Nadia, Mateo, and Verlaine have saved Captive's Sound from the dark Sorceress Elizabeth...or so they thought. Despite their best efforts, a crack opened and a new, greater evil seeped through. With Mateo as her Steadfast, Nadia's magic is magnified and she is more powerful than ever. But there is still so much she doesn't know about the craft, leaving her open and vulnerable to a darker magic...which has begun to call Nadia's name.

She's returning to her old Amish community with something to hide. Something big. He's just trying to make it through his first winter as a farmer. Together they will learn the meaning of steadfast mercy in this sweet Amish romance.Caleb would do anything for his elderly neighbor, Edna, as she had no family in the district. After he dissolved his construction company, she had kindly offered her acreage to farm. Sowing and harvesting keeps his hands occupied, and, more importantly, gives him alone time—a place to hide. So, when she says there's a package to pick up in town, he hitches up his buggy. But the package is a little more than he bargains for.Jonica had no plans to return to Posen, Michigan, after she and her parents moved up north. But when her parents die in a car accident, she is forced to return with her five-year-old son to take care of some old family property. She doesn't plan to stay long and hopes to remain out of the public...

The Alliance has been fighting the Syndics for a century--and losing badly. Now its fleet is crippled and stranded in enemy territory. Their only hope is a man who's emerged from a century-long hibernation to find he has been heroically idealized, beyond belief... Captain John "Black Jack" Geary's legendary exploits are known to every schoolchild. Revered for his heroic "last stand" in the early days of the war, he was presumed dead. But a century later, Geary miraculously returns from survival hibernation and reluctantly takes command of the Alliance fleet as it faces annihilation by the Syndics. Appalled by the hero-worship around him, Geary is nevertheless a man who will do his duty. And he knows that bringing the stolen Syndic hypernet key safely home is the Alliance's one chance to win the war. But to do that, Geary will have to live up to the impossibly heroic "Black Jack" legend...

Despite her spoiled upbringing, twenty-year-old Lenore Fulcher isn't pretentious. She simply believes a marriage should be built on true love. Her father, however, thinks she's wasted enough time searching for the perfect husband. He wants to marry her off to one of his business partners—who is seventeen years her senior—an idea that is out of the question for Lenore.Kolbein Booth, a young lawyer from Chicago, arrives in Seattle looking for his headstrong sister, who he believes may have answered an advertisement for mail-order brides. Sick with worry, he storms into the Madison Bridal School, demanding to see his sister, only to learn she isn't there. But Lenore Fulcher is, and something about her captures his attention.Is this the man Lenore has been searching for? She may not have long to find out...

