Twelve strangers. An unbreakable contract.The first time I saw the secluded mountain-top villa, I thought it was beautiful.Then I met the powerful men who owned such a place. They forced me to bow down before I knew their names. Exposed me to their hungry eyes.I’m their prisoner for a year.This is all thanks to my dead father. He left me a massive diamond mine. Everyone here wants it… marrying me is the only way.12 months. Each one dedicated to a different gorgeous, wicked man to do as he pleases. And at the end they’ll fight over me in an auction.There’s no love here. No kindness.That’s what I tell myself so I can resist.Because if I thought for a second that one of these tempting strangers could fall for me, heart and soul, I’d lose the only power I have.If I fall in love…That’s when I’ll truly surrender.A Year of Surrender: Book 1

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    husband, her boyfriend's wife and a man in Mexico. All this before her twenty-fifth birthday.Sentenced to thirteen years in Mexican prison, she escaped and is still at large with an active murder warrant biting at her ass.This story has been featured on Unsolved Mysteries and Discovery I.D.'s Deadly Women series. (Episode-"Born Bad").

    The fear of losing my job is nothing like the fear of what could happen to the woman who is slowly working her way past my wall. For the first time in my life I can see how bent I am. Hannah: Reed was nothing like the monster that I had expected would now own me. Just as I'm starting to trust him I discover something I could never imagine. As he chips away at me I wonder how we will end? I’m so scared that all the pieces won’t get put back together. Will we ever be whole or are we destined to be forever bent? Bent is book Two of The Owned Series. It ends on a cliffhanger which will be answered in book 3. Don't let this deter you. This is one book you won't want to put down!

    She thought she didn't need a man, until one day a cameraman mistakes her for a swimsuit model and tries to have his way with her! And the man who calls himself Miyano is actually the #1 guy that Mahiro hates!?

    This is the memoir of Joan, who started nursing in the 1940s and whose experiences took her into the Yorkshire mining pits and through the tumult of the 1984-85 miners’ strike.Joan Hart always knew what she wanted to do with her life. Born in South Yorkshire in 1932, she started her nursing training when she was 16, the youngest age girls could do so at the time. She continued working after she married and her work took her to London and Doncaster, caring for children and miners.When she took a job as a pit nurse in Doncaster in 1974, she found that in order to be accepted by the men under her care, she would have to become one of them. Most of the time rejecting a traditional nurse’s uniform and donning a baggy miner’s suit, pit boots, a hardhat and a headlamp, Joan resolved always to go down to injured miners and bring them out of the pit herself.Over 15 years Joan grew to know the miners not only as a nurse, but as a confidante and friend. She tended to injured miners underground, rescued men trapped in the pits, and provided support for them and their families during the bitter miners’ strike which stretched from March 1984 to 1985.Moving and uplifting, this is a story of one woman’s life, marriage and work; it is guaranteed to make readers laugh, cry, and smile.

    Me? I accidentally send my hot-as-sin boss my topless photos. I don’t know how it happened. One minute, I’m taking photos in my mirror like some drunken model. Then somehow, I’ve sent them to Gabriel Carter, billionaire CEO and my total fantasy man. Even worse? He’s my boss, and I’m his intern. His virginal intern, whose fat thumbs apparently can’t be trusted around tequila. But when I try to quit my internship, Gabriel does the unthinkable: he tells me he wants to mentor me. I soon realize that mentor is actually code for kiss, touch, and screw. Gabriel wants me—awkward, virginal Kate McMurray! When I fantasized about signing for my boss’ package, I never expected to do it literally. Gabriel isn’t about to let me keep my V-card for long, and I surrender it just as I surrender my heart to him. I fall for my boss as quickly as those topless photos hit his inbox. Except that the course of true love never did run smooth. Will Gabriel and I find the path to true love? Or will my romance with him end at the bottom of a tequila bottle? This burning-up-the-sheets romance will get you hot, bothered, and swooning! No cheating, no cliffhangers, and most definitely an HEA are guaranteed.

