They walk the earth, their bite a sentence worse than death. Allow them too close and they will not hesitate to tear you from life and curse you to bear the infection alongside them. The lucky ones do not escape their bite and instead become the meal. The unlucky suffer for eternity. I cannot allow myself to be bit. I cannot allow myself to be torn from life. No matter how easy it may be to surrender to the pain and horror of this new life, to willingly walk into oblivion, the boys rely on me. To care for them, to keep them safe. The dead walk the earth aimlessly, driven by a primal need to feed. We-the living-walk the earth just as aimlessly, driven by a desire to survive. To carve out the smallest amount of safety and comfort wherever we can find it. It is nearly impossible to find anywhere that is not haunted by death and grief and terror. But we keep searching, unwilling to let go of the last sliver of hope clutched so tightly in our hearts. Into the woods we disappear, traveling only in the daylight, where we are certain we can see them coming for us. But one of my boys is sick, and I have no choice but to keep pushing them into the night, searching for food, safety, and something now more coveted than anything else in this world. Medicine. When we stumble upon the camp to see the three men sleeping by the fire, desperation takes over and I cannot help myself. We try and take from them. We are all thieves now. It's the only way to survive. We take what we need from anyone weaker than ourselves. Only my desperation has clouded my judgment. These men are not weak. They are bigger than me, harder than me, quicker to act on their baser instincts. They catch us. They catch me, and now we have something they need. Something he needs. Cuffed to his wrist, he will not let me go until he's dragged me through hell and back again. But I'm not so easily contained. I fight back every mile of our journey, meeting his iron will with my own. Hate and lust battling inside me. The world around us piles on obstacle after horrific obstacle. Forcing us closer together. By the time we reach our destination my heart is more tightly entwined with his than the metal cuffing our wrists. And when Ren finally releases me, I don't run from him, I chase after him. My name is Charlotte. His name is Ren. I hated him. He couldn't stand me. He wanted my body just as strongly as I wanted his. Having allowed the desire coursing through my veins for him to rule my emotions, that hate has steadily rolled out like a tide, a stronger more terrifying emotion rolling through with the power of a tsunami. He's dragged me through hell and back again and I'll be damned if I've gone through it all only to watch him kill himself trying to save me. Run and Hide is a dystopian romance that ends in a cliffhanger. It can be read on its own but it is HIGHLY recommended that you read the series from the beginning, starting with Defy the Ravaged. Warning: For Readers 18 years and older. Contains explicit sexual situations, possible triggers, dark themes, language, and violence.

Beautiful widow Julie de Lisle Croixverte was returning to France to try to forget her cruel marriage. Nicholas de Courcillon was a noble adventurer, loyal only to the King. He had possessed many hearts but never lost his own--until Julie captured his passions--and his soul!

Instant New York Times Bestseller! From New York Times bestselling author Brigid Kemmerer comes an electrifying fantasy romance, perfect for fans of Holly Black and Victoria Aveyard. A desperate prince. A daring outlaw. A dangerous flirtation. In the Wilds of Kandala, apothecary apprentice Tessa Cade has been watching people suffer for too long. A mysterious sickness is ravaging the land and the cure, Moonflower Elixir, is only available for the wealthy. So every night, she defies the royal edicts and sneaks out, stealing Moonflower petals and leaving the elixir for those in need. In the palace of Kandala, Prince Corrick serves as the King's Justice, meting out vicious punishments and striking fear into the hearts of agitators and outlaws. Corrick knows he must play this role convincingly--with a shortage of elixir and threats of rebellion looming ever closer, the King's grip on power is tenuous at best, and Corrick knows his brother is the kingdom's best hope for survival. But when an act of unspeakable cruelty brings the royal and the outlaw face to face, the natural enemies are faced with an impossible choice--and a surprising spark. Will they follow their instincts to destroy each other? Or will they save the kingdom together . . . and let that spark ignite?