It's bedtime—and bestselling authors Rhonda Nelson and Tawny Weber have two deliciously wicked tales to tell you...The Steadfast Hot Soldier by Rhonda NelsonArmy ranger Tucker "Bear" Midwinter has two rules when it comes to the ladies—no tiny women, and no dancers. So why does petite ballet teacher Veda Hayes turn his blood into liquid fire? Still, the heat between them won't be denied. Will this soldier melt...or burn up?Wild Thing by Tawny WeberCompared to her beautiful siblings, groomer Andrea Tanner always felt like an ugly stepsister. But when she's left tied up and fuming, her prize pooch, Medusa, stolen, Andrea can't help hoping her prince will come. And he does. Hunky P.I. Percy Graham arrives in time to save the day—and to remind her that he hasn't forgotten the naughty night they once shared....Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.Major John "Bear" Midwinter saw the Hydrangea, Mississippi, city limits sign swiftly approaching and thought the Seventh Circle of Hell might be a better name. His lips twitched with a pale effort at humor.He supposed it didn't have the same cachet.Hydrangea sounded picturesque, quaint and homey, and he supposed, to most of the residents who lived here—or ever had, for that matter—that's exactly the kind of town it was. He grimaced.His fondest memory of Hydrangea, however, was leaving it.True to its flowery namesake, dozens of multicolored blooms spilled off the bushes along either side of the road and, though he hadn't been near the town square in years, he knew the snowball-size flowers would be planted all around the white gazebo in its center. They'd be hanging from the lampposts in fancy planters, coaxed up trellises and displayed in wreaths on storefront doors. As a boy he'd ridden his bike on the sidewalks, stopped for strawberry milk shakes at Malone's Diner and sweet-talked chocolate stars from Ella Johnston, who ran the candy counter at the dry goods store.It wasn't that he didn't have any good memories of Hydrangea—he did. But they had been few and far between.As a U.S. Army Ranger and part of a Special Forces unit that specialized in hand-to-hand combat, Bear knew a thousand different ways to incapacitate, wound or kill an opponent. He could size up an adversary in the blink of an eye then isolate a weakness and use it to his advantage in another blink. He was supremely confident in his abilities. Some men, he'd been taught, were natural warriors and between his size—which was notable—and inherent skill, he knew he fell into that category. He was good at his job, confident in his ability to carry out his duties for Uncle Sam. He frowned.But the duty he was facing here was another matter altogether.Could he competently ready his mother's dance studio and apartment for the impending sale? Certainly. He wasn't a carpenter, but knew his way around a hammer well enough to handle the repairs. The better question—the one that had been circling the brain drain for weeks now—was why in the hell had he agreed to do them? What on earth had possessed him to agree to help her? Despite the fact that she was his mother, he certainly didn't owe her anything.Duty, Bear thought. It was a bitch to shake, deserved or not.Celeste Midwinter's parenting style had been more Mommy Dearest than June Cleaver. The day he'd walked out her door to go to college had been one of the happiest in his life. Until he'd moved out, there hadn't been a single day in his memory that she hadn't reminded him of how he'd ruined her life, ruined her body, ruined her career. A gifted ballet dancer, his mother had been living in New York, on the verge of stardom when she'd gotten pregnant with him. Her strict Catholic upbringing hadn't prevented her from having premarital sex, but it had kept her from aborting him.He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she regretted it. He'd heard it from her own lips.So why was he here? Why wasn't he using his leave to go on a real much-deserved vacation? Why hadn't he booked a trip to the beach? Taken a short cruise? Gone to Jamaica with his friends?Other than some misguided sense of misplaced duty—there it was again, his downfall—and an odd, unexplainable expectation, he didn't have any idea.He supposed, to some degree, he felt sorry for her. When her dancing career had ended and no help from his father had been forthcoming—Bear didn't even know the man's name and had certainly never met him—Celeste had literally thrown a dart at the map and relocated. Her family had disowned her as a result of the pregnancy, so she'd had no one to turn to, in what he knew had to be a very difficult time. She'd survived. She'd worked hard, built the studio up and into a business that had supported them and for that reason alone, if for no other, he hadn't been able to say no. His mother was hard, and whatever negligible maternal instincts she might have possessed had been poisoned by bitterness. But at the end of the day...she was the only family he had.Who knew? Bear thought. Perhaps they'd be able to repair some of the damage over the next few days. He'd seen her less than half a dozen times over the last dozen years. He was certainly a different person. It was possible that she could be, too. That maybe, with age, had come