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Unconditional love, does it really exist or is it an urban myth. What does it really mean? Do you love someone because of their flaws? Or in spite of them. And at what point are the conditions more to bear than the love is worth. This is what I’m trying to decipher, this is my story, I’ll let you be the judge.

Ilea survived the eclipse on Erendar, and she didn’t return alone. With the Meadow settling in Hallowfort and her third class finally unlocked, Ilea finds herself looking for new ways to test and improve her powers. After duelling a few locals, delving into the depths of a rotten, forgotten tomb, battle-testing her Sentinel students, and herding a literal bunch of cats, Ilea decides to get back to her roots.

Having awakened a ground-breaking Celestial-rarity skill at the climax of his fight against the Eldritch Avatar, Orodan's problems have suddenly grown bigger. Otherworldly attention. The champions of various worlds come seeking to capture him for their own factions. Worst of all, his tendency to directly tell everyone about the time loops draws dangerous attention. That of those related to it.

Ever hear “I believe in cars” or “I believe in tools”? Probably not. But people routinely say, “I believe in vaccines.” This saying carries a truism because claims about vaccines often require faith. Belief. It is why challenging these claims often results in an emotional, not logical, reaction.

In the quaint streets of South-West London, four female pensioners are about to embark on the heist of a lifetime. United by forty years of friendship, and desperate to raise funds for Beth’s healthcare, the Crones set about a daring plan to steal a priceless brooch from Hawling House. But this is no ordinary theft. It's a mission to right a decades-old wrong – the ‘death’ of their friend Ronnie at the hand of the mansion's enigmatic owner, Edgar Hawling.

Cerastes, Dark Apostle of the Word Bearers, has returned to the world he once called home. Though his host has been crushed by the fearsome Palatine Aesura and her Sororitas of the Order of the Thorn, Cerastes' dark ambition is undaunted. He will have his revenge. He will resurrect the Eightfold Bane. And he will convert the world he despises to the worship of Chaos. Legitur is about to receive the Word, and it will burn with the fires of revolution.

My name is Rosa Capelli. I’m a vampire hunter with a side hustle in snarky comments, and my mission is simple: Protect the innocent from the predators that prowl among them. I kill monsters for a living, and I love my job. At least I did until he walked into my life—tall, dark, handsome…and very, very dead. He should be my sworn enemy. So why do I feel like he’s my soulmate, my lover, and my savior all wrapped up in one sinful package? Luca da Firenze is completely wrong for me. He’s too bossy, too powerful, too…deceased.

As chaos and mass panic spread outside the dungeon in the wake of Faction Wars, Carl and Donut find themselves on the tenth floor, where they’re forced to compete in a surprisingly normal set of tasks. Well, normal for the dungeon. Races. Get from point A to point B, and don’t come in last. After each race, they pick an upgrade for their vehicle and the track gets more challenging. It all seems a little too normal, a little too simple.

Three decades after the mysterious death of her mother, Zoe Crowley returns to Loch Dorcha, the remote village in the Scottish Highlands where her father was born. There, on the shores of the dark, fog-veiled loch, she hopes to finally find answers. But the icy water holds more than memories. A ghostly young boy emerges from the black depths, dripping and pale, beckoning her to follow. Unsure whether her mind is playing tricks or if the place is truly haunted, Zoe descends into her parents’ past.

My job is simple: get close, get the intel, get out. Then Locke Maris walks into my op. He’s cold. Controlled. Heir to a billion-dollar shipping fortune. And so aggressively straight he doesn’t even look at me twice... Until he does. Locke makes me an offer: play his assistant by day, be his secret lover by night, at a house party where the world’s elite will gather to sip champagne, enjoy the Italian sun…and play a dangerous game called Paxis.

