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The first title in Griff Hosker's new series, Rifleman.

1353. The Hundred Years' War erupts again, and the band of brothers known as the Essex Dogs are thrown into the fray once more. The Black Death rages as the characters' fates are decided in this thrilling, merciless, blood-soaked finale.

The huge Victorian house on Lake Twilight belongs to Harper Reed Prescott, as does the private island on which it sits. Harper wants little to do with either. Twenty years ago, Harper’s grandmother died suspiciously while in her care, on the same night that Harper’s boyfriend disappeared. His body was never found, and no charges were filed. But the rumors haven’t faded. There have been other deaths, other accidents. All revolving around Harper and her family.

In 1765, plague sweeps through Zacatecas. Alba flees with her wealthy merchant parents and fiancé, Carlos, to his family’s isolated mine for refuge. But safety proves fleeting as other dangers soon bare their teeth: Alba begins suffering from strange hallucinations, sleepwalking, and violent convulsions. She senses something cold lurking beneath her skin. Something angry. Something wrong.

When reports come in that the Kingpin and a police officer have been killed and that Frank Castle (aka the Punisher) has turned himself in for it, Matt Murdock senses holes in the narratives the media and the streets are quick to run with. Both criminals have been Matt’s nemeses when he dons the cowl of the Daredevil, and there’s no denying that New York is better off without its Kingpin and with the Punisher behind bars. And yet ... while the Punisher is a murderous vigilante, he doesn’t kill cops. And he doesn’t turn himself in.

No matter how much I try, I can't stop thinking about the man who can make my fantasies come to life in a way no one else has. Nothing could have prepared me for the reveal of my mystery man. I was supposed to be working on myself, trying to figure out my identity outside of my family or a boyfriend. Which led me to explore my desires at the local club, Avalon. And what I found there was more than I bargained for. He's not just funny, attentive, and slightly obsessed with me. He's also the last man I should be falling in love with.

The heavy cruiser Salahdiin is the most powerful private warship in the history of the Myriad Worlds, and bears a Letter of Marque, the Imperial charter for legalized piracy. As the most successful fighting captain of the Imperial Fleet, Saef Sinclair-Maru is the ideal choice to command the privateer, but exchanging egotistical admirals for demanding shareholders carries its own unique challenges, particularly when the fate of humanity lies in the balance.

Being the first female Formula 1 driver in the sport's history is like being struck by lightning. Powerful, electrifying, and dangerous. Don't get me wrong, it's incredible. Plenty of racing fans are celebrating. Plenty more are enraged, hoping I either quit or crash. They can hope all they want. I'll never quit. But there's more than Formula 1 fans to worry about. Like shaking hands with my Team Principal for the first time and his scent turning my entire world upside down. Like the rest of his pack—including the current Formula 1 champion—matching with me too.

After my beautiful daughter Annabelle died in a tragic accident, I thought I would never recover. With my world in pieces, my husband Matthew did what he could to support me and our son, Noah. He hired a young woman, Reka, to help us at home, to be the mother for Noah that I couldn’t be. She cares for him like he’s her own.

Prairie Nightingale is both the midlife mother of two teenage girls and a canny entrepreneur who has turned homemaking into a salaried profession. She’s also fascinated with the gritty details of other people’s lives. So when seemingly perfect Lisa Radcliffe, a member of her former mom-friends circle, suddenly disappears, it’s in Prairie’s nature to find out why. Given her innate talent for vital pattern recognition, Prairie is out to catch a few clues by taking a long, hard look at everyone in Lisa’s life—and uncovering their secrets.

When a snowstorm hits days before Christmas and I'm the only one at the house, I'm quickly informed that I'll be spending Christmas alone, with only my dog for company. That's before things take a turn for the worse. I never would have come if I'd known they'd be here. Fletcher and Boone, my stepbrothers, were never the family I'd hoped for. They're the reason I ran away, the ghosts that haunt my sleep. I was promised they'd be too busy to come to the cabin this year, but someone broke that promise.

In late-twenty-first-century Australia, Tao-Yi and her partner Navin spend most of their time inside an immersive, consumerist virtual reality called Gaia. They log on, go to work, socialise and even eat in this digital utopia. Meanwhile, their aging bodies lie suspended in pods inside cramped apartments. Across the city, in the abandoned real world, Tao-Yi's mother remains stubbornly offline, dwindling away between hospital visits and memories of her earlier life in Malaysia.

Nico 'Junior' Trocci knows Lauren Marchetti is off limits. She is sweetness and laughter, whereas Junior exists in a world of violence and depravity. Men like him don't get to have women like her. It's why he pushed her away back in high school and has kept his distance ever since. But when Junior looks Lauren up online, he discovers the shy, bookish girl he remembers is gone. In her place is a strikingly beautiful woman whose social media is filled with scantily clad pictures of herself and a connection to a nearby play club.

This isn’t a romance. This isn’t happily-ever-after. This is a mystery. And, like me, it’s pretty messed up. Detective Gray Dulac is in freefall: a disfiguring injury; a crumbling relationship; a slowly imploding career. But there’s a kind of clarity to it all. A detachment. A way of being in the world when you can’t screw things up any more than you already have. When he stumbles across a wounded young man outside a party, though, Gray is struck by the similarities between their injuries, and he discovers he might not be as detached as he thought.

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.

On the outskirts of London sits a seemingly innocuous institution with a secretive aim—train young women to distract, disrupt, and discredit the patriarchy. Outraged by a powerful politician’s systematic attack on women’s rights, the Academy summons its brightest—and most bitter—pupil to infiltrate the odious man’s inner circle. A deal is struck: bring down the viscount, and Miss Euphemia Flite will finally earn her freedom.

The astounding third Robotech omnibus. The Robotech Masters have come to Earth and the battle-weary Robotech Defense Force must take up arms once more!

My best friend's little sister. Entirely off-limits. A craving I cannot resist. Savannah Levine is the one woman I cannot have and the only one I want. I keep her at arm's length, but there's no denying that she is an addiction I'm too weak to ignore. One taste. One touch. I should have known it would never be enough. Selfishly, I steal touches and kisses in the dark, keeping us a secret from those closest to us. But in a circle like mine, lies tend to catch up on you, and justice is served in the most tragic of ways.

When I threw Riley Murphy over my shoulder and carried her off after killing the bastard who dared to touch her, I swore to myself that I was only bringing her home with me to keep her safe. She's an eighteen-year-old orphan who deserves a man who'll tell her she's his good girl. Not a ruthless Bratva boss who'll make her scream for him before he's even inside her. But the moment I pulled her cute little panties down for a much-needed spanking and found her soaking wet, I knew I'd be taking her innocence in the same bed I tucked her into last night.

Estoy prometida con el hombre de mis sueños y, en unas pocas horas, vamos a vernos delante de un juez que nos declarará marido y mujer hasta que la muerte nos separe. Pese a que el camino no ha sido fácil, este día es todo lo que siempre he deseado. Solo hay un problema. Ahí fuera hay alguien que no quiere que viva lo suficiente para dar el «sí, quiero». Y, si no tengo cuidado, podría salirse con la suya.