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In this poignant new series, Patricia Johns introduces an Amish family striving to reclaim the promise of love, marriage, and community after a shocking change in circumstance. Her sensitive storytelling and realistically flawed, yet endearing characters bring depth and heart to this tender story about faith and second chances, as a young man and woman. The Amish residents of Bountiful, Pennsylvania, are stunned when preacher Abe Yoder is imprisoned for fraud. For Abe's son, Isaiah, the news cuts doubly deep. His daet's misdeeds have cost Isaiah his family's land and their good name. To support his sisters, he takes a job in the Glick family's book-binding shop, though it means working alongside a woman who has every reason to resent him. Yet, his attraction to Bethany Glick's beauty and warmth is undimmed... Isaiah's daet's actions helped drive Bethany's fiancé to the Englischer world, and cost her own father his savings. Their shop is in need of Isaiah's brawn and skill, but if she's to start over after heartbreak, she needs a man she can trust. Not a Yoder. But Isaiah isn't giving up so easily. And when Bethany faces a dilemma, there may be a way for each to find not just redemption, but a joyful new love...

A Fairy Princess with no power is married off to the enemy who she believes killed her brother. But when her new husband offers to help her unlock her magic, she must make a choice between love and revenge… Who ever heard of a fairy princess with no magic? Well, that happens to be my fate. I am Alira Shiningstar of the Royal house of the Seelie Court. I am descended from a long line of powerful Fae, and yet I have no power of my own. I might be forgiven for having no magic, but I have no beauty, either. I am curvy where I should be thin and my hair is dark instead of blonde. I do not look like the other Fae maidens…so why is it that Liath Blackthorn, the Prince of our sworn enemy, the Unseelie Court, wishes to marry me? Liath doesn’t look like a proper Fae either—he is tall and beastly with curving horns and blazing bronze eyes. He tells me that I do have magic—that it is buried inside me. And only he can bring it out. But the things he wants to do to unlock my hidden power leave me hot and trembling. Surely it isn’t right to do such things, even with one’s husband…is it? I don’t know if it is or not—I only know that the touch of my new husband’s hands on my body makes me quiver with need. And inside me I feel a force growing…a shadow that is bigger than both of us. What happens next? You’ll have to read this Enemies to Lovers, He Falls First, Praise K*nk, Who Did This To You, Sex Magic, Dark Fantasy Romance to find out! Author's Spice note--this one gets spicy. Don't say I didn't warn you. : )

There is no way to really start this story. My story really has no beginning and no ending. It's like I was plucked from non-existence and dropped smack dab into the worst possible nightmare. I am not sure if I ever felt a moment of comfort or love from my parents, my sister I have, but from the ones that created me I don’t think I did. When you go your entire life not feeling the shelter of a parents love, I think even if for only a second if it was present it would be unforgettable, even to an infant. I cannot move forward without going back. I do not want to go back. I am scared of very few things in this world, but my past is something to bring on the cold sweats and break me into a ball of rage and pain. The trapdoors I call them, the ones containing all of the fury and pain, they need to be broken open. I have fought against it for too long and now I face my own death or my own redemption. I face the fact she will never be back and I accept the moment I broke. That’s one of the many doors I fear opening. Doors that are closed and locked and barricaded in for a reason. What I share with you, will make your skin crawl, and sadly I haven’t even scratched the surface. My name is Noah Beckett, and this is my story. There will be moments I disgust you, I will undoubtedly break your heart. I am a master of making ugly even worse but I can bring out beauty in the worst of all things. I do not judge, I would have answered to a bullet a long time ago if I did. You may not like my choices or the things I say and the way I live, but you will respect it because I have earned it.

In this book I have described the struggles of my college life. I decided to write this book when due to lack of friends I did not get to know about the final semester exams of the university and missed my exams. After many struggles, I gave the final semester exams and wrote my college experiences in this book.

Felicity Amee Taylor loved Massimo De Luca, the future Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, from the moment she didn't even know the meaning of love. So, when he asked her to marry him, She didn’t think twice before saying yes. Only to realize that Massimo wanted just a perfect Luna for his pack, nothing more than that. She did what Massimo expected of her in the hope of him falling in love with her someday. But her hope was shattered like pieces of glass when Massimo found his fated mate. "Thank you for being an amazing Luna, Amee, and handling my pack. Now, it's time to step down from your position and also to reject each other." Soon, Massimo realized the value of Felicity only after losing it. Before he could undo the mistake that he had made, she disappeared from his life like thin air. * Years later, their paths accidentally crossed. "Please give me a chance, Amee." "Why? So that you can toss me again by saying ‘Thank you." She asked coldly.

