I shouldn’t have heard the things I did. Shouldn’t have attracted his attention. Now I feel his stare like a touch. Viscerally. Acutely. The Russian assassin has me in his sights, and there’s only one way out. His bed. Good thing I’m drawn to danger.
500+ PAGES OF "CAPTIVATING" AND "UTTERLY CONSUMING" STANDALONE ENEMIES-TO-LOVERS ROMANCE Once upon a cold, dark night, a Russian killer stole me from an alley. I’m dangerous, but he is lethal. I escaped once. He won’t let me do it twice. The revenge is his. The betrayal is mine. But so are the lies to protect the ones I love. We’re cut from the same twisted cloth. Both merciless. Both damaged. In his embrace, I find hell and heaven, his cruelly tender touch destroying and uplifting me at once. They say a cat has nine lives, but an assassin has just one. And Yan Ivanov now owns mine.
Kellan-Messing around with Arsen is like playing with fire and I can't help but crave the burn. The day I met my best friend's new stepbrother I fell into hate with the moody jerk. The feeling is mutual. I loathe him and unfortunately want him in equal measures. At least he seems to be suffering the same undeniable pull. He infuriates me. He's crawled under my skin. Arsen has the ability to ruin me for anyone else, and I want to let him. A mix-up during a trip to the lake puts us in an inconvenient situation where we end up sharing a room. Worse, once we get home, I'm left unable to escape him. He's right next door and impossible to ignore. As we spend time together, I'm forced to realize there's so much more to him than I expected. I thought I had feelings for my best friend, but Arsen has me questioning everything I know about love. It's the sweetest hate, or maybe it's something else entirely. Sweetest Hate is the second book in the Guys Next Door series and can be read as a standalone. It's about two guys who may not hate each other as much as they thought. Maybe it's the opposite. Maybe they can teach each other exactly how to love.
Everyone at Hallisburg Prep worships the ground Sutton Reilly walks on. Everyone except me. I hate everything about the school's star quarterback-he's nothing but a cocky, arrogant, class-A jerk. The type of guy I stay far, far away from. Until we're caught out of bed together after curfew. And it doesn't look good. Our punishment? We're forced to work together on a school fundraiser. Ugh. My only bright light is NeverFret-the sweet, mysterious guy I talk to on the school's messaging app. He's Sutton Reilly's polar opposite, and I think I'm falling for him. Because I'd never fall for the boy I love to hate. Right?
The author of the Lambda Literary Award winner Kamikaze Lust delivers “a thrilling tale of espionage, family ties, sex, love, and betrayal” (The Advocate). Jennifer Baron is a failed Olympic speed skater now running her family’s foundation and trying to stay sober, when her billionaire father disappears. She travels to Israel in search of him, becoming recklessly entangled in his illegal dealings and with his enigmatic lover, Gila, a former Mossad agent gone bad. Along the way, she is drawn into the shadow worlds of the Promised Land, where career-jockeying government agents, fake Orthodox Jews, queer Palestinians on the run, and other displaced wanderers scramble to find home amid the endless cycles of war, occupation, and heartbreak. The Book of Love and Hate is an unraveling of white-collar crime and its motivations. It’s a testament to the magnificent oblivion of love and a shattering of inherited trauma, both personal and historical. “A thriller of literary pedigree, unbound by convention . . . If you’re seeking a cathartic resolution in the final pages, you might be disappointed—but you shouldn’t be surprised. Not when you’re talking about Israel and corrupt fortunes, and madness, obsession, and abuse . . . Just don’t expect to find a safe, comforting space in the pages of Lauren Sanders’s discomforting and terrific book.” —The Village Voice “Sanders knows how to craft a story. The storyline is riveting, and the personal development of the characters kept me engaged on a deeper level than even her thrilling plot could. Her prose is beautiful and brings you to an ending that is sure to have you reeling.” —Windy City Times
That was fun...That's it. Those are the only words Hayden Franks has condescended to speak to me since our sophomore year. Until today, until now... My grandmother once told me I have the sight, and if she's to be believed, the gift is given to those with blood so thick only the strongest can carry it on. And it's this which convinced me at ten years old that I already knew who my soulmate was, but Hayden Franks, with his dark stare and sexy smirk, is no white knight, and I guess I'm no damsel in distress. Either way...he's my weakness, but now that he finally sees me, I fear it's too late because even as my heart pounds to the beat of his darkness, I know - I'm broken, I'm bent, and I fear there's nothing left of my desiccated soul. For once upon a time, I thought I was special...and now I know I'm no more special than the next sad broken girl, only now I have the scars to show for it. And Hayden Franks, the bad boy who looked past me? Well, maybe, just maybe, he is the one...because I can't resist him, I never could...and with every dirty smile and moody stare, I see...it's strange just how sweet hate can be. ★★★Author's Note: This is book three of a trilogy, although it can be read as a standalone. The first two books in this series are Finn and Colt's story. Hate So Sweet is Ramie's story, and it's raw and beautiful but also contains strong language, violence and sexual situations that some may find triggering.
