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I'm from a place where you eat or get eaten. Two gangs are at war, and I'm hungry for survival. Growing up in a broken town doesn't make you a good man. In fact, the North Shore of the Falls has made me merciless. I survive because I'm a good soldier for the North Shore Crew. I'm cool-headed, I never lose sight of my goals, and my only obsession is to wrench our town from the clutches of our sworn enemies, the Kings. Alexandra Delacroix is just a job. The plan is straightforward: charm her, uncover incriminating information about her senator father, and tip the balance of power in our favor.

The last of Thornton Wilder’s works published during his lifetime, Theophilus North is part autobiographical and part the imagined adventures of Wilder’s twin brother who died at birth. This edition features an updated afterword from Wilder’s nephew, Tappan Wilder, with illuminating...

From Sunday Times bestseller Anne O’Brien . . . To those around her she was a loyal subject. In her heart she was a traitor. 1399: England’s crown is under threat. King Richard II holds onto his power by an ever-weakening thread, with exiled Henry of Lancaster back to reclaim his place on...

This powerful novel from a bestselling and Pulitzer Prize winning author tells the story of a young woman's journey—both emotionally and physically—as she travels north to America. Nineteen-year-old Nayeli works at a taco shop in her Mexican village and dreams about her father, who journeyed...

He’s the popular jock everyone loves. Funny, gorgeous, and a flock of girls to choose from. But she’s the bullied and antisocial girl no one notices. She has no friends and she likes it that way - until he walks into her life. They shouldn’t be friends, they definitely shouldn’t be roommates, but that doesn’t stop him though. When friendship blooms into something more, she’s not sure if she should hold on or let go. She’s hiding things, secrets so dark, and deep. If he ever discovers them she is certain he won’t want her anymore.

For the last 10 years, he never stayed with a woman longer than it took to screw them. But then she walked in. Back then she was nothing but a little girl, but now she’s all grown up, with curves, and a smile that reminds him of everything he’s spent the last 10 years trying to forget. His attraction to her is instant, and wrong, on so many levels. He’ll do anything he can to stop it, even make her hate him if he has to.

Generations of Sassers have made moonshine in the Brushy Mountains of Wilkes County, North Carolina. Their history is recorded in a leather-bound journal that belongs to Jessie Sasser's daddy, but Jessie wants no part of it. As far as she's concerned, moonshine caused her mother's death a dozen years ago. Her father refuses to speak about her mama, or about the day she died. But Jessie has a gnawing hunger for the truth - one that compels her to seek comfort in food.

I'm not really good at making friends. That's simply a fact. I'm happy enough if I can just get through the school day, avoid eye contact with anything that breathes, and make it home where my family can continue ignoring my existence and I can play video games in peace. But then he crashes into my life like a tidal wave. The hot new senior at Spruce High. The bad boy everyone can't stop talking about.

My cheating ex has me swearing off men. Until Lewis comes along, stealing my breath and my good sense. I've never been one to lust after guys. But Lewis is six-and-a-half feet of rugged man, and he's...eye-catching. Sexy. And silently brooding in all the best ways. The more time I spend with him, the naughtier my thoughts are of us together, and he's not helping put a stop to it.

You know that old saying “opposites attract” - well, no one ever tells you what happens after the attraction part. Do opposites stick together forever? Or do they just self-combust? And then there’s the third option: Someone or something forces them apart. Look, the third option isn’t happening to us. I will end the bastard who thinks he can keep me from her. I only need to worry about one thing.... Epic, soul-crushing self-destruction. Because I screw up everything I touch. Even her.