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I’m so over college. It was supposed to be the time of our lives, a time of debauchery, but one by one, Cupid aimed his arrow and hit every one of my moron friends. Relationships. Could there be anything more soul-sucking and lame? To be tied to one person, and have to think about their ... feelings. Fine. Whatever. I’ll look for my fun elsewhere. Like that teacher’s assistant who keeps giving me a hard time. I wouldn’t mind shutting him up—with my mouth. I wonder if I could provoke him into it ...

William Thorn had his life all planned out… until his long-term boyfriend Archie cheats, breaking his heart. Distraught, William kicks him out of their home, where tragedy strikes when Archie is killed instantly in a car accident. Riddled with guilt, William is shocked to learn that he’s inherited a manor in the quaint village of Stonewall, left to him in Archie’s will. He leaves the city with plans to make a new start for himself, but is surprised by the rundown state of the manor, and the unwelcoming villagers who want him gone.

After nine years as the people's beloved princess in the sun-soaked Kingdom of Carca, Vita witnesses the execution of her mother by her father's hand. Forced into exile, Vita fades into obscurity with her only friends—the crows that visit her window. Eleven years later, Vita is given a choice: marry an enemy general, granting him legitimacy to take the throne, or die as the forgotten princess. With time running out, Vita meets Soline, an intriguing lady-in-waiting who introduces her to the powerful but unstable magic of alchemy.

Meet Orlando: a young nobleman in Elizabethan England, poet, lover, adventurer—and, after a transformational sleep, a woman. Spanning over 300 years of British history, Orlando bends the rules of time, gender, and narrative as its protagonist navigates shifting societies, identities, and expectations, all while seeking something elusive: the truth of the self. Playful, profound, and radically ahead of its time, Virginia Woolf's groundbreaking novel is part love letter, part satire, and part meditation on the fluid nature of existence.

The presence of a powerful entity taking refuge in his realm alarms Zepharali. This being has a dark aura, but also a sweet, irresistible scent he's never experienced. They could be an upper-level vampire, a warlock, a fire lord, or gods forbid, all three, capable of harnessing the dark elements, and making them the most formidable adversary he's ever faced. He hopes they can be reasoned with, because Zepharali has yet to unleash the full forces of his summer suns, which could shatter the peace of his realm.

I’ve never been attracted to guys. I definitely would never be attracted to a privileged, cocky bastard like Brad Henning. Even though I’ve only been at St. Lawrence University for a few weeks, this prick and his friends are on a mission to mess with me—a scholarship kid who I guess they don’t think belongs at a prestigious school intended for the nation’s elite.

The first time I see Brody “Blink” Martin in the locker room, I fall hard. Big blue eyes, ripped abs…let’s just say there’s a reason the position is called tight end. But I’m Devlin “Devil” Summers—star quarterback, ladies’ man…and closeted. So I look but don’t touch. With the National Championship ours, I take a chance and kiss him. And when he kisses me back, I’m winning for the second time that night. From that moment on, we know we’re meant to be together.

I'm trapped in the middle of nowhere with the sexiest man I've ever seen... what could possibly go wrong? My family sent me here thinking it would help lift my mood. When I think about it now, I realise I didn’t give nearly enough thought to what it would be like, or what I’d be doing on a farm. If anything, I had a vague, nebulous notion that it would be like some sort of retreat. Boy, was I wrong. Far from relaxing, I now find myself tending to actual sheep. If you knew me at all, you’d know how preposterous that is.

It turns out making out with my best friend in high school could be considered gay. Who knew? Apparently, everyone but me. Now that it's been pointed out, I can't help reliving it in my head. Repeatedly. Good-bye Denial Town, hello Confusionville. When my path leads me down the gay dating app route, I don't expect to meet anyone I like, but then I meet him. He can't be more opposite than me. He's smart, he hates hockey, and he identifies as demi - something I've never heard of. Yet I can't deny something's there.

What would you do if you had the chance to change destiny? In the wake of a devastating breakup, Atari is consumed by lost love. But when he takes an enigmatic pill while partying with a friend, his mind becomes ensnared in a twisted vision of the future where his ex takes her own life.

