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I’m used to demons and voodoo. What I was not prepared for was my life turning into a fairytale, complete with the Wicked Step Mother. My awful step mother is the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans. She’s always hated me for being a Succubus. It just got a hundred times worse after my father died mysteriously. I inherited the family company, but I can’t remove her as VP because she’s made the entire board into her zombies.

Gabriel has made an art of dangling what I'm most desperate for in front of me, what he knows I can't refuse, no matter the cost. In this case, that cost continues to be me. He is still a scoundrel, but I'm starting to see something more. And while our bargain is proving advantageous in ways I never anticipated, the risks that come with being associated with a man like him are becoming painfully clear. But how much longer before this arrangement with Gabriel costs me everything I am?

Hi, I’m Sarah and my life is a mess. I lost my online job and my rent just doubled... Luckily, just when I was at my lowest point, a strange messenger came to my apartment. He had an envelope that contained my Grandmother’s last will and testament. Only…I had forgotten all about her. How was that possible? I was about to find out. When a mysterious door appeared in my living room, I walked through it…and found myself in the world of Hidden Hollow—a snug New England town where it’s inexplicably always Autumn.

Mercy Wheeler and Gabriel Easton's sordid tale continues in Dirty Empire as Mercy finds her loyalties tested and Gabriel's attempt to break free of his family's legacy comes with unexpected consequences.

One look. One moment. One girl. She was all it took for me to lose my focus. My whole life changed in the blink of an eye.

A vendetta that brought us back to Forest Grove has put all our lives on the line. The woman we love is thrust back into the arms of the monster that hurt her. Lives are hanging in the balance as we go up against the original founder of the Saviors—the one person who can beat us at our own game.

Vulnerable, tender, acute, these are serious poems, brave poems, exploring with honesty the ambiguous moment between the rapture of youth and the grace of acceptance. A daughter tends to aging parents. A woman struggles with infertility—“What if, instead of carrying / a child, I am supposed to carry grief?”—and a body seized by pain and vertigo as well as ecstasy. A nation convulses: “Every song of this country / has an unsung third stanza, something brutal.” And still Limón shows us, as ever, the persistence of hunger, love, and joy, the dizzying fullness of our too-short lives.

I don't mess with vanilla girls. Especially not ones as innocent as Talia. But when a snowstorm traps us at Club Protocol, I break my own rules. It's supposed to be simple revenge against my college rival. But her eager innocence stirs my dominant nature, and I can't resist inviting her into my world of kink and ecstasy. The way she blossoms under my command stirs up feelings I'm not used to, and revenge is a distant memory.

You’ll judge me. Hate me, and tell me I’m wrong. Refuse to see how my darkness is what she needs. While I don’t particularly care about your feelings in the matter, and while I pursue her - despite the wedding bells that rang for another - only I can see how she is drowning beneath mediocrity. He had his chance to make her happy. He failed. He didn't see how she was dying inside, because he couldn't know her. Not like I know her. I am her stalker. Her protector. And the only man that can bring her back to life.

Nico, Rush, and Beck are the three leaders of The Gentlemen Mafia. For my entire life, my family has been at war with their gang, splitting our city down the middle. They're Violent, Possessive, and Psychotic. When my sister is kidnapped, I have no choice but to turn to them. But to trust them is to risk it all.

The Church is very good at saying all the right things about racial equality. But the reality is that the institution has utterly failed to back up these good intentions with demonstrable efforts to reform. It is a long way from being a place of Black flourishing.

Inspired by her wildly popular New York Times essay "The Wedding Toast I'll Never Give", Ada Calhoun provides a funny (but not flip), smart (but not smug) take on the institution of marriage. Weaving intimate moments from her own married life with frank insight from experts, clergy, and friends, she upends expectations of total marital bliss to present a realistic - but ultimately optimistic - portrait of what marriage is really like.

Opal is trying her best in the Midwest after the sudden death of her parents. Everything comes to a crashing halt as she's abducted by aliens and forced to work as a human dancer for extraterrestrial enjoyment. A chance encounter with an alien prince while stuck in a traffic jam might just change the trajectory of Opal's new life in space.

I'm the governor's daughter, and he's a mafia boss in the Bratva. It was a no-brainer. I was forbidden to him and him to me. But when we met at his nightclub, I thought he was my prince charming. I couldn't fight my attraction to the tattooed Russian god any more than he could for me. Dante Levitsky is tall, dark, and dangerously handsome with Mediterranean blue eyes you could swim in forever. Our chemistry is the type people read about and wish for their whole lives.

I might live in a mansion in South Florida, but my daddy was a biker, and I was definitely daddy's girl. When I found out my mom and stepdad had something horrible planned for me, I ran. Straight to the Dixie Reapers - the only place I'd ever thought of as home - but it wasn't my daddy's arms I ended up in.

I was 17 when my daddy gave me to Torch, who inked me, kissed me, then watched me walk away. I was supposed to return after I graduated, but instead I ran. Now I'm back, ready to face whatever fate awaits me. He's probably pissed, and rightly so. It was only supposed to be a short separation, but three years have passed. I expected yelling, maybe some public humiliation. It never occurred to me he'd kiss me so deeply, so passionately that I'd be begging for more. He'll be my first, my last, my only...because I'm his, and he's never going to let me forget it.

They will protect me. They will break me. They will consume me. And when I'm left picking up the pieces, the power inside me will be unleashed.

An assassin for hire, I've got skills other people don't. Blame my magical heritage and a mother who gifted me a set of knives and my first revolver not long after my sixteenth birthday. When a magical object transports me to a perilous jungle as part of a job interview, I have to admit I'm intrigued. So what if my future-seeing sister told me to avoid the stranger offering me employment. She also told me we'd end up lovers. I can see why. The Warden—real name Bane—is all kinds of sexy and grumpy and massively cursed.

It was love at first sight. Not just for Vivian, but for Corbin as well. Their eyes locked across the room, and that was all she wrote. But they didn’t rush things. They wanted to do it right. After all, they would spend the rest of their lives together. The love of each other’s life. Soul mates. He was the intense and fiercely protective soldier, and she was his doting and faithful lover. They found their happily ever after. This was their story…until it wasn’t.

When Ada Calhoun stumbled upon old cassette tapes of interviews her father, celebrated art critic Peter Schjeldahl, had conducted for his never-completed biography of poet Frank O’Hara, she set out to finish the book her father had started 40 years earlier. As a lifelong O’Hara fan who grew up amid his bohemian cohort in the East Village, Calhoun thought the project would be easy, even fun, but the deeper she dove, the more she had to face not just O’Hara’s past, but also her father’s and her own.