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Exiled. For six long years. But my father is dead now and I’m head of the Montague Family. I’m not going to stay hiding in the shadows any longer. No, I’m going to get my revenge starting with her; Rose Capulet. The love of my life. By the time I’m finished she, and everyone in this city will understand the monster I’ve become. The monster they made of me. I’m going to take this city. I’m going to take everything they love and leave them with nothing but the ashes.

In From the Dead, E. Nesbit crafts a haunting and poignant gothic tale of love, betrayal, and regret beyond the grave. When Arthur Marsh drives away his devoted wife, Ida, with cruel words born of wounded pride, he seals a tragic fate neither can undo. Months of heart-wrenching loss follow until a mysterious telegram summons him to her deathbed—but it is too late. Or is it? What follows is an unforgettable encounter between the living and the dead, where the heart’s deepest yearnings clash with fear, guilt, and the chance for redemption lost.

She knew little of her past until one moonless night when a stranger asked for her hand in marriage. Learning the truth of who, what she was broke her mind and left her mate to retrieve the pieces of a broken shapeshifter.

Nove anos se passaram desde a enchente em Perdido, mas a tensão entre Elinor e Mary-Love continua cada vez mais forte, afetando todo o clã Caskey. Miriam e Frances, as duas filhas de Elinor, são criadas como rivais, em casas diferentes. E é na residência de Frances que se encontra algo sombrio e implacável, à espreita de sua próxima vítima...

Our worlds shouldn't cross. I'm a performer in the spotlight, and he's the monster people in the underworld fear most. He's someone who doesn't feel, let alone touch another person. The thought revolts him, so much so that he always wears gloves. So why can't I seem to stay away from him? And why is he able to touch only me?

Vivian Yin is dead. The first Chinese actress to win an Oscar, the trailblazing ingénue rose to fame in the eighties, only to disappear from the spotlight at the height of her career to live out the rest of her life as a recluse. Now her remaining family members are gathered for the reading of her will, and her daughters expect to inherit their childhood home: Vivian’s grand, sprawling, Southern California garden estate. But due to a last-minute change to the will, the house is passed on to another family instead—one that has suddenly returned after decades of estrangement.

It's 1921 in Widow's Peak, a gloomy fishing village on the south coast of New South Wales. Nineteen-year-old Missy Green fills her days helping her fisherman father on his trawler, and spending time with her grandfather, the town's reclusive lighthouse keeper. It's a dreary existence. Everything in her sea salt-soaked life is upended, though, when she glimpses something in the water—a mermaid ominously staring at her.

In the summer of 1925, the winds of change are particularly chilling for a young woman whose life has suddenly become unbalanced. Devastated by her mother’s death and a cruel, broken engagement, Sadie Halloran learns that her great-aunt Marguerite, a renowned artist now in the throes of dementia, needs a live-in companion. Grasping at newfound purpose, Sadie leaves her desolate Kansas City boardinghouse for Blackberry Grange, Marguerite’s once-grand mansion sitting precariously atop an Arkansas bluff.

Nestled in the shadows of the Mori Forest lies The Ivy Institute. It may look like something out of a fairytale, but if the rumors are true, it’s where nightmares reign.

When the death of her aunt brings Liz Remolina back to San Ojuela, the prospect fills her with dread. The isolated desert town was the site of a harrowing childhood accident that left her clairvoyant, the companion of wraiths and ghosts. Yet it may also hold the secret to making peace with a dark family history and a complicated personal and cultural identity.

Deceitful. Arrogant. Cold. Those are the three perfect words to sum up my husband to be. After little deliberation, my parents decide Isiah Darcy is the perfect suitor. He’s rich, British, and the perfect ally for the Benedetto family business. I can’t stand him, but they don’t care what I want. He’s stuck up and has little respect for women. Once we’re married, he makes it painfully clear I have no rights. I’m nothing more than a puppet. A way for him to get what he’s always wanted. Revenge on my family for something that happened years ago. My husband wants to tear my family apart.

