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God's heart cry is for intimacy, to be fully known and fully accepted simultaneously. Our souls cry out for that state of life; we long for it. How can we attain such a relationship with God? Where do we falsely define God? What are some of our beliefs holding us back? This series goal is to help identify truths that will set you free for an intimacy with God.

Scotland, 2022. Celebrating with friends, pediatrician Jennifer Foster is more than a little tipsy when their boat breaks down near Achleith Island. Put ashore while they wait for the coastguard, Jenny discovers a rock with strange markings. Thinking it’s all a game, she high-fives the carved handprint and hurtles through time to the Middle Ages.

Yakov Gagarin was Bratva royalty. A ruthless tactician. A man built to destroy. Until the day it all went wrong—and the syndicate locked him in a cage. Dr. Mila Agapova is the one assigned to fix him. But Yakov doesn’t want fixing. He wants her. Sharp-tongued, unshakable, utterly off-limits—She’s everything he shouldn’t touch. But obsession doesn’t care about boundaries. And Yakov has never been a man who plays by the rules.

A sensual, powerful, and thought-provoking Tarzan retelling. Eden Matthews stumbled upon the discovery of a lifetime while photographing wildlife deep in the heart of Africa.... A gorgeous god of a man living in the wilds of the African jungle among a family of gorillas.... When he saves her life, she’s compelled to uncover the man’s tragic past and the fate that led him to grow up in the wild. But Eden soon learns she can take man from the wild, but she can’t take the wild out of the man.... When her savage savior soon shows her just what he wants of her....

Haunted by a dark secret, Dorian, the Duke of Rath, is consumed by wrath and guilt. The powerful lord will endure any torture to atone for his sins, even marry a perfect stranger—his victim’s little sister—to save her family from ruin.

The first time a woman stepped out of a painting, I thought I was seeing things. The second time, I thought I was going mad. The night she emerged from a Renoir, I felt something else entirely -- a deep stirring of desire, and the wish to get to know the brilliant beauty who's been trapped inside a painted garden for years. She can only come out at night in the Musée d'Orsay, where I work. There, after hours, we wander through galleries, with the Van Goghs, the Monets, and the Toulouse Lautrecs the only witnesses to our midnight kisses and, soon, our trysts.

They always called me crazy. Sociopath. A monster without a conscience. I always thought they were right. I've never backed down from anything, and the only thing that has ever soothed the monster in my chest was killing. Then, she walked into my life. The woman who seduced me, so she could sell my secrets to my enemy. I should have killed her, but when I looked into her eyes, I knew she was the only one who could save me from myself.

I had a plan: Sign a contract, and board a plane to Ibiza. The anonymous deal would salvage the smoldering wreckage of my life. It would not involve billionaire Harrison King, the reason I need saving in the first place. He’s as beautiful as he is cruel. A British business titan who makes a living getting what he wants. The man flies private. Dates supermodels. But the crisp accent and cocky smirk don’t fool me. He’s a gentleman on the outside, a savage beneath. Dangerous, rough, and brutal.

Westin St. James was the one and only person I trusted in this world. Then, he left me. And not just left. I’m talking vanished off of the face of the Earth kind of left. But four years later, he walks into the front door of my evil father’s house like nothing ever happened.

Eventually, all wallflowers will have their chance at love...this is where it begins. Lottie Hughes likes people, as long as they aren't too close. Does it bother her that no one asks her to dance? Yes, but she's not sure how to drum up dance partners when she has almost no dowry and no title, and freezes up when anyone tries to talk to her. Ellen might be beautiful and considered a diamond of the first water by Society, but she is so very tired of the pressure to marry a titled gentleman. Charlotte Winters is destined to spinsterhood until she turns down an unwanted proposal.

Sprightly Victorian spinster Vanessa Latimer is stranded for the holidays in the Scottish Highlands by a relentless winter blizzard. She takes refuge at a centuries-old inn where the only available room is haunted by the ghost of a warrior who fell at Culloden Moor. One who refuses to give up his side of the bed.

While chaperoning a high school trip to the Scottish Highlands, Amy MacDougall descends into Inverlochy Castle dungeon. Deep in the crumbling ruins, she touches a magical rock and travels through time to 1307. Infiltrating the castle, Highlander Craig Cambel imprisons Amy. A MacDougall, she’s his clan’s sworn enemy. But when he’s forced to marry the fierce beauty, he surrenders to desire. Amy needs to return to the 21st century, but her feelings for Craig are growing stronger every day. Will the pull of centuries divide them, or can destiny bind them across the ages?

Friendship. Love. Two things Ainsley had found for the first time in her life, only to lose them in the blink of an eye. Betrayed and heartbroken, she must work to overcome the pain of her past. Now trapped in a new kingdom ruled by a king who wants far more from her than he’s leading on, she will have to find the strength to persevere. But as Ainsley becomes more sure of herself and her magical abilities, a force threatens to take away all she’s gained.

With everyone she’s ever loved dead, Effie’s fate is no longer one of her choosing. Overnight, she becomes the newest initiate of the Keepers of Prophecy, a secret order that Sees what the future holds. War looms for the land of Elysia, unless Effie can prevent it by harnessing her visions and interpreting their meaning. Yet as what she Sees becomes far more dark and sinister, she finds herself no closer to deciphering it. Forced to rely on her tutor and Guardian, her inner turmoil deepens when feelings within herself—those she thought died with the man she loved—resurface.

Lord Richard Seaton will do anything to find his missing brother—even confront criminal lord Thorne Blackmore. Thorne’s price for information? Something Richard’s wounded heart vowed never to pay: marriage. And not to one of the stunning debutantes chasing him but to Thorne’s bluestocking sister, Jane.

From the authors of The Unhoneymooners and Love and Other Words, the third book in the sexy, fun New York Times bestselling Wild Seasons series that began with Sweet Filthy Boy delivers an irresistible friends to lovers romance full of heart and heat. Lola and Oliver like to congratulate...

Weston bloody Kincaid. The billionaire who wore £7,000 suits like he was doing them a favor. When he wasn't filling out his doctor's scrubs like they were tailor-made for him. Exactly the kind of man who needed to be taken down a notch. Definitely not the kind with whom you want to spend any extended period of time. Absolutely not stuck with him in a remote cabin during the holiday season. Totally completely not snowed in together over Christmas.... Help!

A paintball battleground. A wrestling mat for sleep-deprived new daddies. A feminine product aisle in the local drugstore. These are some of the places where men connect...at least in The Bromantic Comedies. A compilation of humorous and heartfelt plays exploring what it means to be "masculine" in a world where men are supposed to be tough.

I’m the guy that smiles as I plan your downfall, laughs as you cry in pain, tells a joke as I read you your last rites, and howls as I send you to the hell you deserve. I’m the good guy, wrapped up in a warped, depraved package of sin, a savior destined for the depths of hell. My life is perfect. My friends are psychotic. Everything is how I like it: uncomplicated chaos—until her. She thought she could destroy me, ruin me in the worst way. The thing is, I love a challenge, and the only one getting destroyed in this twisted little game is her…in the best way.

Kaya Reynolds is a distraction, a rage-inducing pain in the butt, and an absolute magnet for trouble. But when you're a Rogues agent, you don't get to pick your assignments. Unfortunately, you don't get to decline them either. And that's how I ended up fake engaged to the most infuriating woman I've ever met. The Rogues Division is a top-secret, highly-classified, "I'd tell you but I'd have to kill you" kind of organization. The kind of organization the government pretends not to love having at its disposal.