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A brutal, domineering, and lethally beautiful monster with a body built for violence, Ares Drakos—new king of the Drakos Mafia family—is every inch the God of War he's named after. And now, I belong to him.

Devin Walker. He was my new neighbor, and the hottest defensive lineman Covey U had to offer, and I had no idea. Too bad we were in some kind of prank war that meant we had to keep everything a secret from my new roommates.

I'm a man of means with a single purpose: to raise my daughter right. Love? Not on the menu. Commitment? No, thank you. Until I saw her—Skyla Manning. She's my brother's feisty employee and twelve years my junior. No harm in a casual fling to scratch our respective itches, right? Wrong. She didn't tell me she was a virgin, and I'm furious she wasted something so precious on an asshole like me. My ego, on the other hand, is too busy doing somersaults to stay away from her delectable curves.

It was supposed to be easy: one night of sin with a beautiful stranger to forever cut ties with my Bratva past. But I didn't pick a stranger. I picked him. Hades Drakos, the dark prince of the Drakos Mafia family, is a lethally beautiful psychopath with a trail of broken hearts and bloodshed in his wake. Oh, and he's my client. It doesn't matter that our one night was under darkness, disguised by masks. He knows my secret sin. He knows it was my first time. And now, he'll use that to trap me as his own personal Persephone.

Cillian Kildare is a monster wrapped in charm and sophistication. A gorgeous psychopath with venom in his veins and sadism driving every beat of his cold, black heart. When I'm sent to kill the vicious Irish mafia boss to settle a debt from my past, it's supposed to be simple. It becomes a lot less simple when Cillian catches me and carves his way into my darkest secrets and most deviant desires. Now, captured and bound as his prisoner plaything, he has new plans for me: an unholy marriage of inconvenience. He'll protect me from my past

Stalker exes. Momzillas. Drunk uncles. Hurricanes. Jealous siblings. Paparazzi. You name it, Kari Whitevelt has seen it all. That's why brides and grooms hire her. Because she makes it all go away. Wedding Protectors, Inc., is here to make sure that special day stays special. Whatever it takes. No matter what. When her newest client turns out to be her long-lost high school sweetheart, rising tech star billionaire Caleb Mikelmas, suddenly Kari's not sure whether she's protecting the wedding couple—or her own heart.

Let's get this straight—I hate Tate Blingwood. Our one-night stand was supposed to be just that, but now I've got a precious daughter to raise on my own. To make matters worse, he's everywhere, and I'm not just talking about my fantasies. Tate's career has hit the skids and he's on all the news stations and social media sites. Making revenge memes was just supposed to be a little fun to keep me sane and keep his enormous ego in check. I didn't expect it to bite me on the ass when he ended up seeking refuge at the resort I live and work in.

When I uncovered my fiancé's dirty little secret, I fled, leaving him standing at the altar like a sad little penguin. As a desperate bride on the run, I'm forced to take the job no one in their right mind wants: assistant to the ego-inflated billionaire owner of a luxurious resort. Logan Blingwood—his name alone sends shivers down the spines of his employees. He's infuriatingly arrogant, and glaring at me is his new favorite pastime. But beneath his grumpy façade and rock-solid chest, there's a flicker of vulnerability and a (nearly indiscernible) thump of a beating heart.

Love thy neighbor? More like loathe the hot, arrogant quarterback next door. Aiden Matthews is everything I hate. He's a conceited playboy who only thinks about his own gratification. How I ended up agreeing to go on a date with him in freshman year is still a mystery to me, but I should have known it was a trick. It's safe to say that ever since he walked into my neighborhood, he's been nothing but a taunting mess of a man, coming in and out of my life as he pleases and never on my terms. We declared war on each other back as freshmen and haven't looked back.

Covey U was supposed to be a fresh start. With a new identity, I should have been able to forget the past and move on with my life. Fat chance of that happening when my past was staring at me in the face in the form of the best college wide receiver in the country. Adam Hartley. My biggest regret. My worst mistake. The guy I should have been with in high school was here, but he couldn't know it was me. Otherwise, he'd find out my most shameful secret. So I had to stay hidden in the background. Only problem was that he was dating my roommate, and I had to watch.

Brutal, formidably gorgeous, and head of a vicious Bratva organization. They call Gavan Tsarenko a king. I call him a tyrant. But now, the man with the gun-metal gray eyes and scarred past has come to conquer me. You see, I screwed up. I traded my good-girl status for a bad grad-school prank that went horribly wrong. And now, for six months, I'm Gavan's. My enemy. My monster. My dark fantasy.

Ella Jones knows what to expect from the long, hard winters in the northern reaches of Maine. Mostly boredom and monotony, broken up with a bit of skiing or quality time spent with her family. Which leaves her utterly unprepared for the arrival of Benjamin Kakoa, an ex-football star turned advocate in need of a break from fame and notoriety. For Ella, it's crush at first sight. But with a rocky past and an uncertain future, Ben's walls are tougher to tear down than she ever could have imagined.

When my grandmother asked me to run her bed-and-breakfast while she took a vacation, I should've said no. Now I'm stuck in this godforsaken town hours away from the pampered life I live in New York City. Gone are my days filled with luxury and glamour. I've been reduced to being domesticated. What can possibly go wrong? Decker Black, that's what. He walks into my life—more like breaks in—and immediately irritates the hell out of me. I can't stand him. He's moody, grumpy, and surly all rolled into one annoyed glare. Until one severe storm changes everything.

The author of the #1 New York Times bestseller and global phenomenon The Girl on the Train returns with Into the Water, her addictive new novel of psychological suspense. A single mother turns up dead at the bottom of the river that runs through town. Earlier in the summer, a vulnerable teenage...

The author of the #1 New York Times bestseller and global phenomenon The Girl on the Train returns with Into the Water, her addictive new novel of psychological suspense. A single mother turns up dead at the bottom of the river that runs through town. Earlier in the summer, a vulnerable teenage...

Another problem was the last thing I needed. Unfortunately, Cassandra Parker was mine. But the biggest problem of all? It wasn't the beautiful stranger sticking her nose in my operations. It wasn't the bulldozer she was driving over my way of life. And it definitely wasn't the fact that she was living in my house. My biggest problem? The engagement ring on her finger.

I like to think I’m a practical person. Car stop working? Thank God for mechanic boyfriends. Goldfish floating upside down? Well, I clearly shouldn’t have a fish. Irrefutably attracted to one of my new roommates? I’ve lost my mind, obviously.

Cold, heartless, and as dangerous as he is beautiful, Deimos Drakos is both Greek mafia royalty and a chameleon hiding a true monster in plain sight. No one sees the villain behind those dark, lethally gorgeous eyes. No one but me. You see, I know his worst secrets. But he knows my darkest fantasies. And he'll use them to trap me. To toy with me. To own me.

I stole a kiss that wasn't mine to take. From a man cloaked in pain, scars, and mystery. Deadly and beautiful, twelve years my senior, a killer for the Irish Mafia... and my best friend's older brother. But if we're going to point fingers, I refuse to take the full blame. You see, I may have stolen the first kiss. But that's only because he stole my heart. Neither was ours for the taking. Both come with a no-return policy.

Joe Orton was among the towering geniuses of 1960s theatre. His life was tragically cut short in 1967, but he left behind him a handful of shocking and scabrous black comedies that will live on in the public imagination for years to come. Featured here are two of his lesser-known works, The Erpingham Camp and The Ruffian on the Stair, collected together as a double bill.