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Fletcher is the “World’s Worst Boyfriend”, and I have the trophy to prove it - along with the consolation gift card I’ve already spent. Entering him into the anonymous contest was cathartic and eye-opening. It’s obvious I need to end this farce of a relationship...so, I do.

Going home to her twin brother’s house in Charleston with her tail between her legs is the last thing Dani wants to do. But when she walks out on her fashion house dream job, she doesn’t exactly have a choice. Living in New York City is anything but free. But going back to Charleston...Alex is in Charleston. And facing down her ex? Her ex who just happens to be stepson to her former boss?

Gertrude Stein held a unique position at the center of the modernist movement. She was a novelist, poet, playwright, and art collector. Born in America, she moved with her family to Paris where she ran a Paris salon frequented by many famous historical figures, such as Ernest Hemingway, Pablo Picasso, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Henri Matisse, Ezra Pound, Sherwood Anderson, and Sinclair Lewis.

I've always been her shelter in the storm. Hockey players. MMA fighters. Rock stars. The boys in blue. Even sexy SEALs have all offered to slay my dragon - or in my case, my stalker. Why can't they get it through their thick, stubborn heads that I can take care of myself? I'm no damsel! But...what if the real villain in this story is me? Now the one person I've never been able to resist has appointed himself as my protector.

When Savannah’s husband Rafe loses his position with the Tennessee Bureau of Investigations, Savannah gets excited about the prospect of them taking their new baby and moving back to their hometown of Sweetwater. Rafe has already received a job offer from the Columbia Police Department, and although he doesn’t seem terribly interested in accepting, Savannah would enjoy having her family around, not to mention Rafe’s grandmother Mrs. Jenkins.

Lyla Whitney managed to escape her hometown. Since then, she's been avoiding certain things at all costs - like small-town setbacks, her family’s farm, and suffocating under too many expectations. Oh, and love, of course. Aside from that, things are wonderful for her in Boston. That is, until her heartbroken little sister beckons her back to the very place she ran from: Whitney Farms. Lyla braces herself to be there again - but only temporarily. Only through her sister's impending divorce. What she doesn't expect is the newest - and hottest - resident at the farm.

As the princess of Magaelor, a dreary kingdom set upon the edge of the map, Winter Mortis is duty-bound to marry the dark fae prince and bridge the centuries-old division between the fae and sorcerers. But fate has other plans. Before she can make her way to the icy kingdom of dark fae, she's dragged into mer-filled waters and taken to the rival kingdom. Surrounded by those who hate her kind, Winter must navigate the deceivingly beautiful Berovia and find a way home before anyone finds out who she is.

Searching the battlefield after a major battle, Sgt. Eli finds a dead Union Army messenger. In the messenger's bag is a message saying the South had surrendered, the war was over. Along with the Union Messenger was a dead Union Captain carrying his discharge papers, and 8,000 dollars. Sgt. Eli decides now is a good time to seek other opportunities, away from the stink of war. While buying supplies from his friend the quartermaster, he is advised to go to St. Louis. Those opportunities may lie there and a crowd to get lost in.

If any American fictional character of the 20th century seems likely to be immortal, it is Lorelei Lee of Little Rock, Arkansas, the not-so-dumb blonde who knew that diamonds are a girl's best friend. Outrageous, charming, and unforgettable, she's been portrayed on stage and screen by Carol Channing and Marilyn Monroe and has become the archetype of the footloose, good-hearted gold digger, with an insatiable appetite for orchids, champagne, and precious stones.

The Bell family are terrorized by an invisible, talking poltergeist that has taken up residence in their home. While the children are beaten and harassed in their beds, their father is stricken by seizures, and visiting skeptics are confounded by a hateful, disembodied voice that ridicules their attempts at investigation. Centered around the person of young Betsy Bell, the Bell Witch haunting has been called the 19th century's answer to The Exorcist and has been the inspiration for such popular films as The Blair Witch Project and An American Haunting.

Thomasine Lisowski has always hated her grandmother’s farm. A dark presence hovers over it. She’s thankful they moved to the city when she was younger, but now she and her parents are back for a funeral and that dark aura is stronger than ever. A ghost leads Thomasine to suspect there’s more to the farm than just her imagination going wild. Mysterious murderers and a cult-like mindset stain the Lisowski name. This trip to the country might be Thomasine’s last - because the family plans to never let her leave.

This time, Savannah and Rafe have their infant daughter with them, and everyone’s cooing over the new addition. But Carrie isn’t the only thing that’s changed. Several other people have news, and some of the directions things are going might alter the course of several lives, including Rafe’s and Savannah’s, for the foreseeable future.

Less than a month to go, and she’ll be the mother of what will surely be the most adorable baby boy or baby girl in the world. But before that, there’s Thanksgiving with the Martins to get through. Not to mention, a little spot of murder at the group home where Mrs. Jenkins, Savannah’s grandmother-in-law, lives. A spot of murder that leaves Mrs. Jenkins covered in blood, and with no memory of who else might have hurt night nurse Julia Poole.

All's fair in love and potatoes. Melody Brightly. Broadway Star. Pink hair. A smile that hits me harder than a slap shot. Terrible taste in hockey teams. Full of secrets.

I learned so much about myself at Werewolf Academy last year - like the fact that I'm an ancient werewolf princess with a knack for lunar magic, and I have four sexy werewolf mates. All of that seems pretty perfect, so what could possibly go wrong? One hint: everything. I thought the werewolf who killed my parents was the only enemy I had to worry about, but it turns out I was wrong. I have other enemies who are getting closer by the day. Will I figure out who they are, or will they get to me first? Getting to me will mean getting past my mates, who are willing to fight and die for me.

With blood dripping from her wrists, 17-year-old Tabitha hopes to find peace in death. Instead, the Gray Man sucks her into his kingdom, where she must obey him to die. The Gray Man sends suicide victims to steal enchanted items he needs for his return to his homeland. Tabitha must cheat and steal – even commit murder – or face physical pain and mental torment. When the Gray Man reveals her mother’s suffering, Tabitha realizes the life she left is the only thing she desires.

I never thought I would be spending Christmas alone. My boyfriend - now ex - had other plans. And by other plans, I meant plans to sleep with one of my best friends. Now, I'm home for the holidays, dreading the questions sure to be thrown my way about Dave. Lucky for me, however, a blast from my past is also spending the holidays alone back home. Could Greg by the one I'm supposed to be with, after all?

A short story about falling for someone unexpectedly while studying abroad.

When every member of a rural Sweetwater family is murdered in their beds, Maury County Sheriff Bob Satterfield calls on the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation for help. While Savannah’s husband, TBI Agent Rafe Collier, heads to their shared hometown to help the sheriff figure out who and what is behind the grisly massacre, Savannah goes along to assist her old friend Yvonne McCoy’s quest to gain ownership of Beulah’s Meat’n Three restaurant.

My name is Medley Bell, and if you had told me this time last week that I was demon, then I’d have said you were nuttier than a squirrel turd. Of course, that was before I started seeing the strangest things. I’ve always been a little off, but it took stumbling into a backwater bar to understand how different I really am. So when two drool-worthy guys stop by to tell me that I’m Hell spawn just like them, I’m more relieved than shocked. I mean, it sure does explain a lot.