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The first time Avery Flynn saw Derek Roberts, she was photographing him for the first annual Kilgore Police Department SWAT calendar. He was leaned back in his squad car, shirtless, and giving her a smile that was completely between them. A smile that hinted at what he wanted to do to her later. When she scrounges up the courage to ask him out after the photoshoot, he laughs in her face. Well, screw you, too, Mr. February.

One way or another, all men pay for their crimes. Some do their time locked in a cage, while others meet their due karma without a judge or a jury. My debt to society is almost paid, and soon I'll be free to get my son the justice he deserves. Justice he wouldn't be due if only I had done my job as his father and protected him. There's just one hitch, and her name is Charlotte.

Brian Timilty is running for mayor on an anti-superhero ticket, and the amazing Spider-Man is his biggest target. But Timilty is secretly the pawn of Tyler Stewart, a wealthy businessman seeking to take over New York's mobs. To ensure his success, Stewart hires two of Spider-Man's deadliest foes, Electro and the Rhino, and executes a plan guaranteed to keep the wall-crawler from interfering with his grand designs: He frames Spider-Man for a grisly murder! Forced into hiding, Spider-Man must find a way to clear his name without being shot on sight, for he is wanted dead or alive.

An investigation into a simple cellular-phone fraud leads both Peter Parker and his alter-ego, the Amazing Spider-Man, to a fiendish plot: using unique counterfeiting equipment and a devastatingly large stock-pile of bombs, someone plans to destabilize the world's economy and destroy several major cities. The mysterious corporation CCRC is involved in this plan - and they have caused trouble in the past for Spider-Man and for the alien symbiote Venom, who has sworn to kill Spidey. 

For Boruin, the past is simply dark. There is a ribbon of runes that turns across his body. He cannot read them, but they hold strange magics, too dangerous to use unknown. There is nothing in his mind before waking on the Nefazo Trade Highway 30 years past. The woman standing above him on the deserted road offers her own mysteries. Wraethe is moon-driven, awake under Diun’s shine and dead to the world during the day. Her temper and lust for blood often places her near the edge of chaos and mindless rage.

After Cade King cost me everything, I vowed I’d never fall for him again - even if he became rich and megafamous. Go figure. Now Cade is back with his billion-dollar company...and his ability to radiate attraction like a tempting Wi-Fi hotspot. Not to mention his tendency to have worse impulse control than a chimpanzee. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it a little when I arrested him for disorderly conduct. Unfortunately, I think Cade liked it a little too. So when he asks for my help, I know exactly what I should say. But something’s fried the circuits in my brain.

Homer Carnegie. Admit it - you know my name. Your kid's got my e-trading card. Your husband sits up straighter when I stroll onto the TV screen. He knows I'm going to crack the bat and save the day. It's not my fault women line up at the door. Believe me, everybody wins. At least they did - until the video. The only folks who didn't watch with eager eyes? Red Sox management. They want me benched, or worse, shipped off to rehab. It's a long story, what happens next. How I end up on a boat, bound for the world's most remote island....

Seven years ago, my best friends and I made a promise: No matter what, we would never date one of the King brothers. Even if they grew up to become megafamous, gorgeous, heart-stopping billionaires. Even if they crawled on their knees and begged for forgiveness. But guess who just flew back into our lives in a private jet? And guess who just showed up to my job on my first day? Richard. King. Fortunately, it takes two seconds for Richard to reveal he hasn’t changed. Conceited. Cocky. Rude. Unfortunately, he’s also the kind of gorgeous that’s borderline offensive.

Seven years ago, I swore I'd never date Nick King. Ever. Now I'm supposed to work under him - and no, despite the way he glares like he wants to strip me bare, I mean he'll be my boss. But what better way to prove I'm really over him, right? I was a nerdy overachiever in high school, and Nick was my hopeless crush. I even laminated a note he passed to me; granted, I had a thing for laminators, but that's beside the point. Now, my only shot at getting my life back on track is to crawl to him on my knees and pray I nail the interview.

Lance Parker is an arrogant know-it-all. As author of the best-selling book Your Soulmate Doesn't Exist, he says love is for losers. Madam Love is a fortune teller and matchmaker who has brought hundreds of couples together. When the two clash during a radio interview, she admits even someone as irritating and impossible as Lance has a soulmate. He says she's delirious and a fraud. Then the gauntlet is laid down: Madam Love has two weeks to prove Lance wrong and find him a soulmate. 

