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From New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Freida McFadden comes the next installment of the unbelievably twisty, tension-packed and globally bestselling Housemaid series. This book can be enjoyed as a standalone listen: and once you start, it will have you up all night until the final explosive twist.

From the moment I meet my son’s new girlfriend, I know she’s going to be trouble. Haven isn’t the kind of partner I imagined for my darling boy. Joel is sensitive and kind, whereas Haven is so loud and full of confidence. Her sun-kissed locks and gleaming smile are perfect… too perfect. She doesn’t belong here. And I’ll do whatever it takes to get rid of her…

This is my first job as a housekeeper, but Evan Warner doesn’t need to know that. It’s the first of many lies I’ll tell him. He just lost his wife, Lola, and now he and his young daughter Jessica are adrift. But no amount of cleaning will rid this house of the secrets that have seeped into the cracks. I never forgave Lola for what she did to me. But I can’t let Evan get away with her murder.

Cora freezes, her breath catching in her throat. Outside her home is someone she thought she’d never see again: Violet. Cora fostered her years ago, and Violet nearly tore her family apart… Now Violet’s all grown up and her tawny eyes seem calmer, warmer. Cora can't ignore the guilt she's carried all this time… So, she welcomes Violet into her perfect home and perfect family–she has the kind of life some people would kill for.

1680, Salem. Surrounded by lush herbs and colorful flowers, a young woman promises to keep her four-year-old daughter, Isadora, safe. Isadora’s father was an honorable man—but he was also truly dangerous. The book he left them must stay hidden until the time is right.

England, 1920. Eleanor Swift has spent the last few years travelling the world: taking tea in China, tasting alligators in Peru, escaping bandits in Persia and she has just arrived in England after a chaotic 45-day flight from South Africa. Chipstone is about the sleepiest town you could have the misfortune to meet. But then, from the edge of a quarry, through the driving rain, Eleanor is shocked to see a man shot and killed in the distance. Before she can climb down to the spot, the villain is gone and the body has vanished.

For Sydney Flynn, her treasured family home, Starlight Cottage, is her sanctuary. The house on the beach, surrounded by glittering turquoise waters, is the perfect place for her fresh start, piecing her life back together after it fell apart. That’s until her knees almost buckle at the sight of Nate Henderson. Nate is back to make it up to Sydney, but can she forgive him for all the heartbreak he caused? And it’s not only about her - Sydney is a single mother to Robby, her whole world, and she won’t let just anyone into their lives. Can she trust that Nate has really changed?

Charlotte Villette watches in horror as the train leaves the station in a cloud of smoke. Five innocent children stare back at her through the glass, tears running down their cheeks. She promised to keep them safe but, now they have been separated by the Nazi guards, how can she protect them?

Man kann nie wirklich wissen, was hinter verschlossenen Türen vor sich geht ... Mein Sohn Sam heiratet seine Jugendliebe, und ich könnte nicht stolzer auf den wundervollen Mann sein, zu dem er geworden ist. Noch nie war ich so froh, dass ich seinen gewalttätigen Vater vor Jahren verlassen habe. Denn heute steht Sam da, das absolute Gegenteil seines Vaters, und gibt der Schwiegertochter meiner Träume das Jawort. Ohne meine Hilfe hätte er vielleicht nie eine so perfekte Frau wie Lauren gefunden. Es stimmt schon: Mama weiß es immer besser.

Paris, 1942: From the far side of the cobbled street Sadie locks eyes with a thin woman wearing a yellow star and clutching a newborn baby. Her eyes carry a pleading message that Sadie cannot ignore. As the woman is hustled onto a bus by cold-eyed soldiers, she calls out a desperate appeal. Moments later, Sadie hears the tiny cry. Scooping the abandoned baby under her jacket, she runs to where she works: La Maison Bleue. A place of glittering chandeliers and velvet armchairs, beloved by the German soldiers. A dangerous place for a young girl to hide a Jewish child.

Leah and her three best friends get changed into their pyjamas, eat pizza, and argue about what film to watch. They laugh together, until the early hours. But the next morning, Leah blinks open her eyes and sees three empty sleeping bags. The other girls are gone. Twenty years later. In her small hometown, still-haunted Leah has never been able to shake off the rumours and whispers. How could she have slept through it all? She must know what happened.

