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She’s scared to fall in love again. He’s determined to be the one she falls for. When Damon Diamond first laid eyes on Ainsley Archibald at fifteen, he knew it was more than just a crush. But with their four-year age gap and her indifference, he had to keep his feelings at bay. Three years later, everything has changed. Damon’s no longer the boy she barely noticed—he’s grown into a confident, irresistible man with one goal for the summer: to make Ainsley his. Ainsley arrives at her uncle’s resort in the Ozarks, eager to get back out there after a bad breakup.

Zane thought inheriting a house in Paradise Falls would be the fresh start he needed. And his new job at Snaxtime, a popular fast-food chain, seemed totally cool. But when he and his coworkers, Star and Dexter, find an old book filled with strange recipes, they accidentally cook up an ancient succubus with a taste for male flesh. Now, she's on the loose and wreaking havoc on the town!

When I was born, my life was set on a path of destruction, greed, enemies, and certain death. None of that mattered until them: Ryder, Gage, Dex, Holden, and Leo. They are my life, my loves, and in the blink of an eye, they were ripped away from me. At twenty-two, I rose to power as the first female Boss of the Italian Mafia, and at twenty-five, I almost died because of it. I didn't take the threat of a deranged stalker seriously, and it could cost me and Zane, a former love, our lives and sanity.

Poe Webb, host of a popular true crime podcast, invites people to anonymously confess crimes they’ve committed to her audience. She can’t guarantee the police won’t come after her “guests,” but her show grants simultaneous anonymity and instant fame—a potent combination that’s proven difficult to resist. After an episode recording, Poe usually erases both criminal and crime from her mind. But when a strange and oddly familiar man appears on her show, Poe is forced to take a second look.

I didn't expect the hot stranger who helped me face my ex to end up being an NHL player and be interested in me. I really didn't expect his two teammates to also be interested in me. These men look at me like I'm everything they've ever dreamed of. Now I have all three men wanting my attention. And I want them all. Unfortunately, it might not be that simple. When it comes down to it, the hot nights, whispered words, and strong emotions might not be enough. I just hope that at the end of it all it will have been worth it.

I don't date hockey players. I never have and never will. That is why I've brushed off this specific player who has continued to try to get my attention. The thing with this specific player is that he can't stand my brother. His teammate. And I can't stand him. Colton Wheeler is persistent, and even if it's just using me to get under my brother's skin, he's determined to wear me down. The chemistry between us is tangible, no matter how much I want to deny it.

When Dad died, he made me the leader of the Italian Mafia. That position was unheard of for a woman—until me. Ryder, Dex, Gage, and Holden are my team, my closest friends. Then Leo waltzes into my life, turning it upside down, along with everyone in it. One lie. One secret. That's all it took to bring it all burning down around me. Jealousy and hidden desires from the four guys I thought only saw me as their friend and boss stoke the flames even higher.

Thanks to the power of its "mystic" Indian origins, yoga promises peace, self-realization, and release. But what if this is just hype? In Fascist Yoga, Stewart Home sweeps away the half-truths to reveal a new origin story of modern postural practice. Starting with the world's first modern yogi—a Californian escapologist who added Hindu fairy dust to circus exercises—this history reveals a community full of grifters, occultists, and white supremacists, out to exploit and recruit via the medium of exercise.

How did the hottest hockey player in the NHL wind up braiding hair and hosting tea parties? Because someone was foolish enough to name him co-guardian of their children. That's how. Cole Montgomery's living his best life—until he gets a call from an attorney letting him know he's been entrusted with the care of two little girls. He can't imagine why anyone would think he was a good role model. He can't even keep a plant alive.

Enter a world of saints & sinners with this collection of steamy audiobooks from bestselling author Maria Luis. From light-hearted contemporary to dark and dangerous romantic suspense, you'll be swept off your feet.

