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Three years. Three years at the Omega Center, learning everything I need to learn, becoming the omega that they say we're supposed to be. You know what else they say? That we'll find our pack, our alphas, while here. There hasn't been an omega yet that's walked through those doors and not walked out ready to bond with their intended packs and alphas. The exception being me. I haven't found my pack. On my last night at the Center, however, I catch a scent that nearly drives me crazy. I found them there. Syn and Kian. And that scent around them that makes my knees weak?

I wasn’t always a goddess, you see. My only real power was my beauty – you’ll have heard. It’s legendary. But that was never going to be enough for me. It took a web of lies to convince the gods of Olympus I was one of them. But I did. I was that good. Zeus gave me a title and riches and loved me. And all he wanted in return was for me to love him back. But of course, Zeus was a tyrant. (Not entirely surprising when you’re ninety per cent insecurities and ten per cent raw power.) I couldn’t live at someone’s mercy. Really, I had no choice. I had to take on the mightiest Olympian of all.

In Locked Inside, Abigayle Roland—a psychologist renowned for her composure—is thrust into a nightmare when her latest patient, Deon Knight, arrives at the mental hospital. A man of unnerving charm and malevolence, Deon is accused of crimes too heinous to comprehend. But as their sessions progress, Abigayle finds herself ensnared in his magnetic darkness, her professional detachment crumbling under his relentless provocations.

Mia Cantrell is happy to be rid of her lying, cheating ex-husband. With her divorce final, Mia is moving on, grasping the reins of life once more. She's learning to deal with the shattered remains while putting one foot in front of the other, taking control of her own decisions, and ultimately living one day at a time. Too bad the universe has put a hiccup or two in her carefully plotted plan.

The hunt is what we all crave. Some of us are prey while others are predators. My name is Bree Walker. He calls me little mouse. His name is Mikhail Smirnov. The man without a face. People see him as nothing but a ruthless monster but in him I find salvation. You see I need the beast in him to feel, without it I am simply the walking dead. Let the hunt begin.

Like our Valentine is a philanthropist who spent most of his life and fortune solving our country’s problems. Keeping 90 percent of our current Constitution, foundations, rights, and freedoms intact, his new constitution adds solutions to modern problems not solved by our 240 year old Constitution, like control over our politicians, government and treasury for the price of a large campaign contribution and/or job after office. Even your wish list candidates support special interests over yours.