a heavy dose of wisdom and a little bit of regret.Bear made the turn onto Main Street, noting the signs for the Fried Festival—which elicited a snort and a smile—and followed the street to the town square. The place was exactly as he'd remembered it, as though it would forever be locked in a Normal Rockwell time warp. Other than new paint and a couple of new businesses he didn't recognize, the hub of Hydrangea was recognizably the same. He nodded to a couple of men who were busy setting up tables—in preparation for the festival, he imagined—and continued on. He made the circle, slowing as he passed the dance studio, before exiting via Daffodil Street to the back entrance.Though savvy Realtors had come in and developed trendy studio apartments above many of the businesses around the square, his mother had done it out of necessity. She hadn't been able to afford both the business and a house, so she'd outfitted the studio first, then renovated the upstairs living quarters as money had permitted. The result had been an artist's den of sorts, with walls that didn't go all the way to the ceiling and lots of vintage treasures mined from yard sales and the Salvation Army. It had suited her, though, Bear thought now, but the place had always made him feel like a mismatched accessory.He pulled up next to his mother's car and noted the open trunk with a sense of dread, then slid out from behind the wheel. Seconds later his mother dragged an enormous suitcase onto the balcony and waved impatiently at him."Finally," she said with a heavy dose of exasperation. "I was afraid I was going to miss you altogether."Miss him? The dread bloomed into disbelief.She started down the steps, awkwardly hauling the suitcase behind her. Impeccably dressed as always, she wore a blue linen pantsuit, ballet flats and a jaunty little beret. Pearl studs glowed from her ears and a small gold crucifix, the one she always wore, was nestled against her chest. "My flight leaves in three hours. It's international, which means I have to be there two hours early and it's a forty-five-minute drive. You know how I detest being late," she said, finally arriving at the bottom of the stairs. She stopped and looked up at him, then gestured to the bag. "Can you be a darling and pop this in the trunk for me?"An international flight? She was leaving? Now?He felt a disbelieving smile slide over his lips and gave himself a mental shake. This was his mother. Of course, she was leaving. So much for a new start, Bear thought as he stowed her bag and closed the lid."Where are you going?" he asked, his tone as conversational as if he was merely inquiring about the weather."To Paris," she said. "It's a retirement gift to myself." She glanced back at the house and studio. "I can't bear the idea of being around while you finish everything up. I've spent thirty-one years of my life here," she said. "I know this chapter is closing, but it's still tough, still going to take some getting used to."And what better way to get used to it than by going to Paris? Bear thought. Especially when he'd be there to make sure that the repairs the new owner requested were done.The brief brush with nostalgia complete, his mother released a resolute sigh. "The Salvation Army is coming to pick up the rest of the stuff left inside on Saturday afternoon," she said, "but if you find anything you think I might have put in by mistake, you can send it to my new address.""You bought the house on Lilac Street?" She'd emailed a picture to him last month to see what he thought. The caption had read A Real Front Porch!His mother pulled a piece of paper from her purse and handed it to him. "No," she said. "I bought a place in Charleston. A quaint little craftsman near the water."He wouldn't give her the benefit of his surprise. "Charleston?"She smiled at him as though she were merely sharing news with a passing acquaintance and not her son. "I'm going to sip mint juleps and join hoity-toity book clubs, go to estate sales and try my hand at painting. It's my turn," she said, as though her entire life hadn't been her turn. He could feel the old familiar irritation taking hold and redoubled his efforts to keep it in check. "I've left a list of the contracted repairs upstairs," she told him. "Please confer with Veda as you do them and make sure that everything is to her liking." She grimaced. "Naturally, I can't afford for the sale to fall through now."And with the money she was saving on hiring a contractor, she could no doubt afford her trip to Paris. Sheesh. He was such a fool.Veda? Why did that name sound familiar? He had a sudden memory of long golden hair and determined green eyes, skinned knees and a tattered tutu. Something in his chest gave a little squeeze and his heart inexplicably skipped a beat. Tiny Dancer? Tiny Dancer was the former student who had bought the studio? How old had she been when he left? Bear wondered. Twelve? Thirteen? She'd been young, he knew that. And so, so small. His nickname for her hadn't been the least bit original, but she'd gotten a kick out of it. He remembered his mother being exceptionally hard on Veda and when he'd asked her about it, she'd said she was only hard on the ones who had promise.So what had happened to the promising...