My husband doesn't understand why I want to return to work, especially while our daughter is still so young. She's only four weeks old. But I'm at risk of losing my job if I don't. Hiring a nanny seems like the best solution, and Bree Miller is the perfect answer — she's young, bright and immediately adores Delilah. We go for a walk in Central Park on Bree's first day. I'm taking a call when I hear a loud, high-pitched shriek. My heart races in my chest as I turn the corner. A man dressed head-to-toe in black has his fingers wrapped around the handle of Delilah's stroller...

Ajax just made a name for himself on the international stage by winning the under fifty tournament, now he will continue his trip outside the borders of Gryndor as he goes to delve into the Dungeons of Sylvanthal and Deepwood. How will he get along with his former competition? How will the foreign nobles react to his presence? What about his friends all of whom are children of high ranking nobles. Ajax will keep pushing himself to fight in dungeons more than twice his own level in his quest for power.

Is your husband so horrible that you’d ask your best friend to kill him? Penny: I know my husband has cheated on me. But I can’t believe what I just found in the bedside drawer. Are my children safe... ? Lisa: The first time he did it was on our wedding anniversary. He broke down in tears afterwards. That’s the thing about Simon. He’s always sorry... until the next time. Holly: My husband is useless. He just loafs around the house all day and spends my money. But now I think he’s done something far worse.

It’s not easy making the career jump from office-supplies-store middle manager to heroic interdimensional adventurer. At least, Jason tries to be heroic, but it's hard to be good when all your powers are evil. He’ll face off against cannibals, cultists, wizards, monsters...and that’s just on the first day. He’s going to need courage, he’s going to need wit, and he’s going to need some magic powers of his own. But first, he’s going to need pants.

When DI Tess Fox arrives at her first murder scene there are already two big problems. First, the victim was thrown from the balcony of an apartment locked from the inside. Second, Tess knows the victim, and a clue left at the scene means the killer knows that too. Only one person knows about Tess’s link to the victim and has the skills and criminal background to mastermind a locked-room murder. But Tess’s half-sister Sarah is a con-artist, not a killer. And Tess is going to need her expertise if she’s ever going to crack the case.

Minalan the Spellmonger, in his guise as Mirkandar the Magnificent, Doge of Farise, is in a bind: the Duke of Merwyn has sent an armada of seventy ships to conquer his newly-independent realm...and Minalan has never fought a battle at sea. Thankfully, the legendary warmage Durgan Jole has a plan, and with the help of his fellow wizards from Sevendor, Minalan feels confident that Farise can survive the invasion. He doesn't want to kill that many people, but Merwyn has left him little choice.

With a nature as wild as the moors she loves to roam, Catherine Earnshaw grows up alongside Heathcliff, a foundling her father rescued from the streets of Liverpool. Their fierce, untamed bond deepens as they grow – until Mr Earnshaw's death leaves Hindley, Catherine's brutal brother, in control and Heathcliff reduced to servitude. Desperate to protect him, Catherine turns to Edgar Linton, the handsome heir to Thrushcross Grange. She believes his wealth might free Heathcliff from cruelty – but her choice is fatally misunderstood.

I’m Not Mad (Anymore) sheds light on the mental struggles women go through silently, from post-natal depression and anxiety to menopause and all the muck in between.

The gods sent monsters to the five kingdoms to remind mortals they must kneel. I've spent my life kneeling—to their will and to my father's. As a princess, my only duty is to wear the crown and obey the king. I was never meant to rule. Never meant to fight. And I was never supposed to be the daughter who sealed an ancient treaty with her own blood. But that changed the fateful day I stepped into my father's throne room. The day a legendary monster hunter sailed to our shores. The day a prince ruined my life.

Growing stronger has brought its own challenges as Silas is more of a target than ever. Worse, the Earth and its allies become targets too. Decisions have been made and obligations accrued. The threats exist at many levels, but the one that must be dealt with first is one that doesn't seem to have any agenda but raw destruction. Silas must walk his own path and create a new way if he wants a future that diverges from the horrors he has been shown.