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He was supposed to die. But now I have him where I want him, I can’t help but taste him a little. All of them. They've gotten under my skin. These Sacred Heart boys.

Woke Jesus uncovers the real dangers to Christianity and America from the Christian Left, Progressive or Woke Christianity. These radical alternatives abandon traditional biblical interpretations regarding marriage, gender, racial equality, justice, original sin, heaven and hell, and salvation, replacing them within a new fabricated morality. This fabrication is built around political correctness, cancel culture, hedonistic values, obsession with public health, allegiance to the leftist state, universalism, and virtue signaling.

Charlotte has spent her 20s adrift, searching for a spark to jump-start her life and give her a sense of purpose. She’s had as many jobs as she’s had bad relationships, and now she’s feeling especially lost in her less-than-glamorous gig at a pie-and-fry joint in Los Angeles, where the uniforms are bad and the tips are even worse. Then she collides - literally - with Adam, an intriguing, handsome, and mysterious painter.

Dear Mr. Gallagher, I do not need this job. In fact, I will remind you that I'm doing you a favor. I am working for you only because I don't want you to inflict your grumpiness on my friends any longer. I am a strong, confident woman and know how to put men like you in their place. I won't succumb to your flirtations or your attempts to try and shock me. I am not impressed by your six-pack or your six-figure bank account. I suggest you realize that I am out of your league in so many ways, it's not even funny.

Santa had it right with his naughty and nice lists. Me? I was firmly Team Nice. Need help throwing together a holiday wedding in four days, big brother? No problem. Need me to share my bed with your super-hot best friend? If I must. Want to be sure I won't accidentally fall in love with said super hot best friend—Brooks Claus? Can't promise that. He may have moved away from our small town years ago, but there's something about being near him again that brings back memories of that innocent crush I never quite got over.

Lust fuels the worst evil. Love is overrated. Killing for retribution is everything I’ve ever wanted... They’re all going to die. Those who have sinned will know it. Sorrow. I’ll carve it in their bloody hearts if I have to. I can’t help it. This is who I am.

In my past, she was my wife until death did us part. In my present, I don't believe in ghosts. But eyes that have haunted me before, now full of secrets, have me questioning fate. In my future, I'll do whatever it takes to prove to her she's mine. Even if she belongs to another.

Blood hides carnal desires. Power is overrated. Killing for Family is tainted with nothing but love... My emotions are supposed to be dead. I was never meant to feel this. Pain. Anger. Rage. Feelings erode me from the inside. They make me weak. They make him more powerful. But I can't lose.

Death isn’t the end. Surrender is overrated. Killing for love is the only cure… I fear nothing, no one. Not even the boys who loved me that I lost. Dead. Buried. Gone. One by one. I am alone. I need to be stronger. I have to evolve If I’m to survive. If I’m going to save us all. Jude is my rock. Lorcan is my faith. Dante is my blade. Dino was the light to my darkness. And me… I’m the monster who comes in the night. I’m the bitch back from hell to make you weep. My father will know it when I slice him and every last one of his sinners into pretty ribbons for what they did to me… To my family.

Ninella ha cinquant'anni e un grande amore, don Mimì, con cui non si è potuta sposare. Ma sua figlia si fidanza proprio con il figlio dell'uomo che ha sempre sognato e il matrimonio si trasforma in un evento per Polignano a Mare. Gli occhi dei 287 invitati, però, non saranno puntati sugli sposi, ma sui loro genitori. È un attimo, e la situazione può precipitare nel caos...

He kidnapped me for vengeance against my husband. The husband I’ve never loved. The cruel man my father forced me to marry to teach me a lesson.

What was supposed to be the typical “girls night out” with a couple of drinks, and a fun catch-up with her best friend, turns into something completely different for married, but lonely, Eloise Fitzpatrick. She wasn’t expecting to get stood up by her bestie, or to have a tall, dark and dangerous stranger hit on her and steal a kiss under the street lamp. Her unexpected night causes an eruption of conflicting emotions inside of her, including the crushing sense of betrayal to her husband. For the first time in years, Eloise finds herself feeling sexy, desired, wanted…

I am respected in Leafshire Cove because I perform magic exactly the way it should be performed—with a witch's intuition. My spells are precise, and they're either wonderfully practical or completely fun. Regardless, my magic is true magic. On market days, my cart always has the longest line. That is, until he arrives. An arrogant, foolish minotaur with a ridiculously posh accent sets up shop right beside me. And even though his magic is only a mishmash of tacky illusions and over-the-top displays, townsfolk flock to him. Infuriating.

NYC, 2013. During late night trips on the A train, we get snapshots of Tyrone's life - his close relationship with his mother, his attempts to flirt with a coworker, Niesha, his job as a bouncer, and his dreams of going back to school. As new traumas accumulate, Tyrone's world becomes as claustrophobic as the subway car, with as few opportunities to exit or change course.

I'm a computer nerd who can't keep a girlfriend, but now I've got the best job ever as assistant manager at Au Naturel Naturist Resort. As a naturist - aka nudist - I'm right at home here. Until Mara Severins shows up. She's wicked hot, but the girl thinks "naturist" means birdwatching, and when she catches her first glimpse of all the naked guests here, she freaks out. What else can I do? My job, that's what. I take care of the guests, which means I have to babysit Mara. It would help if I didn't develop an, um, embarrassing condition every time I see her.

Jesse Lucas has never been very good at anything. Except failing. When it comes to that he is second to none. Since failure is something we all must deal with, it makes sense to learn how to fail successfully. Harnessing his over three decades of experience in failure, Jesse pulls lessons to be learned from three unique areas. His personal life, famous stories, and old world biblical truths. Join him to learn how to be the best, at the thing we all do.

Il piccolo Luigi è nato in Calabria, terzo figlio di una famiglia di poverissimi pescatori. La pancia spesso vuota, ma il cuore pieno di amore per i fratelli e i genitori, Gigino ha sempre saputo di essere il terzo dito della mano, quello più lungo, che deve sostenere tutti gli altri. Per questo a soli sedici anni lascia l'Italia per lavorare. Non è un'esistenza facile quella dell'emigrato, ma un giorno Gigino incontra una donna che riconosce in lui grandi potenzialità, una donna che cambierà la sua vita per sempre e che farà di lui il suo assistente di laboratorio.

When Black tries to force a ring onto my finger, I bolt. I escape the pack leader's clutches with Jonah, my best friend with benefits… who has become so much more. But then my body betrays me. My stupid wolf-shifter hormones send me spiraling into my first heat only hours after I flee. Desire blazes through my veins until it's so wild and fierce that it takes over my reality. It makes me hallucinate while I'm with Jonah and wish for things I don't want.

Plain-Jane computer programmer Khloe Richardson needs a date - one to make the prince of her dreams jealous. Maybe then he'll finally see her as a desirable swan and not the ugly duckling in the second office from the left. But when she bids on a bachelor at a charity auction, the man she wins is millionaire Niall Hunter - who once made intense, passionate love to her and then left without a word. She's determined not to let her guard down again - among other things - around the infamous Irish lothario.

I bargained with Lucifer. My end of this deal with the devil? Sneaking food into the prisoner's cell. Raphael, powerful Lord of Court of Sunder, is no less magnificent even in defeat, with burning violet eyes that track my every move. I shouldn't even be around him, for my dreams feel disturbingly like memories of forbidden things I'd done in a life I never lived. If he finds out about my terrors, he'll know Lucifer can Mark me, and use me to his bidding.