Now an original movie on Prime Video starring Anne Hathaway and Nicholas Galitzine! When Solène Marchand, the thirty-nine-year-old owner of a prestigious art gallery in Los Angeles, takes her daughter, Isabelle, to meet her favorite boy band, she does so reluctantly and at her ex-husband’s request. The last thing she expects is to make a connection with one of the members of the world-famous August Moon. But Hayes Campbell is clever, winning, confident, and posh, and the attraction is immediate. That he is all of twenty years old further complicates things. What begins as a series of clandestine trysts quickly evolves into a passionate relationship. It is a journey that spans continents as Solène and Hayes navigate each other’s disparate worlds: from stadium tours to international art fairs to secluded hideaways in Paris and Miami. And for Solène, it is as much a reclaiming of self, as it is a rediscovery of happiness and love. When their romance becomes a viral sensation, and both she and her daughter become the target of rabid fans and an insatiable media, Solène must face how her new status has impacted not only her life, but the lives of those closest to her.
"Darkly addictive and hauntingly beautiful, Peter and Sara's story will stay with you long after you read the final words." —Julia Sykes, USA Today bestselling author He came to me in the night, a cruel, darkly handsome stranger from the most dangerous corners of Russia. He tormented me and destroyed me, ripping apart my world in his quest for vengeance. Now he's back, but he’s no longer after my secrets. The man who stars in my nightmares wants me.
You'll never survive here, Princess. You're weak. You can't fight. You...don't...belong. I thought the hardest part of moving would be grieving my greatest loss. I thought wrong. Dropped into a savage school with no rules where violence was king, I stood out like a sore thumb. But even if I ditched the button-down shirts and fancy loafers, how could I fit in when my new peers stared at me with cold eyes and darkened souls? These students practically begged me to speak so they could show me their pain. All of which faded to nothing when I laid eyes on the beautifully cruel Colton Theroux. His derisive look declared I was lacking from our first connection. And when I refused to back down after a heated confrontation, he declared war. What followed was a game of hate that left me painfully exposed and raw. His beautiful knowing eyes followed me wherever I went. His sexy smirk drove me insane. He wanted me gone, but with every cruel turn, I was only more determined to stay. For he didn't understand, none of them did - the pretty princess they saw was nothing but a shell covering a soul just as dark and withered as theirs. Hate me or love me, I would never back down again. Will hate bring them together...or push them apart? Buy Hate So Bad today to find out! ♥♥♥ Hate So Bad is a hot high school bully romance. If you like romance with a little darkness, a little sugar, and a lot of spice, then this is the book for you. It's also book one of a trilogy (book 1-2 tell Finn and Colt's story - book 2 coming soon). ★★★Author's Note - This book contains strong language, violence, and sexual situations some may find triggering.
From the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City. To the Green-eyed Lovebird: We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding… I didn’t see you again until a month ago. It was a Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello. After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half? M