at a local club.

As the Nazi regime crumbles, Hanni hides from her father on the fringes of Berlin. She develops the photographs she took to record the brutality of the camp - the empty food bowls and hungry eyes - and vows to get justice for the innocent people she couldn’t help. But, on the day she plans to deliver these damning photographs to the Allies, Hanni comes face to face with her father again. Reiner Foss is now working with the British forces, his past safely hidden behind a new identity. He will go to deadly lengths to protect his secrets, but Hanni knows she can’t give up her fight.

I can't escape my past. West wants to be my future. When West, a former SEAL and my online gaming buddy, begged me to meet him IRL (in real life), one word, one touch, one look sent me fleeing like a coward. Back to my keyboard, online gaming, and the deadline that could make or break my whole programming career. Back where I'm safe. Problem is, West followed.

My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night. So kissing? Yeah, that won’t happen again. Nope.

Since World War II, the American public has become fully aware of the exploits of the 101st Airborne Division, the paratroopers who led the Allied invasions into Nazi-held Europe. But within the ranks of the 101st, a sub-unit attained legendary status at the time, its reputation persisting among veterans over the decades. Primarily products of the Dustbowl and the Depression, the Filthy13 grew notorious, even within the ranks of the elite 101st. Never ones to salute an officer, or take a bath, this squad became singular within the Screaming Eagles.

Have you ever been told to smile more, been teased about your accent or had your name pronounced incorrectly? If so, you’ve probably already faced bias in your everyday life. We like to believe that we are all fair-minded and egalitarian, but we all carry biases that we might not even be aware of. We might believe that we live in a post-racial society, but racial tension and inequality is pernicious and pervasive. We might believe that gender inequality is a thing of the past, but it is still ubiquitous.

After Kiran loses her mother, she escapes to the Welsh countryside—to allow herself to grieve away from turbulent city life in London, to leave her toxic family behind, and to find solace in the purity of the natural world. I Can Hear the Cuckoo is a tender, philosophical memoir about the beauty of a microscopic life, the value of solitariness, and respecting the rhythm and timing of the earth. This is a reflective book about finding friendship in the most unexpected places—and what nature and a small community in the Welsh Valleys can teach us about life.

“Sizzling romance with a splash of intrigue.” —Julia Quinn Amita Murray takes us on a journey from the pleasure gardens of society to the dangerous streets of 19th century London, in this spectacular romantic debut by an unforgettable new voice. “Women mind their reputation if they want...

Everett Larkin works for the Cold Case Squad: an elite - if understaffed and overworked - group of detectives who solve the forgotten deaths of New York City. Larkin is different from others, but his deduction skills are unmatched and his memory for minute details is unparalleled. So when a spring thunderstorm uproots a tree in Madison Square Park, unearthing a crate with human remains inside, the best Cold Case detective is assigned the job.

Ryan Coates does it all. Single dad with an ex who needs reminders to spend time with their kids. Chief of the Baytown Station of the Virginia Marine Police. Sergeant at Arms for the American Legion. Son. Brother. Coach. Friend. What he’s not doing is looking for a woman. Then he met her. Again. She’s the new doctor in town. And she remembers Ryan. Two years younger than him, she used to write his name in her notebooks. What she’s not doing is looking for a man. But when their jobs cross paths, they discover that working together might give them a chance at love after all.

I have one rule when it comes to my sex life: I only hook up with guys who identify as straight. It’s a tried and tested way of avoiding the cling factor, which I’ve found to be a huge problem in the past. A one-night stand with a curious "straight" guy is the perfect situation. Of course, there’s one straight guy who’s completely off-limits. George Goode is sweet, charming, hilarious, and sexy as hell. And he’s also become one of my best friends since I moved to the tiny town of Finchley about a year ago. But let’s make one thing clear: I do not have feelings for him.

Run, run, run! They're chasing me, even into my dreams. And when I awake, I see him. Striking blue eyes with a hint of the devil inside. He's my savior and my worst nightmare combined. Because he owns me. He found me. He saved me. But I don't want to be owned. I want to be free. Even if it kills me.

My little brother is getting married and I couldn’t be happier.… Well, maybe I could if I hadn’t just been dumped by the boyfriend I thought was about to propose, kicked out of my New York apartment, and, worst of all, lost one of the pediatric patients under my care at the hospital where I work as a nurse.

It starts as a simple favor. Now that he’s home from college, my best friend’s brother Tucker needs a place to stay, and I happen to have a spare room. Then it becomes a confession. Tucker tells me he’s a virgin. And he’s on a mission to swipe that V card once and for all. While Tucker searches for the perfect guy to pop his cherry, I find myself growing more agitated with the situation. He’s my best friend’s brother, a kid I’ve watched grow up; it’s normal for me to want to protect him. It has nothing to do with the way my stomach flips at the sight of his smile.

Joseph Newman may have followed in his older brother into the military and now into a law-enforcement career, but that’s where they were different. Wyatt was a police chief, serious, now married, and someone the community looked up to. Joseph enjoyed a beer with friends, loved a good joke, and didn’t mind playing the field. Until he met her…the shy woman who barely spoke. And something told him, she needed a hero. But was he the man for the job?

Detective Everett Larkin of New York City’s Cold Case Squad has been on medical leave since catching the serial killer responsible for what the media has dubbed the “Death Mask Murders.” But Larkin hasn’t forgotten that another memento—another death—is waiting to be found.

The fifth magical adventure in the USA Today bestselling Pages & Co. series, starring Milo, the book smuggler. Perfect for fans of The Secret Library, Inkheart, and Mr. Lemoncello's Library! Milo Bolt is ready to be the hero of his own story. With Uncle Horatio trapped in an enchanted sleep by...

My parents made a deal with the devil, and now I’m a Hell Fae captive. Enslaved. Owned. Thrown to the Hellhounds and expected to survive. Because only survivors earn their mates. It doesn’t matter that I don’t want to be a bride. I’m a Halfling. Part Hell Fae and part girl-who-doesn’t-give-a-shit. But because of a bargain, he owns me. Lucifer. The Hell Fae King who created this godforsaken realm. Also known as the orchestrator of these deadly bride-trial games.