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From the top of his flawlessly groomed head to the waxed tips of his fashionable shoes, Lord Andrew Childe was every inch the perfect gentleman. But Andrew's arrogant composure was almost always shattered by the impertinent Penelope Mortimer, an achingly lovely country beauty who had a clear knack for ruffling his lordship's feathers. Her nose for trouble seemed to land Lord Andrew in the most awkward situations - and love itself quickly became the most delicate of them all!

For lovely young Miss Patricia Patterson, life seemed a delightful dream - until the specter of her guardian, Lord Charles Gaunt, cast a shadow over her carefree days of idleness and enchanting evenings of dazzling balls and delicious flirtations. Lord Charles demanded she act the part of a proper and perfectly boring young miss. Even worse, he insisted she devote her waking hours to cultivating her mind rather than captivating her swarm of admirers.

It's a maiden's miracle! Annabelle Quennell, daughter of a poor country parson, gets a chance at a London season to snare a wealthy husband. But before she sets off, Mad Meg the gypsy predicts trouble ahead, and it is nothing but woe that Annabelle finds. Godmother Lady Emmeline sponsors Annabelle's spree - and demands she wed the oafish Captain MacDonald.

Poor little Susie. A beautiful dreamer, she imagined herself happy in a rose-covered cottage, only to find herself mistress of a great damp castle and wife to the elderly Earl of Blackhall. Luck, not the lecherous earl, contrived to spare her, and by her wedding night she was transformed to a wealthy young widow. But her trials had just begun.

David Kelly has almost everything a guy could want. He's young, handsome, and in love with the girl of his dreams. There's only one problem. He's dead....

Sophie has the whole girl-next-door look about her, mixed with a double dose of trouble. And while there's no denying she's hot, the last thing I should be thinking about is how smooth her sun-kissed skin would feel pressed against my body.

Yeah, I'm cocky. I have a reason to be. Women love me and not just because I play for one of the most popular rock bands in the world, but because I know exactly how to make a woman's body sing in ways she never thought possible.

I went searching for trouble and I found it. I just didn’t expect to find it in the form of Cillian Gallagher. The gorgeously tatted lead singer and guitarist of Wild Irish, Cillian is everything I’ve always tried to stay away from. He’s wild and dangerous. And exactly what I need to cross off number four on my bucket list. Kiss a complete stranger. It should have been that simple. But I wasn't prepared for the scorching heat that would ignite a passion, leaving us both gasping for air.

"No matter what," she said, "tomorrow ends with blood." Adrien's master plan has been revealed and the battle lines are drawn. With the ashes of the Boulevard still hanging in the air, Hannah and team must race to prepare their ragtag army before the full might of Arcadia descends upon them. While Karl works to whip his troops into shape, Parker invades the belly of the beast, and Hannah and Ezekiel head on diverging paths to seek help.

Hannah and Ezekiel dig deeper into the corruption of the Noble Quarter, and the sick truth of Adrien’s master plan becomes clear. They need to call upon the diverse group of those loyal to the cause in order to stop the Chancellor’s reign of terror--before any more innocents die by his hand. Meanwhile, Karl and Parker enlist a powerful ally to help them battle against the Prophet’s lies, and Gregory prepares for something far more dangerous than battle--a formal ball at his parent’s house.

Hannah killed those who destroyed her family, but the man who ordered their deaths is still alive - and in power. It's time someone worked to end Adrien's evil rule. But to find justice, Hannah needs to increase her skills. She and Sal head to the Heights for a little one-on-one training with a handsome young mystic while Ezekiel heads north to right a 40-year-old wrong. Meanwhile, Parker is stuck dealing with the mess left behind after Hannah's ass-kicking.

I know his type. Stuck up. Arrogant. The kind of guy who hasn't had to work for a damn thing his entire life. Even his name, Henry Caldwell III, reeks of privilege. And me? Well, let's just say I come with more baggage than a 747 and enough bullshit to fuel it. The problem is I want him. Crave him. It's the kind of pure, all-consuming, panty-soaking lust that can make a girl forget why she swore off men to begin with. He thinks I need saving. But this isn't a Cinderella story, and he's no Prince Charming. At least not mine.

Pirates and kraken, boats and submarines, deadly sirens, mermaids, and the women who face them all. These are our heroes. High seas adventure, fantasy, and magic weave together in this sapphic anthology focusing on the joy of the unbounded oceans.

These stories contain common tropes used within the broader horror genre, as well as some characteristics more specific to the body horror subgenre, including pornography, invasion, contagion, mutation, transformation, disease, mutilation, or other unnatural or violent distortions of the human body.

Just when he'd fobbed off the last brat, another appeared to take her place! Poor Lord Anselm! The dashing bachelor was forever plagued with dying relatives leaving their female children to his care. Indeed, he had squired so many a silly miss from schoolroom to marriage mart that he had sworn off women altogether. The current ward was far and away the worst. Cheeky as only a French girl could be, Yvonne de la Falaise had surely sent her papa to an early grave with her melodramatics and mischief. Thank goodness for her governess, Patricia Cottingham, so calm, so competent.

The Misses Penelope Yarwood, Euphemia Perkins, and Letitia Helmsdale all smugly informed Fiona that the Marquess of Cleveden was at once the most eligible and the most elusive catch in the London marriage mart. Society's most dazzling beauties had failed to win him over yet, and a newcomer like Fiona didn't stand a ghost of a chance of having him look at her twice.

As scandal and intrigue swirl around her, Jessica must discover where the heart finds true happiness. Mannerling, the splendid family estate gambled away by Sir Beverley, remains the passion of his daughters. Beverley himself has died; the eldest daughter, Isabella - having failed in her bid to reclaim the family home - is blissfully wed. The mantle of saviour now falls to the next eldest daughter, Jessica. How fortunate then that the new owner of Mannerling had a marriageable son.

As one of the two remaining unmarried Beverley sisters, Belinda considers herself the last hope for Mannerling, the beloved estate gambled away by their father. Each of her four elder sisters had hoped - even schemed - to marry one of Mannerling's successive owners. But all had chosen true love over their ancestral home. Practical and duty-bound, Belinda will woo and wed Lord St. Clair, current holder of the estate. True, he is a silly fop, hardly what she desires in a husband, but she vows to make the man love her - even at the expense of her own happiness.

London is everything I should stay away from. Sweet, perfect, and my best friend’s girl. She’s also pregnant with his kid. A kid who will never know its dad - because of me. She spends her life fixing things...and I spend mine breaking them. The woman has this whole messed-up theory that she can heal me, but I’m not just damaged, I’m irreparably broken. And my love for her won’t just burn her this time, it could destroy us both.

Rangers take their promises seriously, and when a squad with the 75th Rangers makes a solemn vow to their gravely wounded platoon sergeant, they will move heaven and earth to honor it. When the political structure of the US shifts, the former Rangers will have to go to great lengths to keep their vow.