Rescuing people is his job...But the one person pararescue jumper Chance Garrison can't seem to help is his own ailing father, who refuses his much-needed physical rehabilitation. That is, until Chance hires unconventional occupational therapist Chloe Callet. To his surprise, Chloe and her sweet black Lab, Midnight, work wonders. And not only on the elder Garrison. Chance just may have met the woman who can get through his own toughened exterior. Can he persuade the lovely Chloe to take a chance--on him?

The final novel in Michelle Hauck's Birth of Saints trilogy, Steadfast follows Grudging and Faithful in telling the fateful story of Claire and Ramiro and their battle against a god that hungers for blood.When the Northerners invaded, the ciudades-estado knew they faced a powerful army. But what they didn't expect was the deadly magic that was also brought to the desert: the white-robed priests with their lethal Diviners, and the evil god, Dal. Cities have burned, armies have been decimated, and entire populaces have been sacrificed in the Sun God's name, and it looks as if nothing can prevent the devastation.But there are still those with hope. Claire, a Woman of the Song, has already brought considerable magic of her own to fight the Children of Dal, and Ramiro, a soldier who has forsaken his vows to Colina Hermosa's cavalry in order to stand by her side, has killed and bled for their cause. Separated after the last battle, they move...

Resolute. Firm. Unwavering That was my love for him. Steadfast for as long as I can remember. As my best friend's brother, he ignored me before noticing me. He protected me, bought me my first beer, but eventually became my undoing. There was a time I would have died to get him to notice me, now I'd do anything to forget him. I'm not the one who can tame him, and he's not the guy who will change for me. This isn't a story about falling in love, this is a story about falling out of love. Unrequited love, and finding the strength to stand up for myself. Here's to the steadfast. This is a standalone coming of age story that crosses years from YA into NA genre, due to mature subject matter this book is for ages 16 and up. This is not your typical love story.**

Offering a helping hand... Could give him everything he needs. Fighting his way back from a troubled past, handyman Angus "Witt" Wittenbauer needs refuge. When dog sanctuary owner Maddie McNeill needs someone to fix her kennel's roof, it seems like the answer to his prayers, especially when he's reunited with his long-lost dog, Ranger. His growing friendship with Maddie hints at the promise of something more, but will Witt ever feel deserving of love again? From Love Inspired: Uplifting stories of faith, forgiveness and hope.K-9 Companions Book 1: Their Unbreakable Bond by Deb KastnerBook 2: Finding Her Way Back by Lisa CarterBook 3: The Veteran's Vow by Jill LynnBook 4: Her Easter Prayer by Lee Tobin McClainBook 5: Earning Her Trust by Brenda MintonBook 6: Guarding His Secret by Jill KemererBook 7: An Unlikely Alliance by Toni ShilohBook 8: The...

Annie and Cal McFay live a normal life with their eight-year-old daughter Avi in Steadfast, Kansas. Until another man comes into Annie's life - Jesus Christ. She tries to explain to Cal and Avi the difference Jesus has made in everything, but Cal isn't willing to "give in" to God and change his way of life. He gives Annie the ultimatum: Choose Jesus or me. Then the family is taken hostage by thieves. Negotiations get desperate. Annie can't let Cal risk his life for them, not when his salvation is uncertain. The situation comes to a climax, and the whole town of Steadfast is left to make sense of the ultimate sacrifice... Steadfast, Kansas, Population: 3,386 Annie McFay is a waitress with a calling far beyond burgers and fries. jered Manson is a runaway whose dad doesn't support his musical ambition. New Ways clash with the old. Annie's newfound faith should make her happy, but her husband sees it as a threat to their marriage. Jered is trying out a new friendship - a dangerous one. And his actions may jeopardize lives besides his own. When Annie and Jered come face-to-face in one desperate moment, their spiritual choices become harsh reality. Threatened with disaster, the entire town of Steadfast must band together to save them. Will the power of prayer be enough? From the Trade Paperback edition.

New York Times bestselling author Jack Campbell's action-packed Lost Fleet series has propelled readers from deep space to the very edge of their seats. Now Admiral John "Black Jack" Geary embarks on a thrilling new adventure to defend the Alliance and safeguard the future. Geary and the crew of the Dauntless have managed to safely escort important alien representatives to Earth. But before they can make tracks for home, two of Geary's key lieutenants vanish. The search for his missing men leads Geary on a far-flung chase, ultimately ending at the one spot in space from which all humans have been banned: the moon Europa. Any ship that lands there must stay or be destroyed—leaving Geary to face the most profound moral dilemma of his life. To make matters worse, strains on the Alliance are growing as the Syndics continue to meddle. Geary is ordered to take a small force to the border of...

Claire Adams is rich and successful. But is she willing to follow Jesus no matter what the cost? Searching for her purpose, Claire gives up everything and winds up in Steadfast, Kansas, where she hides in an attic library and meets a runaway teenager. She's ready for God to use her to do big things, but He has other plans for her -- better plans. Can the entire town throw away their self-absorbed lives and answer their own unique call to follow Him? From the Trade Paperback edition.

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