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Wolf shifter and fashion designer Zane Bellamy has a secret: he's "face-blind," unable to recognize people easily no matter how often he's seen them. Victoria Hawthorne has a secret, too, but if she's learned anything from teaching first graders, it's that the best way to keep a secret is to not tell anybody. She and Zane have that in common . . . but absolutely nothing else. Haute couture collides with ordinary life when Vicki wins a dress design by Zane himself.

Chef Charlee has spent a lifetime trying to outrun her difficult past. A head chef job in a small town might be the start of something new—but she never expected the boss to be more sizzling hot than anything she's ever cooked! But keeping her mind on the job is the only choice. If only she would stop imagining the kitchen counter as a great place for a steamy rendezvous . . . (No! You prepare food on that! Stop thinking that way! But he's so handsome . . . !)

Liv, an intense and reticent theologian, moves to a bitterly cold fishing village to take up a post as the church's new pastor following the death of her friend, Kristiane. In the upper rooms of a large house overlooking the fjord, Liv plans her sermons and studies the violent interplay of Norway's Christian colonial past.

Things have gotten a little complicated. Asmodeus and I thought we could win the game, but we were wrong. It's only just beginning. Determined to keep us apart, Lucifer drags me into a world of flames. There's only one way out. I have to sign a demon contract. Again. But the terms of the deal are far worse than I could have ever imagined. Lucifer offers the unthinkable. He'll end the brutal game for souls and spare the world from eternal torment. On one condition. I must rip out Az's heart.

They don't call me Belinda Boring for nothing. It's my name, after all. And for a 23-year-old with plain brown hair who still lives at home and gets tongue tied over nothing, it's a fitting one. I'm not even one of those quiet girls with a hidden talent, unless making a mean order of nachos at the NHL arena I work at counts. My life consists of working, reading, and harboring a secret crush on a hockey player who doesn't know I exist. At least, until we accidentally meet and become unlikely friends.

Twenty four years ago, Olive and Stacia went into the woods. Only Olive returned, with no memory of what happened. Now, Olive's father has vanished, leaving behind research which indicates that he has found out what lives in the woods.

Finally, freedom! Freedom to live my life the way I want. No parents. No security guard. Nobody to tell me what to do and when to do it. Well, almost nobody. My overprotective brother is still around to rain on my parade. But I can handle him. After making the move from New York City to Los Angeles, I'm determined to succeed at making a name for myself - without using the wealth and connections of my family. And nothing is getting in my way...except maybe the most infuriating and sexiest man I've ever met.

The moment I set eyes on Gabbi Sterling, I know she's mine. Unfortunately, she doesn't agree. Her brother owns my team. Her best friend told a little white lie. And my girl is giving me nine kinds of hell. Right up until we get lost in the woods together. Now, it's up to me to get her out safely. There's just one problem. I have a concussion and no clue where we are.

I’ve lived my life by a strict set of rules—rules that have kept me alive, rules that have kept the nightmares of my past at bay. But the moment I met her, I crossed all of them out with a giant X and scrawled the words Protect Rainbow Williams next to them in murderous block letters. That’s all I cared about. Keeping her safe. Keeping her—period.

I've always hated Cal. We fight constantly. Just the sight of him gets my blood boiling. Problem is, I'm best friends with his sister so it's hard to avoid him. And now we're going to the same college. He's also giving me swimming lessons, but I have no idea why. I swear he's only doing it so he can drown me.

A rich girl trying to save the world. A hood rat living by a moral code of his own creation. Georgia knew the south side was going to be rough, but she never dreamed she'd come up against anyone quite like Tripp. When Tripp's kid brother gets caught up with a local street gang, the two of them have no choice but to set aside their differences and work together.

I'm done. Getting ditched at the altar is nothing compared to being humiliated there in front of three hundred shocked guests. Apparently I'm no good at spotting the signs your man's a cheating liar. So I set off solo on my honeymoon to Hawaii, where I realize I've got this life thing down just fine on my own. Friendships and laughter? Yes. Adventures? Absolutely. But relationships? Hell no. Never again.

I knew my fate the moment I surrendered. I’d seen the public executions on TV. No jury. No bail. Just a hole in the ground and a bullet between the eyes, broadcast live in high-definition. There are worse ways to die, I told myself. I was doing the right thing, exchanging my life for Rain’s. Survival wasn’t everything.

On a solo ski vacation in Canyon Mines, Colorado, Tucker has a love-hate relationship with his wealth, spending indiscriminately while skiing fearlessly and preparing to conquer the overgrown slope of Hidden Run, a dangerous run not attempted in decades. As genealogist Jillian tries to uncover enough of Tucker's family tree to understand his charming nature but reckless resolve, Jillian's equally charming father, Nolan, cajoles Tucker into giving him ski lessons to get him talking about the suspicious circumstances surrounding his grandfather's life in St. Louis in the 1930s.

I've moved on with my life. I've started over in a new city, with a promising career ahead of me. I have the independence I've always wanted. Needed. I've even started dating again. Kind of. Sort of. The point is, I'm happy. Then why is it that when Rhett unexpectedly shows back up in my life, years later, does just the sight of him leave me breathless? I have no idea why he's here, especially now. But I'll be damned if I let him back into my heart.

Carter Kane ruins me. In one blink, he damages my body, destroys my career, and shatters my life. In the weeks that follow, he takes my heart, claims my soul, and saves me. Drawn to his seafoam green eyes and devilish smirk, Carter's charming in a way that the men in my world aren't. He challenges me to want more, replaces my brokenness with confidence, and forces me to believe in myself again.

Celebrated throughout the world for her candor and sensitivity to the rhythms of language, Hanne Ørstavik is a leading light on the international stage. Ørstavik's prose adheres so closely to the inner workings of its narrator's mind as to nearly undo itself. In Martin Aitken's translation, Ørstavik's piercing story sings. Ti Amo brings a new, deeply personal approach, as the novel is based in Ørstavik's own experience of losing her husband to cancer. By facing loss directly, she includes listeners in an experience that many face in isolation.

At twenty-one, I had been prepared to give up my dream of touring with a rock band to become a father after getting my ex-girlfriend pregnant. But when she told me she'd gotten an abortion, I was devastated. Now five years later, I bump into her little sister, who I haven't seen since high school, while she's grocery shopping with four-year-old Logan. Sparks flare between Callie and me that didn't exist before. But soon I grow suspicious when I realize her deaf "son" is the same age as my own child would have been.

Two pink lines = game changer. Because I got knocked up by Denver Kane. My best friend's older brother. An ex-con. He's supposed to be off-limits. But I've been hot for Denver since before he even realized I existed. And it's more than his bad boy persona. Sure, he's a sexy, hulking alpha male with a man-bun and the darkest eyes I've ever seen. But he's also captivating, genuine, and doesn't care what anyone thinks.

Sharp suit, fabled smile, and a sexy shyness guaranteed to equal one incredible lay. Translation: Levi Fairfield is impossible not to want. He's also damaged goods. Not that I care; I don't do relationships. I do casual. And going after men whose hearts are too shattered to function is the easiest way to get it. One night. That's always enough for me. Then a few things happen that I didn't count on. I can think of 100 ways to describe Mara, from the moment we meet. When she shows up on my doorstep with nothing to her name, I can't turn her away....The truth is, she needs me.