Fear is relentless. It is powerful and unforgiving. It will tear you down to your weakest. Stalking you, hunting you, and when you are near death, it will pounce. Here, on this dismal dark planet, fear is everywhere. It skulks through the shadows, thriving when you let your guard down. We don't expect to live past the first day here. Those who survived the crash will be casualties of the dangers that lurk in this strange world. We will end up victims to the abyss. But then, in the dark, there is a flash of light. Fire. And then they come for us. He comes for us. And though he lives amongst the fear-born to it-he is not afraid. He steals me from the abyss and claims me as his own. I am human, and this world craves my life. But he is ruthless and will not let it take me. Warning: This story ends in a cliffhanger. It is the beginning of a series with a slow-burn romance, dark themes, explicit language, sexual situations, and possible triggers. It is intended for audiences 18 years and older.

In this electrifying YA dystopian sequel to Beware the Night, Veda is captured and leveraged against her best friend, who fights for the opposing force. Civil war has come to the island of Bellona. Veda Adeline believes in the Night. She’s joined the underground revolutionaries, led by Dorian Winters, and they're determined to overthrow the ruling Imperi and find justice for her people. Nico Denali, Veda’s childhood friend and maybe-something-more, is one of those ruling Imperi, and he’s just been named heir to the most powerful man above ground. As the war intensifies, Veda and Nico are leveraged against each other: Veda is above as a hostage of the Imperi and Nico is below, taken by the Night. There's no way Dorian is letting such a valuable hostage go. The island will burn unless Veda and Nico can come together to rip everything apart. But Nico and Dorian will never trust each other, and Veda's heart might be the biggest casualty. Praise for Defy the Sun "Jessika Fleck's duology is a lyrical adventure with a twisting vein of romance throughout. I was both enchanted and haunted till the very end!" —Erin Beaty, author of the Traitor's Trilogy Beware the Night “Jessika Fleck delights with a new fantasy novel set in a world where the Sun reigns supreme and the Night is your enemy—literally. Brims with secrets, betrayal, and a genuinely believable love triangle!” —Pintip Dunn, New York Times bestselling author of the Forget Tomorrow series

Enslaved by aliens.(Cue the dramatic jazz hands.)Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I saw it coming a mile away too. Doesn't change the fact that here I am, sharing a cage with my fellow human peers-my smelly, crybaby, annoying female peers.You can sit at home and roll your eyes at just how predictable this story has already become or you can hear me out.-Earth destroyed by evil carnivorous(shudder)aliens-check.-Humans then saved by not as frightening but still visually alarming (think cats and a vat of radioactive ooze) do-gooder aliens-check.-Do-gooder aliens loaded up surviving humans to whisk them away to some fanciful far away planet so they can live out the rest of their traumatized lives in somewhat safety and peace. Check. Well...kind of.I made it on the ship. I lived on the ship zipping through space. Then the do-gooder aliens got their asses handed to them by pirate slavers and said pirate slavers snatched us physically inferior humans right out from under the radioactive cats' noses and tossed us in cages delivered straight to alien slave auctions.Hungry, smelly, thirsty, and sunburned like you would not believe, I was finally bought. (I feel I need to stress the smell...I was peed on. It was not fun.)This is the part in the story that'll veer right off the predictable train and land me smack dab in the middle of Crazyville.Sexy-in their own alien way-built like a brickshithouse-green viking-wanna-be warriors bought me and handed me over to their chief and presented me as a gift-like a slab of meat. I expected something like this to happen. For that alien to then make me his queen-(whoops, I mean chieftess ...Fenru gets all hot and pissy when I screw up the hierarchy) -not quite surprising but I'd take the welcome happenstance, I am, after all, an avid fan of sparkly crowns. What threw me through a loop was when I was then expected to battle a roaring pack of enraged females to prove my worth and keep my man. These babes are not your average catty hair pulling vixens. My cat fighting experience(I had four spoiled rotten sisters) does me no good here in their arena.Oh, no...they have fists-twice the size of my own and have no fear of a measly broken nail. Biceps for days-and they know how to use the power behind them. Oh, and did I mention these green gladiators have a nasty little habit of flying off into a fit of rage and hulking out all over their enemies?And my man...my arrogant, battle-hardened, bossy, manipulative, makes-me-want-to-rip-his-beautiful-balls-right out-from-under-him sexy piece of man meat, thinks I can win. In fact, he expects it. Hah! Who said I even wanted to expend the effort for his sorry ass?They can have him.This story DOES NOT end in a cliffhanger but is the beginning of a new adventure.***Warning. For readers 18 years and older. Contains explicit sexual situations, dark themes, language, and violence.***

