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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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Tracy and Malcolm Cowan have everything they ever wanted. Their world revolves around their beautiful little boy Finn, with his father's pale blue eyes and mother’s blonde hair. Tracy never has to think about the darkness in her past. The things she’s never told her husband.

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.

Dear Holly and Anna, I knew it would take drastic measures to bring you together, so, ta da, one drastic measure! I’m sorry I died. And I know you guys haven’t spoken in five years. But here’s the plan: over fourteen days, you are going to scatter my ashes in every place we vacationed together in our twenties. I wish I could have fixed your friendship before I passed away. But dying comes with one perk—you can’t say no to me now.

She married my ex-husband. They're living in my house. One of us won't make it out alive... I share a house with my ex-husband, Ben. A floor each, a schedule for taking turns to use the kitchen. It may sound odd but it’s all perfectly amicable. Then his new wife moves in… Yasmin breezes in on a cloud of expensive perfume, and it’s clear Ben is besotted. But her perfect veneer soon starts to crack. I know she's been in my room. And I realise I have more to fear than I’d ever imagined… Then Ben disappears, and I’m alone in the house with her. I hear a noise in our basement.

Vor zehn Jahren hat er meinen Sohn getötet. Heute habe ich ihn geheiratet. Vor zehn Jahren wurde mein geliebter Sohn Jesse ermordet und unsere perfekte Familie zerstört. Mein starker, hübscher Junge, so voller Leben, wurde zu einer Erinnerung, einem Foto, das ich immer bei mir trug. Doch heute bin ich meinem Glück endlich wieder ganz nahe. Mein aschblondes Haar ist zu Locken gedreht. Sorgfältig angebrachte weiße Blumen umrahmen meine zarten Gesichtszüge.

She has everything I’ve ever wanted. First, I’ll take her name. Then, I’ll steal her life… I turn my head and stare at the woman lying in the hospital bed next to mine. She has long brown hair, high cheekbones and dark eyes. She looks so much like me, we could easily be mistaken for one another. And that’s how we ended up here. I planned it. Freya has the kind of life that most people would kill for–more money than she knows what to do with and the freedom to spend her days as she chooses. But I don’t think she deserves any of it.

A week ago, Josephine Malone didn’t even know me. And now she can’t live without me. We sit side by side on her soft leather couch, mascara stinging our red-rimmed eyes. Our husbands were killed in the same accident. And together we’re riding the same gut-wrenching roller-coaster. A hotel maid like me has no business being friends with someone as rich as Josephine. But I can help her. I comfort her little boys when she can’t… and I hide the secret note I find in her husband’s suit pocket.

Up in the attic, I sort through the boxes of old photos, broken airbeds and sun umbrellas. Why does my husband Giles refuse to throw anything away? Then my eyes fix upon a dusty stack of letters and a memory stabs at my chest. They’re all dated thirty years ago, but I’d recognise that handwriting anywhere, and seeing it again now makes my heart skip a beat… Back in our bedroom, I force myself to get ready for my birthday meal.

San Francisco, 1893: When Maggie O’Halloran steps off the train in California, she knows she must be brave for her friend Brendan and her brother Danny. Having fled both New York and Chicago, they all have broken spirits and fear having to start again. Can Maggie find courage and strength for them all?

I watch Victoria and Reese leaving their favourite coffee shop arm-in-arm. They like to go there to catch up, brag about their perfect husbands and their perfect children. But I know the truth. Behind those big smiles, Reese and Victoria have kept each other close so they can watch each other. Their friendship is toxic. And their lives are built on one big lie.

I’m working the biggest case of my career. If I win, I’ll be the most successful lawyer in Michigan. If I lose, no woman is safe at home, least of all me... Because, as our first and only witness gives her statement, my whole life begins to unravel. Every detail she recalls about the killer we’re after is devastatingly familiar: his dark, unruly hair, his obsession with crisp shirts and sharp suits, even the restaurants he takes his victims to on dates. I shudder as she describes the red silk ribbon he asked her to wear as a symbol of her devotion.