Everyone stares in admiration at my husband. As he accepts his award for excellence in service, his warm smile draws everyone in. Until a reporter shouts, “Detective Slater, did you kill your ex-wife?” When I first heard about Hannah Slater’s death, my heart stopped: we had the same auburn hair, brown eyes and difficult childhoods. It could have been me in that grave. Then I met Conor. Soon, I was putting Hannah’s clothes in the attic and raising his children while he was out fighting monsters.

It’s a blazin’ summer in Willow Bluff, Georgia, and chef Jessie Haynes has prepared the best darn wedding buffet the town has ever tasted. Love is in the air—peppered with the tantalizing aroma of fried chicken, and just a dash of… murder? At the centre of Jessie’s pitch-perfect dinner table sits a tiered red velvet cake, decorated in pearly-white icing and delicate pink roses, just waiting for its moment to shine. But when groom Tommy Prescott takes a bite, he immediately slumps to the floor, dead.

The table is set for a feast–wine glasses, fancy tableware, candles. Like every year, we have gathered at our father’s home on Liars Island for the holidays. It’s the only time we’re ever together as a family. As we eat and raise our glasses, we avoid each other’s eyes… But this year someone new has been invited. Someone we haven’t seen for years. Someone who keeps asking questions about that terrible Christmas six years ago, when our mother died. Does our Christmas guest know more than he’s saying? Why is he here, and will we be able to keep our secrets safe?

As stars sparkle in wintry skies, the little village of Thimblebury is getting in the Christmas spirit. Fairy lights hang in shop windows, couples kiss under the mistletoe and midwife Zoe Padbury has a heartfelt Christmas wish…For midwife Zoe Padbury, there’s nowhere more magical than her Lake District home at Christmas. The air smells of hot chocolate and mulled wine, there are Santa cruises on the lakes, and Zoe has her hands full welcoming babies into the world–the best presents of all. But at home at Kestrel Cottage, despite the lights twinkling on the tree, the mood is far from festive.

Ich bin seine erste Frau. Nur ich kenne sein Geheimnis … Vor elf Jahren musste mein Ehemann von der Weltoberfläche verschwinden. Er hat mir von dieser furchtbaren Sache erzählt, die er getan hat – und die mich und unseren Sohn in größte Gefahr bringt. Wir hatten keine andere Wahl, als seinen Tod vorzutäuschen. Die Zeit seitdem war schwer, aber ich habe sie überstanden, weil er versprochen hat, eines Tages zurückzukehren. Dass wir in eine neue Stadt ziehen und noch mal ganz neu anfangen würden.

Dein neuer Ehemann hat ein Geheimnis. Und deine Schwiegermutter würde alles tun, um es zu bewahren…Von dem ersten Moment an, als ich meine neue Schwiegermutter Lilian Fletcher treffe, macht sie eins deutlich: Sie hasst mich. Und ist fest entschlossen, mich aus dem Leben ihres Sohnes zu vertreiben. Ich spüre, wie sie mich stets beobachtet, und plötzlich passieren Dinge, die mir angehängt werden: ein heruntergefallener Geburtstagskuchen, ein verschütteten Glas Wein. Dann erfahre ich, dass Seb schon einmal verheiratet war und seine erste Frau gestorben ist.

1922: Holding my hands in his, the only father I’ve ever known whispers the words that will change the course of my life: ‘Darling Rose, my most loyal maid. I’ve spent my life collecting the rarest of flowers from around the world. But now the time has come to return them to their rightful home. Promise me you will?’

I thought I was the luckiest woman alive. I have a loving husband, who supports me in everything I do. A beautiful home, with comfy couches and art taped to the fridge. And Stella—my kind, gentle daughter. I’ve fought so hard for this life, and every day I’m grateful for it. So it hits me like lightning, the moment I see my nanny stumbling towards me, blood drying on her forehead. She was attacked. Stella is gone.

She checks the ties on her dancing shoes under the spotlight at the Germans’ favorite hotel. She moves automatically, her body remembering the steps, even though her mind is screaming at the danger she is in. The soldiers must never know she is Jewish. And that she is helping her fellow Jews escape… Warsaw, 1943: Every night, Franceska dances at the most dangerous hotel in Poland. She knows which floorboards creak on the stage, which waiters are clumsy, and which officers like to be smiled at.