Somewhere in the Pacific, 1943. Kate Campbell is a nurse who bravely flies back and forth from the front to rescue wounded soldiers, amid long days, harsh conditions and often dangerous weather. Driven by a deep personal need to help in the war effort, she is conflicted when an injury results in her reassignment to the relative comfort of the English countryside. Love has never been part of her plan, but despite herself, she falls for an officer with three bullet wounds, startling blue eyes and a wicked sense of humor.

You’ve heard of those kids who peak in high school? Meet my love life. Garrett Bradford was mine from the moment we saw each other in ninth grade. Even then, he was a six-foot-four mountain of muscles with bright blue eyes, a wide grin, and a way with his hands. He was the high school football star, and I was the dance team captain. We were the storybook cliché… until we weren’t. Now he’s the most famous offensive lineman in the league, and I’m a buttoned-up, ultra-professional lawyer.

When runaway bride Grace Giordano needs somewhere to regroup, groomsman Jaime Dupree offers her a guest house on his ranch. It's no skin off his nose—she's only in town a few days. Besides, between his daughter and his professional hockey team, he's got his hands full. Surely, their paths won't cross. But when Grace gets the opportunity to run a food truck at the town's annual music festival, she decides to stay all summer long. The singing baker's a hit—at the festival and on the ranch.

From Lydia Millet—“the American writer with the funniest, wisest grasp on how we fool ourselves” (Chicago Tribune)—comes an inventive new collection of short fiction. Atavists follows a group of families, couples, and loners in their collisions, confessions, and conflicts in a post-pandemic America of artificially lush lawns, beauty salons, tech-bro mansions, assisted-living facilities, big-box stores, gastropubs, college campuses, and medieval role-playing festivals.

Studying in London was an amazing experience, but was it worth it? That’s the question I keep asking myself. It cost me a lot. It cost me Colin Hill. I’ve been in love with that boy since the first time I saw him in grade three. I thought that breaking up with him before college was the right thing to do. But now, I’m not so sure.

When Armand Pierce first became a courier ten years ago, he had an attaché case connected to a titanium cuff grafted into the bones of his wrist, and took an oath: the delivery is everything. He can run, fight—kill, if he needs to—but the package gets where it's going. It's the Guild's guarantee, and since the internet went down in the Cyber Wars, all business, legitimate or otherwise, depends on it. Otherwise, he dies. So Pierce knows he's in deep trouble when he arrives at his latest destination to find his payload missing, his case mysteriously empty.

Getting hitched to the guy who walked out on me in the middle of a hookup wasn’t on my bingo card, but here we are. Sawyer O’Malley is bad news. He told me so. But when you sneak off with a guy like Sawyer at your best friend’s wedding, bad feels kind of good. Until he ghosts you. I made a point to avoid him after that. But somehow I find myself in the middle of his viral social media screw-up. Do I care if he got himself into a pickle and needs a wife? No. I don’t do second chances. But my credit is shot and I need a place to crash until I get back on my feet.

I thought getting a linguistics degree would land me a decent job, not get me shipped off to an alien planet ruled by barbarian warlords with tails. But that’s exactly what happens when my own government kidnaps me, along with a bunch of other women, and drops us on a brutal desert planet in the name of research. But the mission goes wrong. Because of course it does.

Now, as an adult, I do whatever I want and don't care what others think, which is what led me to camming. That led me to him. We have never met in real life. He doesn't even know my real name, but he's consumed my thoughts for years. When I'm forced to stay with the hockey player who once stood me up, I never expected him to be the man behind the screen.

My name is Jupiter Reeves, and I am a fraud. It's not that what's written about me isn't true. I am the greatest third baseman of my generation, possibly ever. I am surly and unapproachable. I do have a constant scowl with an armor of tattoos. To the outside world, I play my role as the bad boy of baseball like I was born to do it. But when the doors are closed, and you boil it down, I'm nothing more than a man who lost his heart too young, with no prospect of getting it back... especially as I still have no idea where its current owner is.