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"I do." Two words that taste bittersweet, their meaning conflicting within me. They roll off my tongue, tasting both right and wrong, as if the hand that gives also seeks to take away, uncaring and unapologetic. Can I truly have it all? Can I keep them, these pieces of my heart? Shakespeare knew true love's path is anything but smooth, especially when it collides with an unknown past, while our own demons threaten to consume us.

Even though she's living her lifelong dream and dancing on Broadway, the city is a lonely place for Yvie James. Alexander Knight is new to Beaumont, and his dream of running a successful business is within his grasp. On the surface, Xander is happy, but he works long hours for nothing more than to avoid going home to an empty house. Thrown together for Christmas shopping, holiday gatherings with friends and family, and a special anniversary party, Yvie and Xander find themselves seeking solace in each other for an unforgettable, romantic winter.

When Fiona, Violet, and Aislinn are sent on a globetrotting adventure to track down the elusive Garden of Eden, it quickly becomes clear that no one has done more than the Backside of Forty Coven to redefine midlife magic and style. Chaos threatens to erupt if the coven can't find the sacred garden and its forbidden fruit, but these wise witches are up to the task of locating the legendary produce. Armed with spells, sarcasm, and a few extra pounds, the trio embarks on a quest that spans continents, facing off against rivals and guardians.

Meet the Lancasters. Sexy. Arrogant. Filthy rich.

When the tiny red-headed maid of honor blushes every time we make eye contact, I have to wonder—after making sure she's not looking at the guy behind me—does the big guy, the funny friend, the guy with a great personality actually have a chance? Do I even have the courage to take that chance? When our hotel room keys get swapped and she lets herself into my room, fate might just make that decision for me.

Poetry, our most ancient form of prayer, is a necessary medicine for our times: a companion through difficulty; a guide when we are lost; a salve when we are wounded; and a conduit to an inner source of joy, freedom, and insight. Through poetry, the unspeakable can be spoken, the unendurable endured, and the miraculous shared. Whether you are a lover of poetry or have yet to discover its power, Rosen offers a new way to experience a poem.

We were Army Rangers, the best of the best. And then one day, everything that we worked so hard to become was ripped away. Now, we're in some podunk town, trying to find a sense of normal among the crazy, and learn how to live again. That gets a hell of a lot harder to do when a virus spreads mercilessly across the country, killing 85 percent of the people who contract it. In the midst of the panic, we're tasked with one last rescue mission. It's just our luck that the fool we're rescuing doesn't believe that the world as we know it is actually ending.

Thrust into a new shifter world without enough time to adjust, Amara made one hasty mistake that could cost her mates their position in the tribe or break their happy family apart forever. But those struggles are eclipsed when demonic wolves threaten to take everything from Amara's family. She must fight to heal the rift she caused before it's too late.

It started with a dare: steal a kiss from the pretty, green-eyed girl with the Irish mobster father. Turns out, Ada O'Sullivan was a much better thief than me. In the span of one night, I lost my head, my senses, my loyalty to my own crime family.... At 18, she was the only thing worth fighting for. Dying for. Loving. But I was a boy playing a man's game.

I had one thing on my mind and that was never going to change: The game. The only goal I had was beating the records set by my family. I didn’t have time for anything else. Until she walked in the room. The earth shifted, just like the stories said it would. I said it wouldn’t happen—not to me. I didn’t have the time, but now she was the only thing on my mind. I knew it was her. Now I had to convince her.

Brooke Markham needs a man. A real good man. But she's not looking for a keeper. She's too busy kicking ass, running an empire, and caring for her ailing father to spend time with men who want annoying things like relationships and commitment and...conversation. Brooke knows what she wants, and it's not a future with the growly barkeep. JJ Harniczek needs money. A whole lot of money. He's determined to launch his distillery, expand his tavern, and put Talbott's Cove on the foodie tourism map. But there's no way he's asking Brooke for a dime.

Thorne Point sunk its claws in me at a young age. I refused to let its harsh truths snuff out my light. When an attempt to kidnap me is stopped, I know they'll never give up. The city's seedy underbelly won't let me escape forever. My only choice is to run into the arms of monsters for safety. The Crows have a terrifying reputation, and Levi Astor lives up to it. But my protective monster will never be worse than the ones who buried their ugliness deep in me.

Mason Powell. Best friend. Boyfriend. Husband. Father. He's the young man you know but have never met. He's the man who chose love over friendship. He's the man who would do anything for his family and friends. He's the man who stepped up when someone wasn't there. He's the man who has a story to tell.

With his impeccable reputation and undeniable good looks, Garrick Weir, Viscount Lindsey, heir to the Duke of Dryden, has earned his place at the apex of fashionable London society. Every lady on the marriage mart wants him as her prize, and every young fop wants to be him. When his foolish younger brother declares his intention to marry a devious East End fortune hunter, Garrick is appalled. He vows to do everything in his power to stop the mésalliance from occurring.

I've built a new life on the planet Tavikh, spending every day seeking penance. And despite witnessing three of my new-found friends find their fated mate, I don't dare hope to find mine. Not when there's a chance someone from Earth will arrive to take me back to face the consequences for what I did. But when a gravely wounded warrior is brought into the healer's tent, a single touch from me triggers his mating marks to appear. Maybe my punishment isn't having to return to my planet, but rather being given a mate only for him to be taken from me.

In the summer of 1957, anxious to impress an admirer who had moved to Paris, while rebelling against her family, Gill Johnson, aged twenty-five, gave up her comfortable job at the National Gallery in London and travelled to Venice to take up a job teaching English to an aristocratic Italian family. Love from Venice is her vivid evocation of that summer, the last hurrah of the European Grand Tour, when the international jet set lit upon the city for their fun.

Lady Kate Cole was a young woman of exceptional beauty, extraordinary talent, and notable charm. She was also a woman so remarkably prone to accidents that it was generally considered wise to keep as much distance from her as possible. Yet Andrew Hunter simply couldn't stay away. No other woman would do for his wife. He would give her adventure, fidelity, and a fortune so vast she'd need several lifetimes to go through half of it. What woman could ask for more?

I go through crushes faster than a kid goes through presents on Christmas morning. When I crash into my annoying(ly hot) nemesis and we get stuck on the elevator during a blackout, the last thing I expect is to develop feelings for him. Nate Cruz is opinionated, a stickler for justice, talks with his hands, and is the space heater keeping me safe while we're stuck on this freezing metal box. He's also the first person to ever push past my defense mechanisms and see me as more than "the girl who messes up everything" that my family sees.

My son and I are in danger. The life and death kind. The kind that forces me to make choices no mother should have to. I’ll do anything to keep my son safe and not sacrifice my responsibility to my patients. I’m desperate. Desperate enough to beg broody Special Agent Micah Emmett for help. But he has a job, and it doesn’t include protecting me. Why should he? He doesn’t know me.

Heartbeats had a pesky way of complicating things. They almost always came with the nasty side effect of humanity and finally...death. Since Thorne came into my life, I'd been plagued with both. Heartbeats and humanity. Both of these things were going to be the death of me. One way or another. And the death of everyone I knew and loved, a list growing longer with every beat of my newly repaired - and irritating - heart. That pesky humanity was almost as toxic as the most debilitating illness on this hunk of rock, killing more humans than any vampire could. Love.