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I'm trapped in a world of magic and monsters, ruled by laws I don't understand, inhabited by creatures older and far more vicious than me. If I want to get anywhere, I must tame my newfound power and find allies, but in the war-ravaged Slawa, no one trusts anyone. I must prove myself, risking my life and evading the devil, even though he seems unavoidable. When the biggest powers in Slawa find out who I am, everything changes, and I learn my lesson one more time. I shouldn't have trusted the devil. But he should have learned, too. I bite so hard when I'm cornered.

Renowned for his wit, style and sophistication, Noël Coward was one of the greatest playwrights of the 20th century. His plays, set in the glittering world of high society in which he lived, are much admired and have remained in the popular theatre repertoire to this day. This collection brings together the very best radio adaptation

Myles Foster: CEO, thief, broody grump. And, once upon a time, the boy who read me stories when it stormed. My brothers hate him for the knowledge he took from our family's bourbon company to start his own empire. My sisters have forgotten him. But me? I'm going to be his new assistant. To him, I'm just a temp with a deep knowledge about the world of spirits. But if I come clean about just where I got that know-how, he'll toss me out before I can find out what happened to the boy who calmed my fears.

While visiting family in Italy with my mother, I came face-to-face with Leo Toscano, the head of the Italian mafia and my worst nightmare. Let's get one thing straight: I didn't know the mafia was a thing until the ruthless man threatened to wipe out my family unless I married him. Not having much of a choice, I reluctantly said "I do," and tied myself to the heartless bastard for life. Turns out he doesn't want anything to do with me, and I quickly learn the definition of loneliness. But then secrets begin to come to light, and everything I thought I knew about my life turns out to be a lie.

Of course, my brother went and got himself hurt on this last deployment. I don't know what I expect at the hospital but I don't expect Noah, the man who saved my brother's life. I don't expect him to also save me . . . or that I will have to save him.

Cupid's Pack has always served one purpose: Protect the purity of mate bonds. But when my own fated mate turns out to be an unbearable prick, I tarnish my mother's perfect record. As the Luna of Cupid's Pack, she's never allowed one of our own to live unmated . . . And she has no intention of making an exception for me. When I choose to reject my mate, I seal my fate as an outcast.

I am broken. A piece of my soul burned away, leaving me hollow and unfeeling. I wander the caverns of Nawie, the only place that's not entirely unsafe. When I can't stand the boredom of a life with no meaning, I amuse myself watching Woland's pitiful attempts to atone. He grovels. He begs. He brings me gifts. His despair grows deeper with every shake of my head. Oh, how well he lies. Little does he know, nothing will make me trust him again. And if that broken part of my soul ever heals, I will rip it out and destroy it.

Three years ago, my father forced me to vanish from Agony Hollow in the dead of night. No goodbyes. No apologies. Now I'm back on a scholarship I risked everything to get, and my one and only childhood friend wants me gone. But Kai Jordan isn't the same green-eyed boy who escaped with me into the woods behind our broken homes. He's hotter. Crueler. Utterly ruthless. And intent on breaking me before the end of the week.

I walked out of my home and away from my loving sister to protect her. Either I left with him, the man who's watched me from the shadows for months, or he would kill Grace. It's been nine months of living in pure agony and hell. Nine months since I last saw Grace. Nine months of him controlling every aspect of my life. My mind has shattered, and I'm not sure I'll ever escape him. Until I do.

I didn't get to be the head of the Di Salvo crime family by showing mercy. Just the opposite, in fact. Until I meet her. Thalia. My girl witnessed something that could get her killed, but it's my job to protect her now. She's not just a loose end to tie up, she's a shy, curvy goddess with a silent strength she's not even aware of. In my line of business, love is a liability. A weakness. Yet, every day Thalia is under my protection, I'm drawn closer to her warmth and soft-spoken words. This woman might just be my salvation.

I entered an arranged marriage so my sister, Ciara, could marry for love. Three years later, I'm a widow, and my father arranges for Ciara to marry Dominik Varga. The assassin slash arms dealer is as dangerous as he's quiet, which is very unnerving. Needless to say, I'm not happy at all. A deal was a deal, and I kept my end of it, so there's no way on God's green earth I'll just sit back and smile like a good little girl. I'll fight for Ciara's freedom so she won't have to face the hell I was forced to endure. But Dominik doesn't make things easy for me.

As the eldest daughter of Ilias Dimitrou, I'm next in line to become the head of the Greek mafia. I'm getting good at putting on an act while I learn everything I need to know about the organization, but behind closed doors, I'm terrified. If my father's men catch a whiff of my fear, they'll rip me apart.

Adrian Cross was never supposed to walk back into my life—especially not looking like that. Towering. Tattooed. With eyes that burn hotter than his tattoo gun. He's my brother's best friend. A polar bear shifter. My lifelong crush. And the new artist filling in at our shop while Magnus is out. He says I'm his fated mate. That he's known since we were kids. He says that he's waited long enough and he's done pretending.

I've worked the night shift at the local gas station for years, and nothing exciting ever happens. That is, until a tall, dark stranger comes in to buy a coffee. I thought he was just passing through town, but then he started coming in every night. The night I finally manage to say "hi" to him, the gas station is robbed, and my tall, dark stranger saves my life before disappearing. A few days later, I'm offered a job as a housekeeper for a wealthy recluse. It pays more money than I've ever hoped to make in my lifetime, so I accept.

I haven't seen my old man in years, and I like it that way. Being the second in command of the Di Salvo crime family has kept me plenty busy, not to mention paid for my father's expensive in-home care after he spent his life searching for happiness in the bottom of a bottle. With the threat of war looming overhead, I don't have time to worry about my father's latest health scare. Until I hear her voice. Cambria.

I left for a weekend in Las Vegas and came back with a husband. Gideon James isn't just any husband. He's the wealthy CEO of a Vegas casino and hotel, he's devastating in a suit—and he's Bourbon Canyon, Montana's very own prodigal son. Now he's returning to claim the land my brothers are in the middle of purchasing from his father. With me at his side, Gideon will finally be able to stop the sale.

I've been a recluse since the accident, but there was a wedding I refused to miss. I just never expected to come home with the bride. Now, I have a runaway bride in my Montana cabin who needs time to lick her wounds. Summer Kerrigan is as bright as her name, even on her worst days. Too bad she's been off-limits since she dated my brother in high school. It doesn't matter that fifteen years have passed since we lost him. She was his. She'll never be mine.

The mate I rejected made a grave error. He played his hand too early, and he underestimated what a shifter is willing to survive in the name of love. When my mates, my family, and my pack are all threatened, there will be casualties. Who deserves to survive? And when the pieces start to fall into place—who really gets what they deserve?

I planned to arrive early at our remote lakeside cabin for a solo week of much-needed rest and relaxation before Thanksgiving. That was until my brother called and told me his best friends, my childhood crushes, would be there early too. I convinced myself it was fine. Besides, that was four years ago, and after they ghosted me, I got over them.

The second I lay eyes on Naomi Kent, I know I want her. And not just for my duet, though her voice is so strikingly beautiful, it can make angels weep. It's her mind, her passion, her perfect curvy body. Everything about her sets my blood on fire. But here's the thing . . . I need her to get this song produced. She needs me to help her regain the life she lost. So, any chance at an us . . . Well, that's a no-go, right?