Amy Weaver is tired of her dad meddling in her love life. Fed up, she hires an actor to play the part of her fake cowboy fiance when she goes home for her grandpa's 90th birthday. Sure, Luke Jenkins has got looks, charm, and muscular legs, but this is business, pure and simple. Things are fine and dandy until she finds out he's a real cowboy, not an actor. Now, she's stuck between a rock and his chiseled jawline, falling faster than a sack of horseshoes. How the heck is Amy supposed to ignore the sparks between them and stick to her rule of not dating cowboys? All bets are off. 

Brayden and I have everything going against us. There was a time when we were madly in love. Our laughter still echoes in my ears. They say marriage is built on trust. They said love is the foundation. I wonder if we have either of those now. And what's worse? I've been diagnosed with a life-threatening illness. Divorce or death. I have no clue what comes first. But they both feel the same. Brayden still has my heart. And I have a feeling that he wants to keep it.

Everything about Dylan melts me. He's more than that ripped chest, those strong arms. The best thing about him is his daughter, the daughter that I babysit. He shares Maisie with his ex-wife. But I see the concern in his eyes. He wants his daughter to be loved, to be safe, and he needs my help. A fake marriage with me would win him the custody battle. The only hiccup? I let him take my V-card and get me pregnant. I shouldn't have kept it a secret.

I'd always found Irish men to be irresistible. And Devin? He's the hottest one of them all. I had my chance with him. Heck, I even have a baby with him. A four-year-old boy. My only secret. I lost my V-card to Devin on St. Patrick's night four years ago. My biggest mistake was thinking that I could trust him. Hot men like him are trouble. Besides, he made it clear to me that he hates kids. Hates. Fast-forward to when he meets our little boy. A meeting that I tried my hardest to avoid. I might have expected them to get along but...best buddies?  

 Teen Spirit offers a novel and provocative perspective on how we came to be living in an age of political immaturity and social turmoil. Award-winning author Paul Howe argues it's because a teenage mentality has slowly gripped the adult world. 

Thelma Foy, a jeweler with the Second Sight in iron-bedecked 1890s New Orleans, wasn't expecting to be caught in a faery conflict. Tam can see through the glamours faeries wear to hide themselves from mortals, but if her secret were revealed, the fey would steal her eyes, her life, or her freedom. So, Tam doesn't respond when they trail thorn-crusted fingertips through her hair at the French Market or when the Dark King sings along with her in the bayou. But when the Dark King, Irial, rescues her, Tam must confront everything she thought she knew about faeries, men, and love.  

When Mera Maurea goes to Lunor Insul to investigate the Night King's murder, she knows bringing her partner Sebastian Dhay is a mistake, mostly because he's the victim's freaking son. Things would be a lot easier if Bast's relationship with his four brothers wasn't so...explosive. As the culprit keeps attacking the Night Court, Mera and Bast will have to catch him before all remaining Dhays are dead. Everything is connected, and solving this case might just bring Mera closer to Poseidon.

They're called one-night stands for a reason. If you're lucky, there's a lot of mind-blowing sex and then you never have to see or speak to the person again. It's fun and uncomplicated. In my case, Bash hightailed it to the airport the next morning, so I definitely never expected to run into the former prospect for the Charon MC again. But when his mother passed, he dragged his pipes all the way from Texas to New York, and now he's crashing at the Satan's Knights clubhouse. Which also happens to be where I work and the scene of our one-night crime.

As the 2020 presidential campaign begins to take shape, there is widespread distrust of the fairness and accuracy of American elections. In this timely and accessible book, Richard L. Hasen uses riveting stories illustrating four factors increasing the mistrust. Voter suppression has escalated as a Republican tool aimed to depress turnout of likely Democratic voters, fueling suspicion. Pockets of incompetence in election administration, often in large cities controlled by Democrats, have created an opening to claims of unfairness.

'Twas the week before Christmas and all through Summersweet, Tess Powell was annoyed and wanted to retreat. With a BIC in her hand and a frown on her face, everyone knew she needed a break from this place. Wanting the holiday to be nothing but the best, Bodhi took his girlfriend to the mountains to rest. While visions of fire happily danced in Tess' head, soon she would see she had everything to dread. Crying kids, singing hippos, and a stalker with a van definitely weren't part of Bodhi's evacuation plan.