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I used to be a cop, and now I kill people for fun. Yeah, yeah I know. Never admit to your crimes. But you don't know who I am. To you, I'm just words in a blurb. Besides, I don't plan on living that long anyway. The system has failed us. There is no justice. So, before I go, I'll be the justice. You know. AKAB. All Killers Are Bastards, or however the fuck the saying goes.

My husband wanted more . . . I gave it to him. A full-length novel of erotic suspense. Fledgling reporter Samantha Flynn grew up in a religious family, and she’s insecure about her sexual desires, but when her husband catches her exploring her hidden exhibitionism, he encourages her to experiment, and together, they travel down a path of daring public exposure. Soon, their journey takes them further than either of them anticipated. Samantha's willingness to show her flesh builds confidence that helps her reporting career, and her public and private lives merge, giving Samantha the ...

Este libro revela la influencia profunda que los colores tienen sobre nuestras emociones, salud y espiritualidad. Desde sus raíces ancestrales y simbolismos culturales hasta sus aplicaciones en terapias como la cromoterapia, este libro ofrece una mirada integradora y práctica para entender cómo cada color afecta nuestro bienestar físico y mental. Descubre cómo usar los colores conscientemente en tu día a día para equilibrar energías, mejorar tu entorno y potenciar tu crecimiento personal. Una guía indispensable para quienes buscan conectar con el poder vibracional y la sabiduría ...

This book reveals the profound influence that colors have on our emotions, health and spirituality. From their ancestral roots and cultural symbolism to their applications in therapies such as chromotherapy, this book offers an integrative and practical look at how each color affects our physical and mental well-being. Discover how to use colors consciously in your daily life to balance energies, improve your environment and enhance your personal growth. An indispensable guide for those seeking to connect with the vibrational power and wisdom hidden in colors.

Two stars crossed. Two souls bound. When Lyanndra, a Starless maiden disguised as a knight, fells the cruel Demigod king in a fiery battle, she earns the title of the Godslayer and rises up as a folk hero among her people. But when a curse binds her to the king’s son, Syran, Lyanndra finds herself engaged in a bloody war for her freedom. Trapped in the palace of the Demigods, Lyanndra rages against the cruel fate of the stars. But even as she’s drawn ever deeper into Syran’s burning orbit, a terrible plot unfolds in the opulent corridors of the palace. Lyanndra is forced to choose ...

Rules are meant to be broken. Except for one: Women can't get enough peonies. Even the girl in front of me in line is admiring the peonies in my hand. While I need these particular flowers for my latest plot, I'll still give Meghan the biggest, thickest bouquet I can find. It's flattering how much she wants my peonies. And I don't mind personally delivering.

I should be hiding away with wine and snacks while waiting for Christmas to end. Instead, I’m wearing a reindeer mascot costume and pretending I’m oh-so-excited to meet New York City’s most eligible billionaire bachelor! Christmas is already a stressful time of the year without adding a billionaire to the mix. Between dodging bake-off sabotaging cousins, applying for a long-shot prestigious museum internship, and trying to survive being broke in Manhattan, I’m up to my black lipstick in my own special nightmare before Christmas.

When your grandmother stalks the star hockey player on the rival team because “You need a husband, Dakota—you’re not getting any younger!” it’s Christmas crazy on ice.

When your cheating husband drops dead in your cozy Christmas cat café, the proper response is not to shout, “I didn’t do it!” Showing up at his funeral with a plate of sympathy cupcakes after he’s just been poisoned by your signature Santa’s Surprise confection is…also not the correct response.

Two weeks ago, I was an optimistic office girl with a Pinterest vision board and a dream. Now? I’m standing in a billionaire’s penthouse office, trying not to throw a donut at his smug, perfect face. McCarthy Svensson is my new boss-slash-personal tormentor. Though he thinks he’s my only protector. He’s wrong. He’s way worse than the merry-go-round of ex fiancés who may or may not be stalking me, including ex-fiancé number one of three, who fakes his death then pops up out of a casket. Alive.

The only thing we have in common is that we’re both tall. He wears bespoke suits; I wear flats with holes in them. He runs a big shot investment firm; I’m trying to start my own company with only bubble gum and circus peanuts. He likes to show up at my horrible dates and ruin them; I…pretended I hated when he did that but secretly was thrilled even though it was a little young adult fiction.

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

When Greg Svensson crossed my path four years ago, I should have just let him keep on walking...right into the street to get hit by a bus. But I was weak. Not to mention that when you’re a six-foot-tall woman and meet a guy out in the wild who is both taller than you and attracted to you, you make certain allowances. You ignore certain red flags.

In this value-packed "The Anxious Attachment Recovery Workbook," you will uncover science-backed strategies for breaking free from anxious attachment, building secure relationships, and developing lasting emotional resilience—not just in romance but also in friendships, family, and work.

Christmas is bad enough without all the music, frantic shopping sprees, and holiday parties. So many parties… with people you couldn’t stand in high school and definitely can’t stand now. Top of the list? Patty Harrison. She made my teen years miserable and, now that we’re adults, she’s trying to get me banned from the Christmas market. Even so, I’m not going to commit literal murder.

Five years ago, I royally screwed up, lied, and broke the heart of the woman I love. A sane man would buy her a nice present and grovel. Guess I must be crazy. I love Meg more than anything. So why am I running against her for mayor of Harrogate?

Fall. Autumn. It doesn't matter what you call it, I hate it. I despise pumpkins, Halloween, and the overwhelming sense of dread as the cold and damp move in. But when my new chauffeur drives up in a hearse, Halloween carols blaring, I realize there will be no escape from the holiday.

The Maxine Hotel was supposed to be mine. I invested my meager savings into the upkeep. I slept in a freezing-cold attic like Cinderella, but with way more wine. Then Mike Svensson swaggers in with his billions and his bad attitude, steals the hotel from me, and starts bossing me around like he owns the place. My boss is going down. But he’s harder to get rid of than I thought. Snack-addicted raccoons, angry squatters, and ghosts - nothing seems to faze him. It’s time to bring out the big guns - I have two of them strapped to my chest!

Bullies never get what’s coming to them. No, I didn’t put poison in their food - I am a jam maker, and food is sacred. But I did plot the most epic plan of revenge. I needed to get one over on the biggest baddest high school bully and prove that I wasn’t the awkward pushover anymore, just like Weston wasn’t the obnoxious teenager anymore. Now, he was a powerful billionaire. Though he’s taller, sexier, bigger, I need to stay on my guard. I know men like Weston don’t really change. Or did he?

In a different life, under a different name, Razia Khan was raised to be the crown prince of Nizam, the most powerful kingdom in Daryastan. Born with the soul of a woman, she ran away at a young age to escape her father’s hatred and live life true to herself. Among the hijras of Bikampur, Razia finds sisterhood and discovers a new purpose in life. By day she’s one of her dera’s finest dancers and by night its most profitable thief. But when her latest target leads her to cross paths with Arjun Agnivansha, prince of Bikampur, it is she who has something stolen.