    She's thrilled to be able to meet the band backstage, and when the guitarist takes her aside, the sparks that fly between them could light a bonfire...He's a lead guitarist who can't shake his inner demons.Julian Bremmer is a musician struggling with alcohol and his band's newfound success. Girls throw themselves at him because he's a rock star, but all of the attention doesn't stop him from feeling empty inside. When he meets Shannon, he can't help but wonder if she's just the next girl who wants him for his fame...Fate has thrown them together, but will the world pull them apart?From jealous bandmates to drunken brawls, from the sunny rock concerts in San Diego to the steamiest bedroom scenes in Paris, this collection brings together all of Shannon and Julian's stories!EXCERPT:Julian reached up and brushed a lock of red hair behind her ear. His fingers tickled slightly, and she winced."Shannon, there is nobody I'd rather be with than you. But you said yourself that this was an important semester."It was true. Shannon had a big photography project due to her advisor by the end of the semester, the beginning of her senior thesis to outline, and a ton of other stuff to get done. But now Julian was going to be in Europe on tour with Wilder Side, her roommate Brynn was leaving to go to an internship in Budapest. Shannon had never felt so alone in her life. So abandoned."I don't want you to go without me," she said, tears spilling over her dark red lashes. "I don't want to be apart.""We'll still be touring when you go on break," Julian said. "I'll buy you tickets to fly out then. It's not that long to wait.""It's long enough." Shannon knew Julian was right, but she didn't have to like it."Then we'll just have to make the most of our time before I leave." Julian kissed the side of her neck and slid one hand along the bottom edge of her skirt, sending a thrill of excitement down Shannon's body. God, he was incredibly sexy. She pretended to resist, leaning away as he moved to kiss her again."Oh, so it's like that, huh?" Julian teased. "Maybe," Shannon said. "Maybe I'll just have to tie you up and take you anyway I want," Julian said. A wide grin spread over his face. How could she be mad at him when he looked at her with such desire in his eyes?"Maybe," she said, wiggling happily as he clasped one arm tightly around her waist. "Fine, then," Julian said. He swept the suitcase to the floor with his free arm, sending her clothes flying everywhere."Julian!" "Shannon!"Shannon could only gasp as his strong arms picked her up and threw her bodily across the bed. She rolled to one side but he pinned her shoulders down with his hands. "Julian!""Sorry, you asked for it." He kissed her throat, tickling the base of her neck with his breath. Tremors ran through her body and she felt herself become instantly wet as he darted his tongue out to her skin. Oh god.Julian touched her like no other man had ever touched her before. His hands possessed her, claimed her, moved her in a way she hadn't even imagined could be possible. Even a light stroke of his fingers along her thigh sent her into a dizziness that took her a half hour to overcome. And now he was moving his mouth along her collarbone, his teeth gently biting down on her skin, then retreating. It was too much for her body to handle."Julian, please," she said. "That's a good girl," he whispered in her ear.

    After the death of her father, Helen put herself in a position to take care of her mother, whose constant dependency forces Helen with little time for herself. When she must turn down the job of her dreams with Bevan-Jones Real Estate, she begins to believe she will spend her entire life denying herself the joys of a career and love life.The billionaire real estate magnate, Adam Bevan-Jones, is the definition of an alpha male. He knows what makes people tick and uses that to his advantage. When the perfect candidate for his manager position rejects his job offer, he's caught off guard. He doesn't select his candidates lightly and after watching Helen from afar, he realizes that he wants to make her his...How will Helen react when she hears Adam's proposal?

    

    So when she runs into him in New York City on business, they both see this as an opportunity to explore their undeniable attraction. But can a whirlwind of passion turn into long-lasting love?

    They are first- generation Americans, citizens of other nations, and lifelong New Yorkers. But they all share one thing: They honor their loved ones by living their lives with purpose, and a promise to never forget.These courageous family members share their grief and loss-and hope- speaking in their own words, with love, courage, and strength enough to inspire us all.

