"Family. Loyalty. Unconditional love.. I've never seen anything like it." All it took was one bullet. One bullet put a dent in my plan to survive the vicious storm that is my father and flipped my entire world on its axis. Dragged from the dumps of Sin City to the Palace of Westbrook, I find myself living in a strange new version of hell, surrounded by sexy bad boys, money and power. The Kingston brothers own this city and everyone in it. They seem to think they can rule me. Unfortunately for them, I don't follow rules. And my stepbrothers are about to find out just how far I'm willing to go to survive. He wants my body. He can take it. But he will never take my heart. Because you can't take what no longer exists. *This is a full length dark high school romance with themes some readers might find offensive. Contains graphic language, dark triggers, drugs, violence and sex. It is book 1 of 3 in the Kingston Brothers series but can be read as an interlinking standalone.

WREN Never feel, never fall. Four words I tell myself to protect my heart from the pain I know all too well. I learned my lesson the hard way. Promised myself I'd never allow anyone to hurt me the way she did. Now I'm falling and I can't seem to stop it. He's dangerous. I'm broken. He fills the missing pieces until all I feel is him. And I'm the sucker stupid enough to let him do it. LEVI I've always wanted what I can't have. Family, freedom, love.. him. I've wanted him for as long as I can remember - the broken bad boy with the sad eyes and the tortured heart - but like everything else in my life, it's not that easy. His past will tear us apart. My lies will break us beyond repair. This love will send us both to an early grave. Ask me if I give a damn. Wren Kingston is mine. And it's about time he knows it. This is a full length, dark high school romance with themes some readers might find offensive. While this story can be read as a standalone with a HEA and no cliffhanger, it is a continuation of the Kingston Brothers series and should be read after Kings of Westbrook High. PLEASE NOTE: This book is M/M. Books 1 & 3 are M/F.

JORDYN My life's been laid out for me since before I was born. Graduate high school, marry the mayor's son, get my degree and take over my mother's company. I don't want it - I don't want any of it - but I'd never say that out loud. Girls like me aren't supposed to speak our minds. We're supposed to smile and look pretty and do as we're told without argument. I keep my mouth shut for an easy life. A boring life. But then I met him. Xander Reid doesn't follow rules. He's a cocky bad boy with a devil may care attitude and a tongue bar I can't stop staring at. He treats life like a game and dares me to play with him. And even though I know he's bad for me, I'm not sure how much longer I can resist. XANDER Lakewood is supposed to be a punishment. A way to fix me and my unusual take on life. Seven months before the end of my senior year, my parents ship me off to live in a strange town with a family I barely know and a private school full of entitled rich kids. They seem to forget change doesn't bother me. I get bored easily, can't sit still for five minutes and nothing holds my attention. But then I met her. Jordyn James isn't as innocent as she makes out to be. She's a bad girl trapped in a life fit for a princess, desperate for freedom from the chains that hold her back. Making her mine just might be the worst thing I've ever done, and yet I regret nothing. This is a 65k word, opposites attract romance with themes some readers might find offensive. Complete standalone with a HEA and no cliffhanger.

Longlisted for the 2019 Center for Fiction First Novel Prize, Ryan Chapman’s “gritty, bracing debut” (Esquire) set during a prison riot is “dark, daring, and laugh-out-loud hilarious…one of the smartest—and best—novels of the year” (NPR). A largescale riot rages through Westbrook prison in upstate New York, incited by a poem in the house literary journal. Our unnamed narrator, barricaded inside the computer lab, swears he’s blameless—even though, as editor-in-chief, he published the piece in question. As he awaits violent interruption by his many, many enemies, he liveblogs one final Editor’s Letter. Riots I Have Known is his memoir, confession, and act of literary revenge. His tale spans a childhood in Sri Lanka, navigating the postwar black markets and hotel chains; employment as a Park Avenue doorman, serving the widows of the one percent; life in prison, with the silver lining of his beloved McNairy; and his stewardship of The Holding Pen, a “masterpiece of post-penal literature” favored by Brooklynites everywhere. All will be revealed, and everyone will see he’s really a good guy, doing it for the right reasons. “Fitfully funny and murderously wry,” Riots I Have Known is “a frenzied yet wistful monologue from a lover of literature under siege” (Kirkus Reviews).

Includes the Aerial Warfare In Europe During World War II illustrations pack with over 180 maps, plans, and photos. Gen Henry H. “Hap.” Arnold, US Army Air Forces (AAF) Chief of Staff during World War II, maintained diaries for his several journeys to various meetings and conferences throughout the conflict. Volume 1 introduces Hap Arnold, the setting for five of his journeys, the diaries he kept, and evaluations of those journeys and their consequences. General Arnold’s travels brought him into strategy meetings and personal conversations with virtually all leaders of Allied forces as well as many AAF troops around the world. He recorded his impressions, feelings, and expectations in his diaries. Maj Gen John W. Huston, USAF, retired, has captured the essence of Henry H. Hap Arnold—the man, the officer, the AAF chief, and his mission. Volume 2 encompasses General Arnold’s final seven journeys and the diaries he kept therein.

"Deep always calls unto deep. The results? Reckless Hate & Catastrophe." Westbrook had four boys that ruled my life once. They were hell raisers. Cunning Athletes. Skilled Manipulators. Hateful Assholes. Gorgeous gods. Heartbreakers. Only I never counted on them breaking my heart as savagely as they did, sending me away when I needed them the most. Making me spiral into a vicious abyss of darkness where I'm haunted by a pair of frosty blue eyes filled with hate. But now I'm back and this time around. For a reason that makes breathing almost completely impossible. And if they think I won't get revenge for my brother--one of the Blue Boys--then they have another kind of hell to face. Because I'm no longer their little Blue girl from four years ago. . .