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Vazkor, who assumed the name of the warrior father he had never known, seeks his mother, a survivor of the hated Old Race known as the White Witch. He has sworn to kill her, to avenge his father and all the humans who had suffered at the hands of the Old Race. But as he searches, his own...

Welcome to the Nightside. For those foolish enough to seek it out, it's a literal tourist trap, populated by beings, human and otherwise, who have never seen the sun rise. A place where your dreams can come true—as long as your nightmares don't get you first.

Clean-living, wholesome, and with a constant smile plastered on her pretty face, Dee Jones is my antithesis. She's also what I'm told I need to polish my somewhat tarnished image—apparently being papped getting friendly with a fellow holiday maker on a sun lounger after your ex does a kiss-and-tell with the media isn't exactly what Manchester Athletic deems great publicity for their bad boy midfielder. A repair job is needed, and the club is hoping that the super shiny star player for the women's team can transfer some of her good-girl sunshine stardust on to me.

As MI5 Director of Counterterrorism and lead culler to the crown, Gray Raoul knows this latest killer’s MO is something different. There is something unique with how he culls them. It makes the newcomer’s private signature mark towards other killers simple: I own you.

Ex-detective Ray Flowers thinks that all he has to worry about is his overgrown honeysuckle until an unexpected phone call shatters his complacence. The drug supplier known as Angel Eyes is back on the streets. They called him Angel Eyes, after the insignia he left behind at every crime scene. A pair of innocent blue eyes on a shred of paper. Angel Eyes vanished without a trace. But the lives he destroyed are still in ruins.

It is difficult to imagine a more heinous crime than the sexual abuse of children. Yet, terrifyingly, a new case of child sexual abuse is reported every seven minutes. In response to this crisis, self-appointed groups of citizens are fashioning themselves as "pedophile hunters." Operating outside the law, these groups use social media to bait and expose those seeking to engage children sexually, both on- and offline. Their work has been remarkably effective, but at what cost?

At nineteen, Savannah Dean escaped her family, leaving behind a note and the people who caused her so much pain. At nineteen, Kent Lawson's girlfriend betrayed him, leaving him behind with a broken heart and a whole lot of mistrust in women. When Savannah and Kent meet, they can't stand each other. Kent knows she's hiding something, and he despises liars. And Savannah has nothing but secrets.

Before Owen Deathstalker, there was the Twilight of the Empire . . . Mistworld. The day would come when it would be a key world in Owen Deathstalker's Rebellion. Now, it's as it's always been, a world on the edge of the Empire, a lawless one, shielded from the outside by powerful ESPers. A world where Leon Vertue can run his body bank, where a burglar like Cat has more to fear from other thieves than the Empress' justice, a world where Investigator Topaz is determined to make her mark.

At the age of seven, in a London workhouse, newly orphaned James meets ten-year-old Peter. Mysterious, mercurial, thoughtless to the point of cruelty, Peter nonetheless takes a liking to James. The two forge a strange friendship, bound together by their shared love of stories—stories of a magical island called Neverland, where they adventure as the pirate James Hook and the child-king Peter Pan. But one fateful night, Peter vanishes from his bed, and in the morning, James is found lying alone and broken in the courtyard outside.

Imagine if you could craft anything your mind conjures up: heated winter boots that tie their own laces, castle gates that open only to your voice, and self-filling coffee mugs that rarely go empty. Intrigued? Then visit the sunlit village of Sunhampton, a haven of cobbled lanes, aromatic coffee houses, and little stores where something will always catch your eye. Once there, take a sip of your spiced tea, savor a cinnamon pastry, and follow Lewis as he strives to become the best crafter in town.

Banished gangster Benito Martell is living on the edge. An explosive hook-up in a club gifts him the relief he craves, but nothing about his life is ever so simple. Complications abound, and before long, he’s falling for the only man who can save his family from eviction. Recovering addict Mickey Larwood has worked hard to leave his past behind. He can’t look back, not even for the beautiful Benito, the last soul on Earth he expected to steal his heart - a soul who’s knee-deep in the underworld Mickey has run hundreds of miles to escape.

In the Nightside—that hidden area in the middle of London where time stands still at three A.M. and the sun won't rise to refute it—nightmares go walking in borrowed flesh, and not everything that looks back at you with human eyes is really human. I'm John Taylor, a PI with a knack for finding things, helping those the Nightside has chewed up and is about to spit out. All things considered, my life lately had been bright, even in this shadowy place.

Lewis is no longer a mere apprentice. Through hard work, failures, and triumphs, he has risen in the artificery ranks, but his journey is only just beginning. When a familiar face returns from his past and asks him to create a mysterious item, he knows his talents are going to be stretched thin.

Dunkirk, the Battle of Britain, the Channel Dash, North Africa, Sicily, Dieppe, D-Day, and the fight against the V1 menace—Group Captain Bobby Oxspring saw action in many of the most famous battles of the Second World War. His memoir, Spitfire Command, is a remarkable account of life as one of The Few, charting his journey through the war, flying all marks of the Spitfire—from the Mk I to the Mk XIV—right through to when he ended operational duty just a week before the war ended.

I love my job as a sales assistant at the prestigious Sutherland's Department Store, even if it will never make me rich. There's something to be said for earning an honest living and bringing a little joy to the customers I meet. However, when I'm tasked with training the new guy, I begin to wonder what I've let myself in for. He's big, burly, and all kinds of irresistible. He's my work colleague and years older than me, but my racing heart and quivering body haven't got the "don't mix business with pleasure" memo. Can I risk my hard-won independence for a man who should be off-limits?

Alvis Bowman, the super genius who created AI humanoids and started WW3, is now free and after the only thing I care about. My family. He will stop at nothing to take away the woman I love and will destroy everything in his path to make sure that happens. With only a small crew of men to call my own, I must stand up to the very man who brought Earth to its knees. The very man who was only defeated because Earth rallied together. Now, I must do the same, with nothing but a single ship and my wits and courage.

Eliza flees her parent's political machinations only to stumble into another world and the arms of a man named Finn, who declares her the next Alice. Finn, nicknamed the White Rabbit for the form he can shift into, was sent to find the new Alice and bring her to court, for only she can declare whether Red or White reigns. Not to mention he'll lose his head if he fails. For Eliza to get home and Finn to survive, they'll have to navigate two treacherous courts and their growing feelings for one another, while trying to unravel the curse that forces the Carroll women to journey to Wonderland.

Will Barter’s been in love with his best mate, Jack, for as long as he can remember. They’ve shared everything: love, life, laughs, even Will’s first kiss. But Jack’s straight, and Will’s long-buried infatuation means nothing until their last summer together draws to a close. Then one night, everything changes, but with Will bound for university in Leeds and Jack for his dream DJ job in Ibiza, there’s no time to explore their blurred lines.

It's three in the morning, and we're in her bed. My body throbs from his mouth on me, my blood still whooshing in my ears. I want to make him feel like this, so I can drown in it. So I can drown in him. Goddamn, I want to suffocate in every fiber of Locke Halliwell with the woman I love at my side. He has me fragile already. She has me in pieces at her feet. And man alive, I wish that was all I had to worry about. But this life. It's vicious. It's deadly. And if I can't protect every soul I've ever loved from the past, the future is already in ashes at my feet.

I worried we'd ruin it all by crossing the line from friends to lovers, but kissing Jake feels as natural as breathing. I thought we'd have forever. I thought we could take our time. I couldn't have been more wrong.