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Stuck in between the interstate and the Appalachians, one might think the panhandle of West Virginia would be the furthest thing from an accepting environment for a woman with strong ideas. Though they come from different walks of life, they each have something that keeps them here in the mountains. And once they find it, they may just lose any reason to leave.

I'm done being someone's second best. And I have the scars from my first marriage to prove it. Now that I'm stuck with a dragon shifter, it's going to take more than muscles as hard as a good D to convince me that they're serious. Of course, if it wasn't for my big mouth I wouldn't be in this situation to begin with. I was there when the ceasefire terms were presented by the dragons. They demanded eight women a year as tribute. My ex-husband, 'The General,' argued that we should never surrender. I said he was an idiot, and that we were losing.

It started with a girls’ trip. It ended with me in the arms of a monster. You’d think someone who’s been swimming in Lake Superior for over a decade would be safe going skinny dipping, right? Well, turns out, I can go a little overboard when I’m angry. And after my best friend and I get into a fight, I turn to the lake to let off some steam. I swam too far. Ended up stranded on a deserted island. And who should find me catching my breath on the beach but a hunky Viking warrior named Erik?

Driven by money and hatred, Jessara is the greatest of the King’s royal assassins. An autistic elf born in the forests of Anwood, Jessara was trained from childhood to become the perfect weapon against the Compact of the elves. When it comes to a special capture or kill contract, she’s the obvious choice when the King needs a delicate touch.

Empaths are gifted in the ability to tune into others’ emotions. As such, Empaths tend to be more vulnerable to being involved in hurtful relationships because of their natural bend to cater to others selflessly. In this two-part bundle including The Empowered Empath and Narcissist, author Judy Dyer will help you safeguard your life to avoid unhealthy relationships with Narcissists during your journey of finding your purpose.

Natalie Roche has made it. She has her life, her independence, and her rock-and-roll dream job: a talent manager in LA, at the world’s largest music management firm. But when Natalie’s grandmother dies and leaves her the family house in Appalachian Maryland, she has no choice but to trek her way back east and confront the past she’s worked so hard to escape. But luckily for her, family drama isn’t the only thing she finds in the mountains.

Falling flat on my back in a sweaty locker room isn't how I planned to introduce myself to my grandpa's hockey team. Especially when I'm there to turn the business around financially—something nobody else in the stadium seems to want. That's how I first meet Eli Salinger, the team's aggravatingly smooth player-turned-coach. From the moment I introduce myself to him, he makes it clear he doesn't want me there. It doesn't take a genius to work out why. Eli's only interested in one thing—turning the team into a winning side, no matter what it takes.

She’s got the house, she’s got the girl…but Natalie is putting it all on the line to reunite her family for Christmas Dinner. Between the renovations and the menu, she’s up to her ears in preparations. Then a festive fight with an animatronic Santa puts her on the bench, and it’s up to her girlfriend Bonnie to save the day. But Bonnie’s already got her hands full managing Natalie’s expectations. Now she’s expected to prepare a feast of fancy recipes and deep fry a turkey to save Christmas?

Bound by poverty, I’m but an offering to the gods worshipped by the Frehja. Left astray at the hands of my greed-filled father, I’m a sacrificial pawn to the Ghryadiel, leaving me with one choice: death. A fickle hope lies in my desperate desire to rebel against fate. I don’t run from my demise like the gods expect—I embrace it. Four Ghryadiel Dragons band together to kidnap me from the brink of plunging catastrophe. An act of rebellion against their forefathers. Little do I know, our psychotic tendencies are what bond us as my act of defiance lays the mark of sin upon my clammy flesh.

Holden Salinger is a pediatric oncologist, and for the last two years, I've been cleaning his swanky New York apartment. I know every intimate detail about him, from his overly large shoe size to his toothpaste tube rolling obsession. But he doesn't even know I exist. The man couldn't pick me out in a police lineup.

With vengeance burning like fire in my blood, I convinced myself it didn’t matter who I hurt, as long as I made the Black Roses pay for my dad’s death. But my father is alive. And now Gavin wants me dead. Trust is in short supply. A target has been painted on my back. My heart is a tangled mess. But I've never been one to roll over and give up, no matter how bleak things look.

I can still hear the gunshot. Still see the blank look on Sloan’s face as he pulled the trigger. Those images beat against the inside of my skull, drowning out everything else. I can’t let my dad’s death be for nothing. No matter what it takes, I’ll make my keepers pay. The man who took everything from me. The man who shared his secret with me. The man who made me think he cared about me.

All it took to blow my world apart was a single word. A name. Sabrina. Like a patchwork reforming in my mind, snapshots of my past are starting to filter back. And with every piece I remember, fury grows inside me like a hurricane. The man who captured me wants to bury the past, and me along with it. But I’m not afraid of him. I won’t let him hide his secrets in the dark.

Wren Xavier prizes loyalty above all else. So when someone murders her only friend in the world, the magical superspy swears she’ll bring the killer to justice. But her only lead is the megalomaniacal ambassador from the enchanted land of elves – who couldn’t possibly have committed the crime. Pursuing her quarry to his home country, the thirty-nine-year-old covert operative finds herself in over her head in a culture she doesn’t understand.

Kodi Gander can't stop wondering what might have been. Losing a softball scholarship to an ACL tear, the now twenty-four-year-old makes do with working for a grump of a doctor and plotting to win the local cornhole league. But when she seeks the services of the town's dreamy new chiropractor, she's shocked when his healing hands send unexpected thrills up and down her body.

Shawn Cobb assumed adulthood would be easy: Work hard, play hard, find a nice Christian girl and settle down. How tough could it be? Even his little sister can do it. But now his job is at standstill, his crush has a girlfriend, and he's stuck fixing up a broken-down 1954 Chevy Bel Air with his grandpa. That is, until a buxom bartender needs his help with a sticky situation.

Twenty years ago, I stole something that could win the war between Heaven and Hell. Don't get me wrong, I'm no do-gooder. I wanted to rule everything with the King of Hell. However, I have serious qualms with killing eight billion people in order to get what I want. He didn't. Irreconcilable differences, right? So, I did what any witch would do. I faked my death and hid out in the Seattle suburbs, living as a mundane. Stay at home moms are practically invisible here!

Featuring new interviews with his accusers and overlooked evidence of his deceptions, a deeply reported account of the life and confirmation of Brett Kavanaugh, set against the conservative movement's capture of the courts. In DISSENT, award-winning investigative journalist Jackie Calmes brings...

You’ve seen the rivalries. You’ve witnessed the blood, sweat, and tears. You’ve celebrated the champions. But what does it really take to win MTV’s The Challenge? And what happens after the cameras stop rolling? Since 1998, MTV’s The Challenge has tested competitors’ physical, mental...

I was supposed to end the Irish devil who's haunted my family's empire. Not crave his touch. Not beg for more when he pins me down and demands my surrender. One clean strike was all I needed. Instead, I'm trapped against his bedroom wall at midnight, my assassin's mask torn away, his hungry green eyes drinking in every inch of me. "I'll let you live," he whispers, his breath hot against my throat. "But every time you fail to kill me, you'll spend the night doing exactly what I say." I should have driven my blade into his black heart. Instead, I made a deal with the devil himself.