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1812. In Bath and London, Jane Austen's characters are attending balls, and the Bridgerton family are making waves in Regency high society. But these are the grimy streets of Liverpool: a city where the extreme wealth of international commerce meets brothels and brawls, smugglers and secrecy; where both high and low society operate amidst revolutionary rumblings from France and the shadow of the recently abolished slave trade.

One wild night gave me more than just regrets. Six years ago, I walked away from Igor Sokolov—New York’s most dangerous Bratva prince—and vowed never to look back. Or so I thought. Now, he’s found me. And worse, he’s discovered my biggest secret: our daughter. Igor doesn’t ask. He takes. With ruthless determination, he drags us back to New York, claiming it’s the only way to keep us safe. Safe from his enemies, maybe. But not from him. He’s possessive, demanding, and dangerously irresistible. And he’s made one thing crystal clear: I’m his.

It's just another Tuesday with Mercury in retrograde. Cue Nikolai Volkov. A devil in Armani with a body built for sin. Protective. Ruthless. Magnetic. Oh, and did I mention he's hot enough to melt Siberia? I should despise him for stealing my freedom. Instead, I'm playing house with the beast and melting every time he growls 'mine’. But as it turns out, this good girl has a knack for taming monsters.

Yakov Gagarin was Bratva royalty. A ruthless tactician. A man built to destroy. Until the day it all went wrong—and the syndicate locked him in a cage. Dr. Mila Agapova is the one assigned to fix him. But Yakov doesn’t want fixing. He wants her. Sharp-tongued, unshakable, utterly off-limits—She’s everything he shouldn’t touch. But obsession doesn’t care about boundaries. And Yakov has never been a man who plays by the rules.

In the ruthless world of Boston's Irish mafia, I shield the Callahan legacy, no matter the cost. Now my brother has tasked me with ruining Ruby Marquez, the prosecutor running for District Attorney. She’s clean, untouchable, and a threat we can’t afford. But Ruby isn’t just any enemy. She’s the one I can’t forget—I shouldn't have touched her years ago. If Tristan uncovers my past with her, I'm as good as dead. I know she's hiding something, though. Something that could destroy everything. And God help me, I might torch everything for her—and torch us both in the process.

Panicked by his own mortality, despondent over his many failings as a writer and a man, Dunne leaves his wife and their three-year old child for the solitude of a crummy apartment off the Vegas Strip. There he plans to write an account of the city as he finds it; the book he ends up writing is "a fiction which recalls time both real and imagined."

A prophetic lost classic from interwar Germany, following a group of Berliners navigating economic turmoil and the rise of fascism, now translated into English for the first time Berlin in the 1920s is the largest city in Europe, a cultural mecca, and a political mess: a hedonistic Babylon...

I used her body like an altar. Now she’s here for confession. I left my past behind. Then she walked into my church. Once, I was Bane Blackwolf—heir to a legacy of blood and sin. A monster in the making. Instead, I chose the cloth over the crown, buried my name, and became Father Blackwood. For years, I was in control of my darker nature. Until her. Moira. The woman with a sinner’s mouth and a body made for worship. The woman who doesn’t know it was me behind the mask that night—me who had her on her knees, begging.

Immerse yourself in contemporary Melbourne, the beautiful bay, magnificent parks and the diversity of people. Real people, gentle people and not so gentle people.

Set against the luminous grit of Seattle’s neighborhoods and the raw beauty of the Pacific Northwest, The Man Who Fell in the Dark is a story of hard-won redemption, the capacity for change, and the families we find or make anew. For anyone who’s wondered whether grace can arrive through tragedy, Dylan’s journey offers an unforgettable answer.

How do I tell the man I’ve fallen for that I’ve been living a double life? Well … I don’t. I let him find out in the most scandalous and brutal way possible. Then I pick up the pieces, mend the bridges, heal the wounds. I use everything I have to get the life I want. The life I could only dream of. And then I get to know the real person behind the brilliant smiles, the forever promises, and the steamy nights … until his past finally catches up with him.