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Having just celebrated her 26th birthday in 1976 California, Dana, an African-American woman, is suddenly and inexplicably wrenched through time into antebellum Maryland. After saving a drowning White boy there, she finds herself staring into the barrel of a shotgun and is transported back to the present just in time to save her life. During numerous such time-defying episodes with the same young man, she realizes she's been given a challenge.

In Kindred, Neanderthal expert Becky Wragg Sykes shoves aside the cliché of the shivering ragged figure in an icy wasteland and reveals the Neanderthal you don’t know, who lived across vast and diverse tracts of Eurasia and survived through hundreds of thousands of years of massive climate change. Using a thematic rather than chronological approach, this book will shed new light on where they lived, what they ate and the increasingly complex Neanderthal culture that is being discovered.

The aliens who abducted me made a mistake. The Grivath have sold us on Gule - a planet known for dealing in human flesh. The women who are being held captive with me are in high demand and they all look like models. Me? I’m 5'2 shy, curvy, and a kindergarten teacher. Maybe they really meant to take my pageant queen sister? Our ship has crashed and half of the women are missing. Insert the tall, sexy warrior aliens, who saved us. Things are looking up, except that one of them is eyeing me like a snack, and not in a cannibalistic way - if you catch my drift.

I may have almost died on this planet, but it hasn't broken me yet. At least, I'm working real hard to toughen up and become the kind of woman who'll be ready to board that spaceship and kick some Grivath ass. But, thanks to the way the overprotective warrior at my side insists on hovering, you'd be forgiven for thinking I'm fragile.

Sable thought being Shopkeeper meant serving coffee, shelving books, and managing a talking cat's attitude. She's made peace with the magic, even embraced her role as guardian to Indigo, the world's most curious baby bookdragon. But as the solstice draws near, a magical teacher arrives at the shop's door—someone from the Cat's past who might hold the key to his freedom.

Nothing wrecks an already bad day faster than almost getting hit by a car. But then he rescued me. My mysterious, sexy savior wore danger as easily as he wore his black-on-black clothes. And still, I wasn't afraid of him. I should've been. Because after one misunderstanding, the man I thought would love me forever showed me just how ruthless and cold he really is. I trusted him with my heart once and it broke me. I can't afford to make that mistake again.

I've been kidnapped by a dragon. Just when I thought my life couldn't get worse, I have been abducted by aliens. Now, I'm pretty sure I must be dying. Because only a vicious head injury could make me believe I'm actually flying through the air, trapped between a dragon's claws. Oh, and the dragon? He can talk. And he has all kinds of arrogant, ludicrous, and deranged things to say. Like the fact that he thinks he may just keep me.

When cash-strapped single mum Callie visits the beautiful Cotswold village of Rowan Vale on a school trip with her daughter, she is enchanted. It's run as a living museum, with a steam railway, vintage teashop, Elizabethan manor house and old water mill allowing tourists to see history in action. But there's more to Rowan Vale than meets the eye... To Callie's surprise, the owner of the village, elderly Sir Lawrence Davenport, requests a meeting with her. It appears Callie has been observed talking to several villagers she shouldn’t be able to see - as they’re ghosts.

Anger management isn’t so bad when your shrink is gorgeous. It’s less great when you turn up to find him dead on the floor, and an armored giant dressed like a freaking ancient warrior standing over his body, though. Ares, the God of War, has lost his power and the only way for him to get it back? Me. Apparently, I’m a goddess. One with the power of war. I mean, it does explain a lot.

Charity hasn't had it easy. Growing up in a bad part of Chicago, left by her mother at 16, she's a survivor. So when she gets a scholarship to a good college out in California, she thinks all her dreams have come true. Instead she falls head first into a nightmare. At a posh party she doesn't belong, she gets the shock of her life: vampires and shifters are real! Magic is real. And she is anything but a mundane poor kid just trying to make it.

I used to wonder if soul mates existed. I know now they’re real. Our love was true, raw, and deep - our connection, magical. Every day with him was a gift, and I knew it. He was my forever, yet our forever wasn’t long enough. Each second that passes without him hurts, and maybe it always will. They say that time heals all, and I hope they’re right. Perhaps time will save me, or maybe love will. When it comes to soul mates, who’s to say we get just one?

What’s worse than being stuck on an alien planet? Being stuck on an alien planet when you’ve made an enemy of the local tribe king. Okay, so I may have stolen his favorite misua and snuck away to find my friends. But he should’ve known better than to forbid me to go. I’m a marine, and we leave no man - or woman - behind. Besides, putting distance between us is a good thing, especially since I’m sure he’s coming after me.

A warrior owns what he is able to take. And I take her. She's trembling in a closet, hiding from the raiding party invading her human settlement. Hiding from me. I collar her. I own her. She's mine by law. As the Captain of the Imperial Guard, I've sworn a solemn oath to have no mate, sire no offspring. Oath-breakers are traitors, executed without a second thought. Let them try. I'll beat them all for a chance to claim my mate.

Just a few days ago, I was living my best life. Now? I’m on the run on a strange alien planet. Thanks to my short temper and a severe lack of self-control, I’m being hunted, and it’s only a matter of time before I end up captured or dead. Now, a hulking Braxian warrior has found me, right when it looked like I had no way out. To say that it’s suspicious timing is an understatement. Everyone knows you can’t trust the tall, dark, handsome types.

I made a deal with the devil. Okay, so he’s not really the devil, but he may as well be. The Tribe King is gorgeous, arrogant, and devious. He refused to hand over crucial information to help us find our friends until I agreed to stay with him. For a year. As far as I’m concerned, deals made under duress don’t count. Anyone who would demand such a thing in exchange for our friends’ freedom simply can’t be trusted. The problem? He may be calculating and autocratic, but he’s slowly slipping under my defenses and making me doubt everything I thought I knew.

After losing her job, apartment, and boyfriend in one afternoon, Zoey doesn’t think things can get any worse. Then an uninvited passenger - green, four-armed, and sexy as sin - proves her wrong by dragging her into his frantic escape. Helping Rendash is the right thing to do, but it means becoming a fugitive and risking the only things she has left - her life, and her heart. Weakened by years of captivity and torture, Rendash, an elite aligarii warrior, seizes his only opportunity to escape. Alone in an alien wasteland, he seeks the aid of a human.