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Have some me-time this Mother's Day!A Bump Aisling’s his top employee, but with her prim exterior Gianluca has never noticed her. Then a wild and wanton night with the real Aisling means they are about to be bound together forever!A Baby When Francesco met Erin, they were wed within days – yet the marriage quickly fell apart… Until Franceso discovered she was carrying his child. Now he’s determined to reclaim her – as his wife and in his bed…A Meant-To-Be MotherJames’ life is dedicated to his young son. Then beautiful, stylish Siena appears on his doorstep and he can’t ignore the spark between them. ­­Can he ask her to give up her jet-set lifestyle for love?

THIS PAGE-TURNING THRILLER WILL HAVE YOU UP ALL NIGHT!The dead don't like to be ignored…Jayne McCartney, Liverpool's only female private eye, is soon to get a crash course in this and other ghost-related facts.Until now she’s kept her snooping firmly to the dodgy, sometimes dangerous – but definitely human – Liverpool underworld. But that all changes when an elderly couple approach her with a terrifying story…Their daughter, a 19-year-old student, died falling from her halls’ window. But she didn't jump, they insist – she was pushed. By a ghost.Who or what is walking the halls of Hart House? And will this case end up haunting Jayne forever…?

Venus has exploded.Showering Earth with radiation and bizarre particles that wipe out all the crops and half the life in the oceans.Suddenly, the ground itself begins melting into pools of dust that grow larger every day. For what has demolished Venus, and now threatens Earth itself, is part machine, part life-form – a nano-virus, dubbed Moonseed.Four scientists are all that stand between Moonseed and Earth’s extinction, four brilliant minds that must race to cut off the virus and save what’s left of the planet.

I’m on a train. I don’t know which stop I got on at; I only know the train is going fast and the world outside becomes a blur. I should get off, but I don’t.The universe is playing a cosmic joke on me. Here I had my life – a good life with everything a woman could want – and suddenly, there is something more I didn’t know I could have. A chance for me to be satisfied and content and maybe even on occasion deliriously, amazingly, exuberantly fulfilled.So this is where I am, on a train that’s out of control, and I am not just a passenger. I’m the one shovelling the furnace full of coal to keep it going fast and faster. If I could make myself believe it all happened by chance and I couldn’t help it, that I’ve been swept away, that it’s not my fault, that it’s fate… would that be easier? The truth is, I didn’t know I was looking for this until I found Will, but I must’ve been, all this time.And now it is not random, it is not fate, it is not being swept away.This is my choice.And I don’t know how to stop.Or even if I want to.