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The perfect girls' weekend turns deadly in this twisty unforgettable thriller that is perfect for fans of Shari Lapena and Riley Sager. A girls' weekend to die for. New friends Sam, Margaret and Diana are thrilled to be getting out of the city for a girls’ weekend—they’ve bonded over their...

INSTANT USA TODAY BESTSELLER! When two witches with a tangled history are forced to team up, it spells disaster in this steamy rom-com from USA Today bestselling author Avery Flynn. It’s the curse of every family’s heir to be the responsible one. My family being the most powerful family in...

I’ve always been a good girl. But the second I walk into the hotel bar, I see temptation. The man sitting there is delicious. Once our eyes meet, I know I’m not walking away unscathed. I’ve heard about men like Jenner Dalton - richer than God and hotter than sin. He’s got heartbreak written all over him. But it only takes fifteen minutes before we’re headed up to his room. I’ve never done anything like this before, but something tells me he’s worth it. Every swipe of his tongue feels electric, every kiss sets me on fire, and his experience has me begging for more.

As I tried to move forward and build a new life under a different identity, I never expected to encounter people I could trust, let alone form connections with four guys who were determined to restore my smile. While finding my way back to myself, I'm discovering that I don't always have to hide. However, when it finally seems like I have a future, my past comes knocking on my door.

Oldest story in the book: boy meets girl, boy falls for girl, boy screws up massively, girl tells boy to suffocate in the fruits of his very own unborn children. Heard it before? I'm sure you have. So what's so different about this story? Well, it's about me, The Modern Gentleman, New York City's top advice columnist, and my rather ungraceful downfall from my pristinely polished pedestal. It's about a girl I met who threw all my proven theories to the wind and left me awkward, needy, and absolutely head-over-wing-tipped shoes in love.

When Grayson Nash walks into the bar, he has no idea I'm little Ava Maxwell, the one he promised to look after when he moved to Vegas. After a sizzling, sheet-clutching first experience of my dreams, we exchange numbers and a plan to extend our undeniable connection into something more. I promise myself I'll tell him the truth about who I am… eventually. He finds out before I tell him, and he wants nothing to do with me. But when my ex won't take the hint, Grayson swoops in pretending to be my new boyfriend.

This isn't what we wanted. Sherwood is splintering. People are suspicious, angry, violent, and they blame us for the chaos: me and my four shifters. We wanted to save this place, but it might not want saving after all. And we just might end up as fractured as this place itself.

I thought I was part of their world. That I belonged with them—the outlaws who stole my heart and taught me to fight for my own freedom. But when I learned the truth, I ran. And found myself captured again. Guy Gisbourne is everything Rob and his crew aren't. Polished. Respected. Dangerous in a way that doesn't look like danger—until it's too late. He says he's saving me, but his version of "protection" feels a lot like a prison. He's got a plan for me, a story he's spinning where I'm the lost, fragile girl in need of rescuing. I've played the damsel before. I'm not playing it again.

When I presented as an Omega and ran away from home, I had only one goal in mind: to disappear. I was doing a damn good job of it, too… until I caught their scents. Denver, the alpha-hole mercenary with a heart of stone. Memphis, the cinnamon roll hunter-tracker with fire in his soul. And Camden, the golden retriever survivalist with kind blue eyes. I should've stayed away, but I could barely think through the heat threatening to burn me up from the inside out. By the time I discovered they were a team put together by my sadistic stepfamily to drag me home, it was already too late.

Who doesn't love a perfect wedding? James "The Wedding Wrecker" Carter. That's who. His mission is to expose cheaters, liars, and frauds before they can say "I do." And he's frustratingly good at his job. And me? I'm Emma Marshall, wedding planner extraordinaire who happens to believe in things like happily ever afters, love, and the power of a perfect wedding. Or at least I did until a certain wedding wrecker gave me the best night of my life, then wrecked my biggest wedding, along with my career, the following day.

The more I watch her, the more the lines blur between protection and obsession. I never intended to come face to face with her, but in a moment of weakness, I intervened. And it changed everything. She makes me feel things. Things I’m not ready to feel. I never thought I had a heart, but the more I'm with her, the faster it beats. Now, I’m left wondering, will she forgive me for the things I’ve done to protect her?

I never planned to give Austin Graham, the tight end for the Vegas Aces and the father of my little girl, a second chance this holiday season. After all, he messed up. Big time. But the shimmering decorations on the Christmas tree cast him in a totally new light—especially when I get home from a disastrous blind date and find him on my couch with our sweet baby asleep on his chest. He's not the villain he so easily plays, but coming in second to everyone his entire life has pushed him to act like a Grinch.

After the deaths of his parents, a witch returns to his spooky family manor and joins forces with his former crush when his parents’ spirits warn them of a sinister threat in this witty and lyrically unique rom-com in the vein of The Crescent Moon Tearoom and The Ex Hex. Azrael Ashmedai Hart...

Gorgeous white dress. Champagne. Husband. All of that goes out the window when I overhear a call between my fiancé and another woman. Hurt and angry, I turn to the only person I can trust—my fiancé's brother. Dax. Otherwise known as my best friend. I run. And take him with me. One too many drinks has me confessing everything I heard. With a need to reinvent myself, I make a list. No matter how outrageous it might seem, Dax offers to help.

No one in Sherwood wanted me until they did. My life was perfectly on track until the night my parents died. A car crash ripped them away from me and flung me into the grips of my greedy foster father, John. Now I'm fixing cars for minimum wage and trying to lay low until my 21st birthday, when my inheritance—and freedom—will finally be mine.

Colorado rancher Sam Bridger will do anything for a friend, even if it means babysitting a rich city girl who knows more about high fashion than horses. Blond, beautiful Liberty Hale looks like a model - and acts like a spoiled brat - but Sam senses another side to the young woman who has lost so much of her family, and he can’t deny the heat just one look at her ignites. Libby is determined to get through her time on the ranch - her inheritance depends on her putting in a solid month’s work. She hadn’t imagined her boss would be a sexy, straightforward cowboy.

Marcus Evans was the love of my life until a cruel twist of fate tore us apart. I told myself I moved on. Until seven years later, when he comes walking back into my classroom, a completely different man than the hockey star I fell in love with–and father to two little girls. I've done my best not to think about him since a quickie wedding in Vegas. Only it turns out, those marriage papers might still be valid after all. There's no escaping Marcus now that he's back in my life. The more we see one another, the more I see the man I fell in love with.

My entire life changed when I met a hot and sexy billionaire named Charlie Stone at the Chicago airport. I wasn't prepared for the journey I was about to embark on when I found out I was pregnant, which resulted from one drunken night neither of us barely remembered.

As the league's reigning playboy, I've had more than a few women arrive on my doorstep. But until tonight, I've never had a baby show up. A baby. Out of options, I'm grateful when my grandma and her friend offer to move in and help. Until someone else shows up at my house. My new elderly roommate's very young, very attractive granddaughter. The last thing I need is to get involved with someone who is down on their luck. Besides, I need to figure out this whole parenting thing. Not winning over Stevie.

It all started one night when a sexy billionaire bought me a drink, and I accidentally tossed it all over his five-thousand-dollar suit. He tried to blame me, but it was his fault because of his lack of respect for my personal boundaries. I offered to pay for the dry cleaning and gave him my number to tell me how much it cost. He did, and we ended up spending the night together. Long story short. The condom broke, I forgot to take my pill two days in a row, and we mistakenly created a baby.