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Arrogant, dangerous, and unbelievably skilled with his tongue, Luka is a ruthless bratva boss who has a reputation for playing it fast and loose. And I've fallen right into his possessive hands. He might be exceedingly handsome and wealthy, but that doesn't forgive him for being a notorious criminal mastermind. Maybe I should've thought twice before crawling into bed with him. And perhaps it would've been wise to use protection instead of getting lost in his fierce gaze and perfect abs.

With renovations of the new annex to Petunia's in full swing, Fiona's life might be more in order, but her habit of digging into criminal cases hasn't changed one bit. Doesn't help when her mother is on the suspect list, the death of a famous cooking show judge leading Fee into the dark side of bake offs, television, and murder.

Though her acting career is well known, Ida Lupino was, until very recently, either unknown or overlooked as an influential director. One of the few female directors in Classical Hollywood, Lupino was the only woman with membership in the Directors Guild of America between 1948 and 1971. Her films were about women without power in society and engaged with highly controversial topics despite Hollywood's strict production code. Filmmaker Alexandra Seros retells the story of Ida Lupino's career, from actor to director, first in film, then in television.

Hayden West has always had a soft spot for wounded, skittish animals. And wounded and skittish are the best words to describe Paisley Stanford. Stunningly beautiful works too . . . along with man hater. After what she'd been through, Hayden can't blame her. But as an ex-rodeo cowboy, he's pretty darn good with skittish fillies. He wasn't planning on staying long in Cursed, but now he has to stay long enough to help a frozen queen learn how to "let it go" and trust men again. But how can Hayden gain her trust when he's hiding his own dirty laundry?

Blocked by the limitations of her computer hardware, Dora has used only her smarts, her humor, and her sinfully sexy voice to intrigue Rystani warrior-pilot Zical. In order to experience human sexuality—and consummate her love for him—she builds the perfect female body to inhabit. Being human is more difficult and more wonderful than Dora expected. She didn't expect the sensation of touch to alter her emotions. Nor did she expect chocolate to taste so good. Or love to be so complicated.

Ragnar needs some time away: no security, no women, just the quiet of space. Holing up here seems like the best thing to do while he tries to figure out what to do. Pretending to be a prince hasn't gotten him any closer to what he needs. Then he sees her, like a dream out of some old dragon story. And he must have her. He must possess her before the mating fever overtakes him.

Everyone regrets things they've done, but Everly Grayson wins the golden buckle of life-long bad choices. Her most recent? Taking a bartending job in Cursed, Texas, during the holidays. It's hard to ho-ho-ho your way through Christmas when you have to watch the love of your life living happily ever after with another woman. But Everly has always been good at bluffing, and she's fooled everyone into believing she's just a tough honky-tonk gal looking for a good time . . . well, everyone but her best friend's brother.

It's not easy convincing everyone you're not a witch. But Mystic Malone has worked hard to cast off the stereotype and fit in. A smart businesswoman who runs the town hair salon, she goes to church every Sunday, is president of the ladies' club, and has never cast a spell-not even on Buck Kingman. She can see people's love auras. And the only thing around Buck's gorgeous head when he looks at her is his Stetson.

I skipped around a small stack of pylons while my deputy cousin unloaded more of the same from the back of the sheriff's pickup. I beamed at Robert Carlisle, not because I adored him. Quite the opposite. I couldn't stand the wretched little piece of loathing with his seventies-esque bush of a black mustache or his pompous superiority. No, I grinned and waved out of sheer delight at his less than enthusiastic expression as he grunted his way through hefting a rather heavy looking barricade onto the sidewalk.

I sipped carefully at the mimosa the bartender smilingly handed me and shrugged off the sweetness. It had alcohol in it, so I guess it would do. A few of these and I might even find a way to enjoy myself tonight. Yeah, right. Fiona Fleming would rather be home, at her bed and breakfast with her pug Petunia snuggled up to her while everyone else celebrates Valentine's Day without her, thank you very much. Instead, she's been recruited to attend another of Mayor Olivia Walker's Reading, Vermont tourism promotion events.

When Fiona inherits her grandmother's quaint bed and breakfast, Petunia's, she sees it as the perfect opportunity to return to her beloved hometown of Reading, Vermont. Little did she know that her homecoming would bring more than just nostalgia.

It was almost as if someone wrapped the room in a cold hand, chill in the air triggering goosebumps on my skin. I caught motion in the corner of my eye, turned in time to see a glowing, ghostly figure float through the pocket door and come to a halt at the far end of the table. This time, rather than a static image, the young man raised both arms, eyes black pits of emptiness, mouth gaping open as he reached for Emelia. Who screamed and reached back. "Manuel!"