In the summer of 1990, young sisters Caroline and Joanna are sent to stay with their Great Aunt Dora in the idyllic Gloucestershire village of Witchwood. Still reeling from their father’s tragic death and their mother’s grief, Witchwood offers a welcome escape—but the shadowy woods hide dark secrets that bring their innocence to a distressing end. Caroline, volatile and longing for attention, becomes fixated on Dean Fry, the handsome local bad boy. When a body is found in the woods, the village becomes a cauldron of suspicion.

Fiery blue eyes. Hungry red lips. Tattoo-covered hands… hands that never let go… Mikhail Zhirkov is the perfect villain. Ruthless. Powerful. Hot as hell. So, when I'm blackmailed into delivering a mysterious package to the former Bratva boss, I know I'm in deep trouble. But it's not just fear I feel. It's hate, too. He killed my father. Stole his crown. Cast my family aside. Now I'm walking up to his doorstep, secret envelope in hand, no idea what's inside… until the devil's sinful smile reveals all.

Gia has found Dravin's truth, and he isn't the only one she belongs to. Can she accept what she means to his family? When she finds out how dangerous they are and what they are capable of, will she accept how far they will go to keep her? Her best friend is in trouble, but the danger surrounding her and Jess has Gia questioning everything except the love in her heart. Danger surrounds them, and the Order is not to be trusted. After all, they are still prey.

New secrets and shocking revelations have brought me and my guys closer together. We must work as a team to bring down the Paragons of Prosperity once and for all. But with one of my men presumed dead, another being actively recruited by the cult in question, and the other three chasing lead after lead, I fear we may be in way over our heads. The Divine One will stop at nothing to get what he wants. And I fear that what he wants is… me.

Bria Radcliffe is Charmed, blessed at birth with the Mark of the fortune goddess. Armed with divine favor, Bria has survived freak storms, unearthed buried treasure, and secured her family's fortune. Now she has no shortage of admirers clamoring to share her magical luck—of her hometown's hundred eligible bachelors, ninety-nine have proposed. Only Weston Wildes, her brother's best friend, remains silent. He's the only man Bria wants, but he bears the Mark of a Null—one whose touch can permanently negate her luck.

Salem Salazar is fascinated with death. The black sheep of her scandal-ridden, wealthy family, she arrives at Mortimer University as a legacy on the hunt for answers about what happened to her perfect, older sister. There, she discovers that her sister is far from the only girl to have gone missing at Mortimer. Salem will do anything to discover what dark forces are killing Mortimer's students...even if it means using herself as bait. And Cazimir van der Waal has caught her scent.

In a world devastated by a deadly zombie outbreak, Rise and his vampire coven hide within the eerie sanctuary of Owl Court, a crumbling refuge in a landscape haunted by both the undead and their own darker instincts. While the outside world drowns in chaos, the tension within their walls is just as dangerous. Rise’s intense, unbreakable bond with Cypriot, his human lover, stirs a love that defies life, death—and even the end of the world. But this isn’t just survival.

Es ist kein Märchen. Aber es könnte eines werden. Jedenfalls, sofern der Präsident des MC Sons of Ragnarök das Sagen hat. Wie das Licht einer Straßenlaterne einen Nachtfalter, so zieht mich die zarte Gestalt auf dem dunklen, menschenleeren Supermarktparkplatz an. Doch im Gegensatz zur Motte weiß ich ganz genau, dass es mein Verderben sein wird, wenn ich diesem Bedürfnis nachgebe. Kann mich das zurückhalten? Gottverdammt! Natürlich nicht. Ohne Rücklagen ein Kosmetikstudio eröffnen? Mit Mitte zwanzig sollte das prinzipiell kein Problem darstellen.

David Larson can never go home. His parents are dead. His sister and her hippie husband, staunchly anti-war, won't even have the newly returned Vietnam veteran in the house. So Larson takes his chances on the road, travelling west from Georgia until he breaks down in the nowhere town of Slut’s Hole, Wyoming. There he finds lodging with Sixbury, a one-legged sexagenarian widow, and her disabled son.