Steven Wilder had fallen for the bat-wielding temptress in more ways than just hitting the floor… he wanted to keep her. Finding out she was promised to the mob gave him the reason he needed to kidnap her and make her his mate… for her own protection, of course.<br><br>Everyone says there are two paths in life, but for Jewel Scott it looked like both of them were very dangerous. One led toward Anthony, a murdering psychopathic Werewolf who was also the head of the city mob and her fiancé… against her will. The other road led toward Steven, a Werecougar whom she had knocked out with a baseball bat on their first meeting. He retaliated by kidnapping her and making her his mate. Steven Wilder had fallen for the bat-wielding temptress in more ways than just hitting the floor… he wanted to keep her. Finding out she was promised to the mob gave him the reason he needed to kidnap her and make her his mate… for her own protection, of course. Anthony Valachi had become obsessed with Jewel when she was no more than a child and, under mob rule, he’d gained control of his bride to be. If anyone thought they could steal her away from him they were wrong… dead wrong.

My husband has always been dangerous. But I never thought he was a killer. One phone message changes everything. The cult where I spent fifteen years of my life is preparing for the unthinkable. My son has returned to the fold. I must find him before it is too late. But it’s not just his life that’s at stake – it’s the entire congregation of Garden Temple. thought I was destined to be a sister-wife and mother, but turns out, I am so much more. I am a woman who must stop my husband’s madness before he does something irreversible. I must stop him before it’s too late. This is book three in a new suspense series.

He betrayed them all. Is he truly back to make amends? Wendy Markham. Gentle. Compassionate. Loyal. Step-mother to five headstrong children, long-time partner of the cantankerous ex-President of the Black Shamrocks MC, and the woman everyone turns to in a crisis. Patrick “Beast” O’Brien. Brutal. Merciless. Duplicitous. A father in name only, traitor to his own Club, and a man living on borrowed time. He’s broken all of the rules, hurt the one’s closest to him, and then run away like a coward. She’s been left behind to clean up his mess. Pouring every ounce of energy into their abandoned children, the last thing Wendy needs is for her own health to fail. Facing the battle of a lifetime and determined to protect everyone from the fallout, she forges ahead alone. In the meantime, Beast’s found that putting your ego above your family makes for a lonely life. When he discovers Wendy’s secret, will he learn the true value of what he threw away and find the capacity to commence CONQUERING CIRCUMSTANCES? WARNING: This story contains triggering content and is not suitable for all readers. Conquering Circumstances is a novella in the International Bestselling Black Shamrocks MC Series. If you enjoy gritty, authentic, and sexy MC reads, then you’ll love Kylie Hillman’s unique take on MC romance. Continue the epic ride today!

Roxanne's fiancé was suddenly snatched by her stepsister. Bound by familial obligations and in order to reclaim her late mother's shopping center, Roxanne agreed to replace her stepsister and marry the "Crippled" billionaire, Henry Ford. Little did she know that she had thrown a rock and picked a diamond instead. Henry Ford, the crippled billionaire, was more than meets the eye! For Roxanne, the grass was indeed greener on Henry Ford's side. … "Make me yours, Henry." Roxanne said, her eyes pleading. "Roxy, are you certain? Once I make you mine, there's no turning back." Henry's eyes darkened as he got closer to her. "Is this what you really want?" "You don't want me?" Henry grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his lap, "I've wanted you from the very first day I laid my eyes on you." Roxanne's heart skipped a beat as she felt the intensity of his grip. She could sense the raw desire in his touch, and it sent delicious shivers down her spine. "Then prove it." she whispered breathlessly.

**A Standalone Romantic Comedy ** Everything in life was going perfectly, but then my luck expired. It all started when I got a new job, which came with a new guy. That’s when I managed to cause an unforeseeable disaster, which took down an entire company in less than a week. The new job, the new guy and a big mouth led to another giant mistake. Then, one more for good measure. Flash forward a couple of weeks, and ... I’ve got milk ... because I’m dating the milkman, and yes, milk did his body good. Not only do milkmen still exist, but I’ve come to learn that some women hire a milkman to deliver more than just milk. I’m not the sharing type, but I also don’t like to cry over spilled—you get my point. So, I can either have a cow or search for greener pastures. Depending on my decision, though, I need to ask myself if I’m prepared to tell my future children that their father is, in fact, the milkman.