Royal Scoundrel is the prequel novella between Charles's dads. Even though it takes place twenty years before the Frat Wars books, it's best enjoyed last. DASH: Archibald Levine the third is a pain in my ass. Rich, cocky and the closest thing to a prince that our school has. I hate everything about his entitled attitude and the stupid Kappa crown he wears. I also hate the gigantic crush I have on the guy. One night, backed up by the courage of tequila, my mouth gets away from me and I offer him the one thing he can't stop thinking about. Me. On my knees.

In the spring of 1974, Calliope Stephanides, a student at a girls' school in Grosse Pointe, finds herself drawn to a chain-smoking, strawberry-blonde classmate with a gift for acting. The passion that furtively develops between them - along with Callie's failure to develop physically - leads Callie to suspect that she is not like other girls. In fact, she is not really a girl at all.

There is a voice of longing inside each woman. We strive so mightily to be good: good partners, daughters, mothers, employees, and friends. We hope all this striving will make us feel alive. Instead, it leaves us feeling weary, stuck, overwhelmed, and underwhelmed. We look at our lives and wonder: Wasn’t it all supposed to be more beautiful than this? We quickly silence that question, telling ourselves to be grateful, hiding our discontent—even from ourselves.

A story of first love, first times, and a summer that could change everything. Instead of heading to France for a kite camp with his friends, this summer, Casper is stuck with his family at a camping site in northern Germany—the last place he wanted to spend his vacation. But the sleepy little town by the sea hides more than meets the eye. Like Valentin, the moody waiter at “The Wild Rooster” with icy blue eyes that send every customer running. But not Casper. He’s drawn to the blue-haired boy from the moment they meet. The only problem? Val doesn’t seem interested at all… or is...

Celebrated authoress Lady Georgiana Cleeve has achieved fame and fortune. Unfortunately, she’s also acquired an enemy: the enigmatic Lady Darling, whose spine-tingling plots appear to be pulled straight from Georgiana’s own manuscripts. What’s a stubborn, steely writer to do? Unmask her rival, of course. But unmasking doesn’t go according to plan—because Lady Darling is actually Cat Lacey, the butler’s daughter and object of Georgiana’s very secret, very embarrassing teenage infatuation.

We became famous overnight. One day, I was a twenty-four-year-old drummer slinging pizzas to make ends meet, and the next, I was a member of the most popular alternative band ever. Despite being world-famous, there was no connection in it. I'd lost touch with reality, with intimacy. I couldn't find a place to be normal. I'd lived my entire life straight-edged while watching obsession destroy my best friend. Obsession terrified me—that is until I met him.

I’ve been in love before. It's a fact that I cling to with frighteningly intense desperation as I try to convince myself that I’m normal. Ok, so I’ve only been in love once, but I know that for at least one brief, shining moment, the world and everything in it felt like magic. I know love exists. I know it does, because when I’m lying in bed alone at night, I can still feel it. I know deep in my soul that I’m capable of love. I have to be.

Archeologist Kelly Pierce lives for adventure, weaving a tapestry of exploration, seeking out artifacts that whisper stories of the past. Always ready for the next expedition, she never thought Oklahoma would be on her map. Shawn Scott thrives in predictability. As director of Descriptive Statistics, numbers are her world, but people? They're a puzzle. So, collaborating with a British archaeologist is an incongruous with her routine as a desert oasis in the Arctic.

A tense standoff with Sila uncovers more than Seong-Jae ever wanted to know about the strings Sila's pulled in his past. The pain he's caused. The deaths he's responsible for. And he may be responsible for yet one more, as Sila uses his own life as a bargaining chip to keep Malcolm and Seong-Jae at bay. Throughout Sila's twisted reconstruction of his past, the full story comes clear, yet one question remains hanging over their heads: Where is the white rabbit?

With Aanga Joshi's life hanging in the balance, it's Nico Madsen up against the ropes as Malcolm and Seong-Jae lock him in their sights. One boy could be the key to identifying the lodestone drawing Sila and the white rabbit to an unknown focal point—the place where summer ends. Yet Nico's loyalty to Sila may be stronger than even our detectives' unbreakable wills . . . unless unexpected allies can make this broken bird squawk. The white rabbit may have ended his countdown, but the clock is still ticking.