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She’s in the wrong place at the right time...Gunshots echo, reverberating through me, allowing me to feel something...anything other than the pain that consumes me. That should be a warning to stay away, but for some reason, she comes closer. Intruding on my silence. Sharing my darkness. Close enough for me to see the look in her eyes. It’s not fear, but desire that darkens her eyes in the moonlight. She should run. Run far away from me, but she never does. She comes close enough to touch, tempting the devil inside that wants to cause devastation for the loss I’ve suffered.

Brendan Behan is widely remembered as a hard-drinking, wise-cracking writer who turned up roaring drunk for interviews and cared little for authority. But he was more than just a hell-raising celebrity. His wit, expressive use of language and understanding of human nature made his writing famous around the world, and his masterpieces The Quare Fellow, Borstal Boy and The Hostage rank among the greatest works of 20th century Irish literature. Dramatisations of all three appear here, alongside a short interview with Behan himself and a fascinating biographical programme celebrating his genius.

What do you get when you mix the newest luxury resort in small-town America with greed, rival billionaire families, and murder? The five-star unraveling of my life. Devon Donnelly is a former British secret agent with ties to clandestine organizations. He’s also the proud new owner of The Manor at Winslet, and the host of my wedding from hell. It may be a wedding, but there will be no marriage. It all started six weeks ago when my world turned on a dime. Or, since I’m a Madison, it turned on a cool billion.

They told him there's no stopping what's coming. They told him there's no cure for the madness. But Lucian isn't about to be told what he can't have. Not when it comes to saving her.

The end is coming. Through grisly visions Effie has Seen it, and it’s far more horrific than any prophecy foretold. Reeling from the discovery, Effie has no choice but to embrace her destiny if she hopes to stop the shadowed threat from claiming its next victim. While allies rally behind her, others plot and scheme to usher in the end of days. But nothing could prepare them for the malicious darkness coiling all around...with a venomous wrath intent on destroying them all.

Queen of Whispers and Mist is the second book in a brand-new trilogy set in the Chosen Universe. Fans of Sarah J. Maas and Jennifer L. Armentrout will adore this sizzling and addictive high fantasy romance.

Varinn can't hide his jealousy or his bitter, broken rage—but he refuses to leave Kitty behind. Soon, she's under his stern supervision and on her way to Orc Mountain. Back to the orc who so cruelly spurned her. The orc who's been losing his own battles and still longs for Varinn's firm handling… and his heart.

Watching her walk away for a second time...nearly destroyed me. But it was nothing less than I deserved for the things I put her through. I should have let her go. I’d already caused Emmie enough pain to last a lifetime. But I’m a masochist. Her pain is my pain. And she’s mine. Whether she likes it or not. And the sooner she understands that she belongs by my side, the better. Nothing she can do will convince me that we’re not made for one another. We might be toxic. Combustible. A match made in hell. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. And together. We will reign.

Whoever said to keep your friends close and your enemies closer…was right. Being around her is the worst kind of torture. Emmie is an obligation I can’t avoid…an oath I can’t break. And, having her in my life is the last thing I want or need. But, thanks to my father, I have no choice. This family - this life, is my future, and I’m sure as hell not going to let some spitfire from the wrong side of town get under my skin and in my way.

In a land of subzero temperatures and snow-covered vistas, survival is a challenge. But for the Araktak — an isolated and mysterious Inuit people — this harsh tundra is their heritage. Until now. A large mining company has purchased the land, and the sacred Araktak burial site with it. But more than diamond deposits await them under the dark, icy Earth....

The empire is crumbling. She didn’t believe me. Even now, she doesn’t want to. But as sirens ring out in the distance and she stares into my eyes - there is no denying it. No denying her. Or the truth. The threat is closer than we've ever imagined, and uncovering that truth is deadlier than the lies she grew up believing. We’re at our breaking point, but I’m not going down without a fight. And I’m sure as hell not going to lose her. Not after everything we’ve endured.

No law but pleasure. No limit but acquiescence. No rule but secrecy. Welcome to the world of Far Hope, where wicked deeds rule the night and dangerous lovers wait in the shadows.

She was my salvation—until she became my destruction. Once, I would have bled for her. Now, I burn for revenge. She and her father didn’t just betray me. They destroyed me. Left me broken, bleeding, crawling my way out of hell. And now, years later, she’s back—wrapped up in a satin bow with a convenient case of amnesia? Nice try, princess. But I don’t believe in fairy tales. I bought her at an auction. Now I own her for a week. Seven days to make her remember exactly who she was to me. Seven nights to make her pay for every lie.

The night we met, she left behind a lot more than just her shoes on my bedroom floor. She left an impression. A lasting memory burned into my brain. It teases me… tortures me. Months have passed since that night. I’ve tried a million and one ways to get her out of my head. But she’s always there. Haunting me. Stealing my sinful thoughts. Fuelling my darkest desires. I warned her to stay away. But I didn’t mean it— not really. Before I can make her mine, I’ll have to find her. With nothing more than her red heels, it’s impossible.

In a world of orcs and men, Eben of Clan Ka-esh is shy, awkward, and desperately lonely. No one notices the sickroom's quietest scholar, not even when he's saving lives or offering up decadent pleasures in Orc Mountain's darkest depths. Until Tryggr, of Clan Skai. A tall, shameless, laughing orc warrior who can have anyone he wants... And Tryggr keeps looking at Eben. Seeing Eben. But Skai are risky, reckless, dangerous—and all his life, Eben's been taught to run from them. To hide safe and quiet and alone. Or else he'll be forever crushed and conquered beneath a deadly Skai's claws and teeth…

The moment I discovered the dark truth, it descended on my life and threatened to swallow me whole. It tore at my soul, piece by piece. But I refused to go down alone. My need for vengeance pours out like a gaping wound…directed at the man I thought was my father. The one who trained me to become the monster I am. Until he’s paid the price, I’ll never truly be free. And I’ve found the perfect target. Someone he thought he could keep safe. Tucked away from the depraved world I barely survived. But I’ve found her. The innocent pawn in my twisted game.

I’m engaged to a woman who should be perfect for me. She’s smart, intelligent, and from a family that can bring huge expansion to my syndicate. There’s only one problem; it’s just a business arrangement. My fiancée loves another man, and I am falling head over heels for a woman who’s too young for me. I’ve got to shut it down before I’m in too deep and wreck the life I’ve been building up around me. But when she pursues me, desire pulls me toward her.

For years I’ve been content with meaningless one-night stands and zero promises for tomorrow. I had a good thing going, until he crashed his way into my life...and heart, and wrecked them both. Nico Cirillo.

Olivia Beckworth knows what it’s like to live in a man’s world. She is the twin sister of an All Hallows’ Heir, after all. Wicked. Arrogant. Entitled. They stalk the halls of All Hallows’ like gods. She hates everything they stand for, everything they represent. But she hates none more than Reese Whitfield-Brown. Her brother’s ex-best friend and the Heir that up and left them without so much as a word.

Bobby and Tilly’s relationship has dealt with enough hardship. From Bobby’s crutch with drugs, to ease the pain of time, as he thought Tilly’s heart ceased to beat forever. To Tilly’s over-bearing parents moving into town, relentlessly manipulating her to move back home and forget about The Afton Adders. Their relationship was already tested by her near-death experience; will it fortify against the storms that arise? Or will it wither and die?