In 1962, James Meredith became a civil rights hero when he enrolled as the first African American student at the University of Mississippi. Four years later, he would make the news again when he reentered Mississippi, on foot. His plan was to walk from Memphis to Jackson, leading a "March Against Fear" that would promote black voter registration and defy the entrenched racism of the region. But on the march's second day, he was shot by a mysterious gunman, a moment captured in a harrowing and now iconic photograph. What followed was one of the central dramas of the civil rights era. With Meredith in the hospital, the leading figures of the civil rights movement flew to Mississippi to carry on his effort. They quickly found themselves confronting southern law enforcement officials, local activists, and one another. In the span of only three weeks, Martin Luther King, Jr., narrowly escaped a vicious mob attack; protesters were teargassed by state police; Lyndon Johnson refused to intervene; and the charismatic young activist Stokely Carmichael first led the chant that would define a new kind of civil rights movement: Black Power. Aram Goudsouzian's Down to the Crossroads is the story of the last great march of the King era, and the first great showdown of the turbulent years that followed. Depicting rural demonstrators' courage and the impassioned debates among movement leaders, Goudsouzian reveals the legacy of an event that would both integrate African Americans into the political system and inspire even bolder protests against it. Full of drama and contemporary resonances, this book is civil rights history at its best.

Ali has been hiding in an attic since civilization collapsed eight weeks ago. When the plague hit, her neighbors turned into mindless, hungry, homicidal maniacs.Daniel has been a loner his entire life. Then the world empties and he realizes that being alone isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.Finn is a former cop who is desperate for companionship, and willing to do anything it takes to protect the survivors around him.When the three cross paths they band together; sparks fly, romance blooms in the wasteland and Ali, Daniel and Finn bend to their very human needs in the ruins of civilization.Lust, love and trust all come under fire in Flesh as the three battle to survive, hunted through the suburban wastelands.

Seventeen-year-old Riven comes from a world parallel to Earth, a world that has been ravaged by a devastating android war. As a Legion General, she is the right hand of Prince Cale, the young Prince of Neospes. In her world, she's had everything: rank, responsibility, and respect. But when Prince Cale sends her away to rescue his long-lost brother, Caden, who has been spirited to modern day Earth, Riven finds herself in uncharted territory. Armed with the mindset of a soldier and racing against time to bring Caden home, Riven must learn how to blend in as a girl in a realm that is the opposite of all she's ever known. Will she be able to find the strength to defy her very nature? Or will she become the monstrous soldier she was designed to be?

Amazing Grace is Jonathan Kozol’s classic book on life and death in the South Bronx—the poorest urban neighborhood of the United States. He brings us into overcrowded schools, dysfunctional hospitals, and rat-infested homes where families have been ravaged by depression and anxiety, drug-related violence, and the spread of AIDS. But he also introduces us to devoted and unselfish teachers, dedicated ministers, and—at the heart and center of the book—courageous and delightful children. The children we come to meet through the friendships they have formed with Jonathan defy the stereotypes of urban youth too frequently presented by the media. Tender, generous, and often religiously devout, they speak with eloquence and honesty about the poverty and racial isolation that have wounded but not hardened them. Amidst all of the despair, it is the very young whose luminous capacity for love and transcendent sense of faith in human decency give reason for hope.