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Brought to you by Penguin. Taryn Cornick believes her sister Bea was deliberately run down and killed. She believes it so hard she allows a man called the Muleskinner to exact the justice Bea was denied. An eye for an eye. Which is when Taryn's problems really begin. Because the police suspect...

One summer night in 1808, Sobran Jodeau sets out to drown his love sorrows in his family's vineyard when he stumbles on an angel. Once he gets over his shock, Sobran decides that Xas, the male angel, is his guardian sent to counsel him on everything from marriage to wine production. But Xas turns out to be a far more mysterious character.

Protecting Everly meant putting myself in Kraken's war path, but I couldn't care less. The only thing he asked of us was to stay away from her, to let her have a normal life . . . but how could I do that when I knew the man she was fooling around with? He was no good for her, and I knew his track record. He would ruin Everly like he ruined every woman before her, and I wasn't going to let it happen. It didn't matter that the club was going through hell, that we were in the middle of the biggest battle we'd had in ages.

I was minding my business drinking when the boys when I decided to take a smoke break and saw the unthinkable—a man had his hand wrapped around Astrid's neck. She wasn't just the VP's daughter in my eyes. She was the kind of woman who should have a man worship her, in all her curvaceous glory. I wasted no time teaching that sorry son of a bi*** a lesson. That was the moment I knew she was mine, even if I knew there would be issues with her father.

Everyone makes mistakes in life, and mine was letting "the one" go. We wanted different things and neither one of us would sacrifice at the time. Our demise wasn't for a lack of love. We loved each other so much. Unfortunately, life was pulling us in two different directions. Then, fifteen years pass by and I'm putting in my coffee order like any other morning, and I see her. She's aged like fine wine and looks more beautiful than ever.

Beckett Maxwell reigns over Rivermont Academy with his loyal court: the Royals, their courtiers, their harem. He doesn't have time for a nobody like me: a scholarship student and daughter of faculty to boot. I'm the lowest of the low in a school full of highs. One year everything's going fine. Enough. The next, I'm some pawn in a Royal power struggle. Well, I won't have it. They can bully me, they can torment me, they can make my life miserable. But I will not be used in one of their twisted games.

Booger: He's shipping me off to Vegas in the hopes that it will squash whatever fire is starting to ignite between Camila and I. Fist is a smart bastard, I'll give him that. What he doesn't realize is that I'm not the type to give up easily. He's warned me to stay away, but the heart wants what it wants, and I want Camila. I may be going to Vegas, but she'll be on the back of my bike the whole way whether he likes it or not.

My life had been perfect, and then I was stripped away from my family. I had everything: loving parents, a huge biker family (even though they did fight like cat and dogs a lot), and the love from every member of one of the most notorious clubs in United States history. The Reapers' blood flew through every vein in my body. It took my years to find out why - or better who - had stripped me of my life, never knowing who the man was that'd taken everything from me.

With marriage, there are things you can and can't live with. Harry, my abusive husband, made that clear enough when he beat me like a dog, forced a miscarriage on me, and tried posing me as a hostage to my father's notorious biker gang, The Reapers. I was lucky enough to get out of my marriage in one piece but it's only a matter of time before he picks up my trail and hunts me down. Blackjack swears he'll kill him the second he steps foot in town. I know he means well but there's something about his stare when he tells me I deserve better.

The horror of the Rainbow Opera riot is the talk of the country. Dreamhunter Grace Tiebold's reputation is in tatters and Laura is in hiding. But the nightmare has only just begun. Rumours about the government's torture of prisoners have been suppressed and corrupt minister Cas Doran is free to take his plans to shocking heights.

Set in 1906, Dreamhunter describes a world very similar to ours, except for a special place, known simply as "The Place", where only a select group of people can go. These people are called Dreamhunters, and they harvest dreams that are then transmitted to the general public for entertainment, therapy - or terror and political coercion. Inside The Place, 15-year-old Laura finds out what happened to her missing father and uncovers a government secret.

If I didn't love her, I would kill her. I'd kill her for so much, but mostly for hiding my kid from me. For up and running, and choosing to keep my daughter out of my life. She doesn't just belong to Melody. She's mine, too, and Melody doesn't get to keep her to herself. She said she ran because of me, because of what I did. I can't blame her for that. I f--ked up, and I might have lost the most important woman in my life, but I refuse to lose my daughter. Not when we haven't even had a chance. Will fighting for my daughter lead me to winning back my girl's heart?

Boomtown Los Angeles, 1929: Into a world of movie lots and speakeasies comes Xas, stunt flier and wingless angel, still nursing his broken heart and determined only to go on living in the air. But there are forces that will keep him on the ground. Forces like Conrad Cole, movie director and aircraft designer, a glory-seeking king of the grand splash who is also a man sinking into his own sovereign darkness. And Flora McLeod, film editor and maimed former actress, who sees something in Xas that no one has ever seen before, not even God, who made him, or Lucifer, the general he once followed.

ASHLEY. Quando si è sposati, ci sono cose con cui si impara a convivere… e altre che non si possono accettare. Mio marito Harry è un uomo violento e sono scappata. Per fortuna ci sono riuscita e sono tornata dai Reapers, la banda di motociclisti di mio padre. Sono salva… ma solo per il momento. È solo una questione di tempo prima che Harry riesca a rintracciarmi. Grazie a Dio, esiste Blackjack. Ha giurato che ucciderà quel poco di buono non appena metterà piede in città. È molto dolce con me, ma c’è qualcosa di più nel suo sguardo.

The moment I laid eyes on Tildie—the most lucious curvy bartender in town—I knew she'd be mine. As President of Saint's Outlaws MC, I've built my reputation on protecting what belongs to me. And from the second I saw Tildie nervously tucking that strand of hair behind her ear, something primal inside me claimed her. She's got secrets. Demons that haunt her. And an ex who wants her back. Too f****ing bad.

I never knew what adoration was until she came into my life. Though, at the time I didn't see the signs. I had no idea Stiletto had any feelings for me, and then it was too late—she confessed them after I was in a relationship. I saw the pain on her face, instantly knowing I was breaking her heart. Things were awkward between us, and years passed. Then her sister called me, begging me to help look for Stiletto. I didn't know what happened, but it didn't take long to figure it out.

I had no idea the Reapers Rejects MC had agreed to take me under their wing. It turned out, the club promised my father they'd keep me safe in exchange for information, and my job offer was nothing more than them keeping their end of the deal. There I was, in a place I wasn't genuinely wanted.

My brothers knew I had my eye on Jordyn and told me to stay away. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman—beautiful, smart, and confident. Jordyn wasn't just any MC princess. She was one of Kat's younger sisters, and most of the old heads in the club watched her grow up.

I started a new life in Montana and was fully prepared to leave closed doors shut, but something unexpected happened. I escorted Sydney out to Three Forks for a concert with a couple of my brothers, and there he was—the man I thought I was going to marry. Asher. He was my first love, and man I loved him religiously. I thought we were going to ride off into the sunset together . . . but life had other plans. I never thought I'd see Asher a couple of weeks later at the clubhouse, getting ready to collaborate with Sydney.

I knew the second I'd arrived back in Portland he'd know I was here within days, so it wasn't a shock to me that he came knocking on my door, literally. Kaden was my first love, but he isn't the same man anymore. These days he goes by another name, Kinetic, one he was given when he went overseas. Now he's in a biker club and living a totally different life. I came back here to take care of my elderly mother, but I didn't come alone.