    He needs a mate to lead a pack. What could possibly go wrong? For the past two years Addison has been working as investigative journalist in Seattle. Addicted to her work, Addison doesn’t have time for anything like love. It’s all okay, though, as no man has ever been impressive enough to catch her eye. Well, not until she comes across Flint, the growling, brooding, scorching hot heartthrob of a man who’s contracted to build her new island home off the northwest coast in Washington.Flint is the alpha of a pack of wolf shifters living on Silverwood Island. Between juggling his daily job as a contractor and his duties as alpha, he worries he might never find the perfect mate, a pressure that becomes a burning desire. But once Addison crosses his sight that worry extinguishes for good, and now he hopes to earn her trust before she sees the wild wolf inside.As things quickly get steamy between Flint and Addison, a big grizzly threatens to tear apart the new life Addison and Flint are forging together. But neither are ready to just give up the fight, and when the bear comes within inches of Addison’s life, the wolf inside will come out to protect the one he loves.Note: Adults Only!

    The chafing restrictions of a typical upbringing in upper-class, small town Alabama simply did not apply to Zelda, who was described as an unusual child and permitted to roam the streets with little supervision. Zelda refused to blossom into a typical 'Southern belle' on anyone's terms but her own and while still in high school enjoyed the status of a local celebrity for her shocking behavior. Everybody in town knew the name Zelda Sayre. Queen of the Montgomery social scene, Zelda had a different beau ready and willing to show her a good time for every day of the week. Before meeting F. Scott Fitzgerald, Zelda's life was a constant pursuit of pleasure. With little thought for the future and no responsibilities to speak of, Zelda committed herself fully to the mantra that accompanied her photo in her high school graduation book: "Why should all life be work, when we all can borrow. Let's think only of today, and not worry about tomorrow." But for now Zelda was still in rehearsal for her real life to begin, a life she was sure would be absolutely extraordinary. Zelda Sayre married F. Scott Fitzgerald on the 3rd of April 1920 and left sleepy Montgomery behind in order to dive headfirst into the shimmering, glamourous life of a New York socialite. With the publication of Scott's first novel, This Side of Paradise, Zelda found herself thrust into the limelight as the very epitome of the Flapper lifestyle. Concerned chiefly with fashion, wild parties and flouting social expectations, Zelda and Scott became icons of the Jazz Age, the personification of beauty and success. What Zelda and Scott shared was a romantic sense of self-importance that assured them that their life of carefree leisure and excess was the only life really worth living. Deeply in love, the Fitzgeralds were like to sides of the same coin, each reflecting the very best and worst of each other. While the world fell in love with the image of the Fitzgeralds they saw on the cover of magazines, behind the scenes the Fitzgerald's marriage could not withstand the tension of their creative arrangement. Zelda was Scott's muse and he mercilessly mined the events of their life for material for his books. Scott claimed Zelda's memories, things she said, experiences she had and even passages from her diary as his possessions and used them to form the basis of his fictional works. Zelda had a child but the domestic sphere offered no comfort or purpose for her. The Flapper lifestyle was not simply a phase she lived through, it formed the very basis of her character and once the parties grew dull, the Fitzgeralds' drinking became destructive and Zelda's beauty began to fade, the world held little allure for her. Zelda sought reprieve in work and tried to build a career as a ballet dancer. When that didn't work out she turned to writing but was forbidden by Scott from using her own life as material. Convinced that she would never leave her mark on the world as deeply or expressively as Scott had, Zelda retreated into herself and withdrew from the people she knew in happier times. The later years of Zelda's life were marred by her detachment from reality as, diagnosed with schizophrenia, Zelda spent the last eighteen years of her life living in and out of psychiatric hospitals. As Scott's life unraveled due to alcohol abuse, Zelda looked back on the years they had spent together, young and wild and beautiful, as the best of her life. She may have been right but she was wrong about one thing, Zelda did leave her mark on the world and it was a deep and expressive mark that no one could have left but her. Zelda Fitzgerald: The Biography

    Here's to the plane you missed,the tickets ripped away,and the lands left unexplored.Here's to the boxes left unopened,the keys thrown away,and the treasures left untouched.Here's to the 2 AM thoughts,the song of what ifs,and the chances I missed.