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Hail to the king, and watch him reign, this game was somewhat fun, until the finale came. Now we’re here, with carnage and despair, and the only questions left to answer, are the ones that do not appear. A king loses a war, and a swan sheds her wings, chaos collides with peace, as the crows begin to sing. Enter if you dare, because I swear the end is near, but nothing is as it seems, and everything is so bare.

Nothing is going to make sense once you listen to this first chapter. You’re going to wonder why the f**k I made the decisions I did...why he did what he did. I’m not going to make this easy for you. I’m going to guide you through loops that you’re going to wish I had just skipped, but I’m not going to do that either. You’re going to feel my pain, my loss, and my heart breaking in my chest. You’re going to watch me trip and fall, and get back up again.

The King of Darkness is dead. It’s time for a new one to rise.... London Crow isn’t who I thought she was. She’s worse. My hate for her knows no bounds. My need for her has no end. But it’s my inability to have her that might just end us all, as the fates refuse to be ignored. Now, there’s a darkness sweeping the streets of Rathe, threatening to destroy the Kingdom we know and love, and it’s all because of her. The mate I can’t have. The bond I can’t let go.

Jerusalem, 1959. Shmuel Ash, a biblical scholar, is adrift in his young life when he finds work as a caregiver for a brilliant but cantankerous old man named Gershom Wald. There is, however, a third, mysterious presence in his new home. Atalia Abravanel, the daughter of a deceased Zionist leader, a beautiful woman in her 40s, entrances young Shmuel even as she keeps him at a distance. Piece by piece, the old Jerusalem stone house, haunted by tragic history and now home to the three misfits and their intricate relationship, reveals its secrets.

On my first day in the town, I get caught up in a strange murder case, and Death saves my life. Yes, the Death. The delectable, mysterious Death. Goodness, he is hotness personified. But what happened to make him walk away from his responsibilities? And why is he so deliciously tempting, my desire a raging inferno every time he looks at me with those incredible eyes? I shouldn't be thinking of an immortal being like this, but with every passing hour I can't stop myself from falling deeper into infatuation.

Since the release of her first, career-defining solo album Little Earthquakes, Tori Amos has been one of the music industry’s most enduring and ingenious artists. From her unnerving depiction of sexual assault in “Me and a Gun” to her post-September 11 album, Scarlet’s Walk, to her latest album, Native Invader, her work has never shied away from intermingling the personal with the political. Filled with compassionate guidance and actionable advice, this audiobook is for anyone determined to steer the world back in the right direction.

There’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. So ugly that I have never seen its face. I never had to. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. He was my monster that tormented me. And maybe lived under your bed.... When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded. His whispers were silenced. His shadow dissolving without a trace. I wondered why that was.

Priest Hayes thought he knew everything there was to know about the society of outlaws who ran by their own set of rules, and right now, he'd just taken the gavel. It didn't feel heavy. It felt like it belonged there all along. In his hand. Just like her. But Luna Nox was the one girl he could never have. He knew that the second he fell for her. Bound by a past they both shared, their souls were connected in a way that no one would ever understand. But love isn't always what conquers all. Sometimes, it's the only thing you'll surrender to.

Things have really turned sour. I'd been looking for answers, but then along came the biggest plot twist of my life, with me as the star. Core-shaking stuff, details I would've been happy to never know. Sometimes, it's good to be left in the dark. Damn. My relationship with the mega-yummy billionaire vampire Tae Frost is now on the line. One moment, things were heating up between us, the next… WHAM! Rug pulled out from under. Hard. I only have myself to blame.

I’m Lilith Patience, The Sorcerer of Death and daughter of one of the most feared organizations known to man. After being thrust into the notorious world of Midnight Mayhem, I found myself coiled around a past that I want to forget and a future that could destroy me. I love two men, and they love me as much as they love each other, but when the demons of my past tighten their grip around my throat, will I finally let them strip away the layers of perfection to get to my rotten, withered soul? Maybe. Or maybe they’ll die trying.

“I thought I knew who I was, but I was wrong.” I was lied to. I was cheated. Resigned to pick up the scraps of empty memories and disarrayed thoughts, I left. After finally cutting the strings of manipulation, I resorted to do what I’ve done since I was a child, something my father drilled into my brain since I could handle my first rifle. Run. I’m a mere shadow of the girl they all knew. Lies and deceit change you. They alter your entire outlook on life. I’m Madison Montgomery, and I want to play a game. Here’s what happens when I win.

She was everything that I wanted. He was everything that I despised. Until she wasn’t. Until he wasn’t. Killian Cornelii was a walking calamity. He reached inside of me and touched every single inch of my ruined soul, but he didn’t just touch it. He caressed, petted, and captivated it. He tailored me to fit into the palms of his hands. The same hands that possess so much cruelty were the very same that comforted me.

The streets have been my home for as long as I can remember. To get by, I use my magic tricks, bringing smiles to the faces of adults and children alike. As a warlock, my powers are limited. Nothing like a witch's magical skills. Basically, I'm a glorified magician as well as a second-class citizen. Fine. It doesn't get me down. I have my cat Fizz and Kylie Minogue's music to keep me going as I dream big. I know there's a better life out there for me.

He held a darkness that could never be touched. She carried a light that could never be seen. Not by anyone. Only by each other. Simply two halves of the same soul, Brantley and Saint were fused together with equal parts wrath and peace. Nothing could break through their bond. Nothing. Until now.

I’m Amethyst Lily Tatum, and up until this point, I’d managed to maintain a fairly low-key life. I’m what you would call a socially unacceptable hot mess. Instead of partying, I’m skating, flipping ollies over guys who loved to underestimate me. Then I started college, met a wild girl who I would soon call my best-friend, had my first drunk one-night stand, left my phone at his house, and then, when I finally managed to meet my mom’s new boyfriend, I found out that my one-night stand was now my new stepbrother.

I remember the day he walked through our front door, bloodied and broken with the kind of torment that breeds, but never dies. Papa had one rule for him. Stay away from his daughter. He didn’t. Years later, he crashes back into my life and tears down all of the walls I built up around myself. We’re both hiding secrets, but when the mafia world collides with the MC world, the shrapnel could destroy everyone around us. Now the president of the Chicago chapter, not even I was prepared for his return.

I thought trying to survive in a zombie-infested world was dramatic enough. However, after the darker turn everything has taken recently, that all seems like a walk in the park now. And don't even mention the plethora of mind-blowing revelations! All I want is to be with Miko, my yummy alpha werewolf mate. But too many hurdles keep getting in our way. Danger is closing in around us. Earth's apocalyptic fall was only the beginning. Dawn isn't done. Not by a long shot.

I was two years old when he saved me. I didn’t understand much at that age, but I remember the pale boy with hair as dark as ink, saving me from two evils. He said he would protect me; I just didn’t know he meant from himself. I was raised in the arms of evil, tailored for the Devil like a custom Armani suit, and every day he wore it like a weapon. Brantley thought by keeping me locked in his manor that it would protect me, and it did.

Er hat geschworen, mich zu beschützen. Er hat versagt. Sie alle haben versagt. Ich bin eine offene Schachtel mit alten Fotos, aufgenommen im klaren ...

After finally finding some company and shelter—along with a hot werewolf alpha—in this zombie-filled world, things have taken another dramatic turn. Rug officially yanked from underfoot. Ugh. What now? How do I carry on with these new revelations? I can't possibly march toward heartbreak. I can't let everything I've found unravel because of some weird prophecy. There has to be a better way of changing the world. There has to be a better everything. I'm determined to find it. For the future. For love.