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In this Pulitzer Prize finalist by award winning playwright Gina Gionfriddo, Suzanna sets up Max, her best friend, on a blind date with her husband's co-worker, the mysterious Becky Shaw. What follows is a series of cataclysmic events that forever changes all their lives. Mixing sharp wit and humor with the taut suspense of a psychological thriller, the critically acclaimed Becky Shaw is a comedy of romantic errors that will keep audiences guessing. Directed by Bart DeLorenzo. Recorded before a live audience at the Skirball Cultural Center, Los Angeles, in February, 2011.

Since 1959, Chicago's The Second City improvisational comedy troupe has played a critical role in developing some of the most successful comedians in the United States and Canada. Comedians such as Alan Arkin, Joan Rivers, James Belushi, Bill Murray, Mike Myers, and Richard Kind, to name a few, have all performed with The Second City.

Since 1959, Chicago's The Second City improvisational comedy troupe has played a critical role in developing some of the most successful comedians in the United States and Canada. Comedians such as Alan Arkin, Joan Rivers, James Belushi, Bill Murray, Mike Myers, and Richard Kind, to name a few, have all performed with The Second City.

Most days, Andrea doesn't know whether she wants to kiss Tanner or punch him in the gut. He is seriously hot, with legit bedroom eyes and that firefighter body of his, but he's a major player, and they can't get along for more than a handful of minutes. Until now.

Never touch another club member's sister. It's one rule in the MC I'll never understand. That means Gemma is off limits. Too bad I don't listen to rules very well. I'll make Gemma see that she's the only woman for me. On my bike, in the clubhouse. She'll be mine. The Devil Saints are on our heels though, so I won't get to take my sweet time with her. And that's all I want to do. If I have to kill somebody to be with her, so be it. Those bastards have no idea what it really means to be the devil. I'll show them.

They call me Girth for a reason. I’m a damn giant. The muscle in the MC. It’s why I get sent out on loan when some of our brothers down South need some help. And by help, I mean crush some guys' skulls. That’s what the Marked Skulls are good at. Name fits, right? But when I get there, I’m tasked with protecting the President’s daughter, Lila. She’s petite and gorgeous, and all I can do is look. The Pres made it clear; I can’t touch. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right? Until he finds out.

With a camera in my face, a single picture is taken, and my life is forever changed. Worst part is that I didn't even see who took my picture. At least not until I walk into St. Skin and see her standing there with a camera. The woman hired to take pictures at St. Skin while the business continues to grow. So my sanctuary from my secrets and my past are now under threat, leaving me on edge. And everywhere I go, she's there, waiting to take my picture.

I do whatever it takes to get information for the Bad Disciples MC. I always keep my emotions in check. Especially after Sage left. But when she comes back into town, feelings come rushing back. I can’t seem to keep my hands off of her. When Sage sees firsthand what the Dragon Knights are doing to women, she wants to help the MC. But I refuse to let her get involved. It isn’t safe for a girl who looks like Sage to take on the rival club. But Sage doesn’t like to take "No" for an answer. How do I keep her safe when I am the one who keeps pulling her back in?

I'm no prisoner. And I'm no coward. I won't stay locked away at the clubhouse hiding from those *ssholes, The Devil Saints. So I go to a bar, away from my brothers. I need a break from all the chaos. Until drama walks right through the door. Laiken. The one who got away. Or I pushed away, I can barely remember. She's looking fine in that police uniform. I wonder if she'd let me use those cuffs on her. But we can't be together. A patched member and a cop? No. But you know what they say. The heart wants what it can't have.

I have a job to do, for my club. To get information on the indictment of our rivals, the Devil's Saints. I’m going to find out how to put away those *ssholes for good. The club didn’t give me the nickname Fox for my good looks. The mission changes when I meet Harlow Carmichael. Getting involved with her is a bad idea, but I can’t get my mind off her lips, or those curves. I don’t care if she’s the daughter of the man working for the enemy. When her life is threatened, I have to decide who to save. Her or my club.

She was supposed to be mine forever. But the night our fathers were killed, Sydney decided this life wasn't for her. So she ran. She left me, and our club behind. I never expected to see her on my doorstep six years later. With our child. She looks different, but she's still as beautiful as ever. Those hips, her sultry smile, I can't get over her. But she didn't leave the life, and she's got a DEA agent on her tail.

My need goes into overdrive the moment I see that sweet little chef at the kitchen door of a fund-raising gala. One look and everything changes. I crave her. Then I find out she's a virgin. Now I'm going to have more than just a taste.

Since 1959, Chicago's Second City improvisational comedy troupe has played a critical role in developing some of the most successful comedians in the United States and Canada. Comedians such as Alan Arkin, Joan Rivers, James Belushi, Bill Murray, Mike Myers, and Richard Kind, to name a few, have all performed with The Second City.

I never thought I’d be tricked into an arranged marriage with an alien warlord. Still, it’s been easy enough to keep my former gladiator husband at arm’s length. But once my translator starts working, the hulking himbo decides he’s tired of waiting and freaking kidnaps me. I wake up in a picturesque seaside village, and the big lug is only too happy to inform me that it’s all part of his plan to give us time to fall in love. Strangely enough, it turns out he was listening when I told him I loved historical mysteries.

The huge alien prince claims I’m his wife—but I’ve never been a good little princess. I’m not about to start now. Stuck in a hot jungle with an even hotter alien is not how I imagined my diplomatic mission going. To make things worse, every conversation is an exercise in survivor charades. I’ve always prided myself on never needing a man, but this planet seems determined to prove I can't live without the massive alien stuck to my side.

As the first humans allowed in Suevan space, there’s a lot riding on my all-woman team. Earth desperately needs their tech, and I’m determined to prove we can negotiate the price. Without their planetary defense systems, Earth is a sitting duck, ripe for invasion. Except the Suevan culture is nothing like ours. When I take part in what I think is a welcoming ceremony, I leave with more than I bargained for: a husband. A mate. Apparently, we’re there to marry them as payment—something the top brass on Earth doesn’t bother denying. Fantastic.

The minute our commanding officers assign us to track down the Roth and missing human women, I know it's a setup. Just my huge husband, Aeroz, and me together in a small spaceship for however long it takes? Yeah. It's definitely a setup.

Have you ever loved someone so much you'd do anything to save them? What if that was the same person? Roman won me in a card game. I became everything he wanted me to be. The bride at his altar. The mother to his child. Somewhere along the way, I became something else, too… The woman he loves.

That's it. I've had enough. My new neighbor has been sending threatening letters for months and is now suing me. He's trying to force me to remove the beehives from my backyard. (What kind of jerk doesn't understand how important bees are?) It turns out he's some famous quarterback named Gabriel "Beauty" Bardales. (Why do jocks give each other dumb nicknames?) He wants my beehives removed because he claims the bees are interfering with his guesthouse swimming pool.

Four years ago, I fell in love with a demon. Then he bailed on me, leaving me with a broken heart and a big secret. When I see a news article about Monsterville's new demon sheriff, I recognize Venom. My heart may have healed, but our past isn't over. I present him with our daughter, and he's stunned and overjoyed. He's still the gruff, growly demon I fell for with a soft, squishy inside he hides from the world.