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Fighting for my life, I manage to escape my captor, showing everyone that they don’t call me the Black Widow for nothing. But my torment and torture has left a hole in my soul that cannot be repaired, not in Manchester anyway. Not even in England. It’s only when the big bad assassin takes me to his home in Ireland to recuperate, with the rest of my men following us, that I find a sense of peace fall over me.

A koala ruined her life. Well, that's how elite athlete Shan Metz sees it. When an idiot charity runner in a koala suit trips Shan during a community fun run, her knee blows out, destroying her dream of making the Australian Commonwealth Games team. Recovering from knee surgery will be bad enough, but living on her building's fourth floor will make it a nightmare.

As part of a large, rambunctious family, Lady Eleanor Carpenter has gained some knowledge of what makes a successful marriage. She's even compiled a list of essential qualifications in a potential husband. John, the Marquis of Montagu, seems of good character (check), with money enough to support a family (check). But what of the many other requirements on her list?

When the most feared alpha invades my family’s territory with a fleet of warriors and claims that I’m his mate, I want to kill him. He has terrorized hundreds of wolves while looking for the Malavite Stone—a crystal packed with ungodly powers and healing properties—and I refuse to be another one of his victims.

Witch Wynter Dellavale knows that for certain. Because in unfairly trying to execute her, they started a chain of events they're struggling to stop. Needing safety, she flees to Devil's Cradle, the home of monsters. A place for the outcasts, the fugitives, the crazies. A place ruled by the Ancients, seven beings who were once banished by the Aeons. Among the Ancients is the infamous Cain, brother of Abel and embodiment of jealousy - who, on another note, wants her in his bed.

In this beguiling, incisive book, critically acclaimed writer Katherine Angel examines the place of fathers in contemporary culture with her characteristic mix of boldness and nuance, asking how the mixture of love and hatred we feel toward our fathers—and patriarchal father figures—can be turned into a relationship that is generative rather than destructive.

After high-powered politician Bridget O'Keefe sweeps into the uninspiring life of Australian electorate officer Emma Ives, nothing is the same again. Hapless, hopeless Emma is smacked with an instant crush on the polished woman who's her new boss . . . her hot, untouchable, straight boss. Yes, she knows she's an idiot because unrequited lust at work is a terrible idea. Even so, she can dream.

After eight years running a criminal organization, I've got my life and business on track. But when I'm embroiled in a bloody battle for my turf, I also find myself at the center of attention for four smoking hot men. I struggle to get used to them having my back, until I'm crushed under the worst darkness this dangerous world has to offer. Can their love fuel my strength to save myself?

Frazer, head midwife at a hospital in Perth, Australia, is trying to make her corner of the world a little better by starting up a program for at-risk parents. Not everyone is excited about her ideas. Surrounded by red tape, she finally has to team up with Cora, a social worker who is married to Frazer's boss.

In the sequel to A Story of Now, Claire Pearson has already learned a few things this summer. Like falling for a girl is easy. Well, it is if that girl is Mia. What Claire hasn't learned yet is that now comes the hard part: learning to trust in this new relationship. And that isn't easy when no one has ever given you a reason to trust before.

Since I can remember, I’ve been a pawn in someone’s game. Danger was looming but never enough to harm me. Until now. Then he came along. My new bodyguard. The only person who saw past my edges. Meanwhile, I was rooted deep in a web of deception, trying to save myself.

Nineteen-year-old Claire Pearson knows she needs a life. And new friends. But brittle, beautiful, and just a little bit too sassy for her own good sometimes, she no longer makes friends easily. And she has no clue where to start on the whole finding a life front, either. Not after a confidence-shattering year dogged by bad break-ups, friends who have become strangers, and her constant failure to meet her parents' sky-high expectations. Robbie and Mia seem the least likely people to help her find a life. But despite Claire's attempts to alienate them, an unexpected friendship develops.

Although many forms of trauma treatment rely solely on talk therapy as a means of healing, we cannot "talk out" every issue related to trauma. Indeed, trauma is stored in the body and the brain and must be treated as such. Designed with both mental health clinicians and clients in mind, Trauma-Informed Yoga offers forty-seven short, simple practices that regulate the autonomic nervous system, calm the racing mind, and center those of us living chaotic twenty-first century lives.

Lana: I’ve done everything right. Playing the part of the demure famiglia daughter, hiding my pain beneath makeup and pretty dresses. But marrying a man 10 years my senior? Whose words cut like knives and lips taste like poison? This is the one thing I can’t do. Naz: I’ve done nothing right. I’m not a virtuous man; I balance on the line between light and dark. My past is littered with sins. Each of them haunts me. I’m not worthy of the angel with long hair and hazel eyes. And yet, I’d burn the city to the ground to hold her in my arms. What’s a sinner to do?

Clancy Deveril's life was not messy. She never allowed it to be. She simply moved on. It was what she did and it always worked. So why wasn't she doing that now? Perhaps because this time it wasn't just about her. It involved her family, particularly her much younger sister. And, as Clancy saw it, she knew where to lay the blame: the entitled Hunter family. Specifically, Abigail Hunter. So with revenge in mind, Clancy drew closer to Abigail Hunter's flame. But too late, she realized she could get badly burned.

We are so freaking lost right now. Without our mate, our wolves are on the verge of going feral. We're not even acting like ourselves, and it's only been a few hours! Mavrin is spazzing out, and snapping on everyone. Cash is stable, but it's throwing everyone off because that's Mavrin's role. Krix is still trying to lead us, but you can tell he's overwhelmed. And I'm...numb. Jahla has been taken by a psychotic spoiled brat, and we have to venture into enemy territory to get her back.

Men. Relationships. Love. Marriage. Camilla Donahue has sworn off all of these. If you were married to someone like Callum Anderson for seven years, you would understand why. Instead, she finds Jackson Williams, her parents' landscaper and the local heartthrob. She pretends she isn't attracted to him. But a dinner, a hike, and a kiss distract her from every rule she's created to protect her heart. She tells herself it's nothing. Casual. Just fun. That's what they agreed to. But soon, they find themselves on the cusp of something more.

I still can't get over the fact that he kidnapped me...and I'm still freaking here! I have four mates, and NONE of them have saved me yet?! I'm sure they're trying their best, but our small mental conversations aren't enough. I'm slowly losing my mind in this basement, and I can't tell whether it's from not being with my mates for so long or the torture that I'm forced to endure from this overgrown manchild. The pain from being separated from them is excruciating, but I can't let that take me out. I have to get back to them. Wouldn't you be desperate for a rescue?

Piper's always been aware of Levi. He's the kind of man who it's impossible to ignore. With his broad, muscular frame and gunmetal grey gaze he makes a statement without saying a word. But it's not until her psyche brushes his in an unguarded moment that they both realise: they are anchors.

It’s 2am but your baby thinks it’s party time; their ‘routine’ seems to change with the wind, and you would do anything to get a good night’s sleep. We know how you feel! You might be prepared and listening to this before baby arrives, or as they snooze beside you in those early new-born days, knowing that forewarned is forearmed. Or your eyebags may tell their own bedtime story. Either way, if your baby is not sleeping, you have not done anything wrong. Your baby is not broken (although you might feel broken from lack of sleep), and you are not a bad parent.