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From the Queen of Scream comes a novel that will raise the hair on the back of your neck. Not every grandmotherly type bakes cookies. What's more frightening than finding out that the kindly old ladies living across the street from you are anything but? As a child, Tim Robertson is selling cookies with his best friend Damien when they knock on the door of the house across the street from him. Two old ladies open the door and Tim never sees his best friend again.

In the middle of the American Second Civil War, born with a face that is half black and half white, Jetta belongs nowhere. In New Orleans, where she lives with her grandmother after her parents' death, she is believed to be a demon come to curse them all. Everywhere in the town, the blacks - or people of any color - are being persecuted and, one day, Jetta is moved by the white military and shipped outside of the city walls to live in a closed ghetto along with the rest of New Orleans' many blacks. But Jetta is not black.

Heartless. Ruthless. Stone-cold killer. That's me. I destroy anything in my path to get what I want. Then she showed up. Olivia Bell. She's sweet and innocent and in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now she's mine. My property. I own her. Given to me as a bargaining chip. She's not a part of my plans, but plans change. Her pouty lips and gorgeous curves beg me to break her. Taking her lush, curvy body and ravaging it for all it's worth would be easy, but I want to earn her submission. It's addictive. I want it. I want her.

I fell in love with a boy a long time ago. I was only a small girl. Scared and frightened, I was taken from my home and held against my will. His father hurt me, but he protected me and kept me safe as best he could. Until I left him. I ran the first chance I got, and even though I knew he wasn't behind me, I didn't stop. The branches lashed out at me, punishing me for leaving him in the hands of a monster. I've never felt such guilt in my life. Although I survived, the boy was never found. I prayed for him to be safe. I dreamed he'd be all right and come back to me.

Don't judge a book by its cover. You'll tell me you don't...but you already think you know what my story's about. You have no idea. Just like the people sitting in this courtroom. She asked for it. That's what they keep saying. And no, it's not because my skirt was too short or I was drunk at a party. It's nothing like that. It's because of what I like and how I like it. They're judging me as I sit in the front row, my eyes drawn to the man on trial. If I'd known it was going to end like this, I never would have gone home with him. But he's the type of man I just can't say no to.

Fate brought us together, but the sins of my past threaten to rip us apart. In a city ruled by corruption and powerful men, only the ruthless survive. And that's just what I am. Like father, like son. The life I lead is riddled with black tie affairs and dark secrets. simple mistake destroyed a woman I knew nothing about. She was only a name and a beautiful face in a photograph. Her fairytale life was shattered, but I didn't give a damn. Or at least I thought I didn't care, until she stumbled into me.

Kat knew better than to get involved with a man like me, all tattoos and muscle. No one in Brooklyn thought it would last, but I wasn't about to let her get away. I got her in my bed, and I ruined her for anyone else. I made her mine. I gave her everything but the truth.

Mason Thatcher gave me chills when I first laid eyes on him. The good kind. The kind that makes your body ache and your heart hammer. What's better is that he looked at me the same way. There was a hunger in his eyes that wouldn't be sated and a confidence in his stride that told me I could never run from him. Back then I didn't want to. It's not fair that his touch eased my pain. That his lips on mine made my worries vanish. That his love gave me a reason to breathe again. With him I felt complete, as if fate had given me a second chance.

It was too hard to keep her. Kat was never supposed to be mine, not with my reputation. But the way her lips tasted, the way her curves felt under my hands...I couldn't let go. So I gave her everything - my life, my heart, my ring.

She thought this was a game. She thought she could walk away. She thought wrong. I've lived a cold, unforgiving life. I've seen things, I've done things, that would break a man. If they didn't kill him first. With my past behind me, I have nothing. No way to atone for my sins and nothing to lift me from the depths of despair I've come from. And no one to give me the control that I so desperately desire.

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Marie-Therese is about to take in another child in foster care. But Edwina is no ordinary girl, as Marie-Therese is about to discover. Stories of death and destruction follow her trail, and soon events in the small Danish town will take a decidedly macabre turn on one horrifying and endless night.

When my parents drop in for an unscheduled visit, a hastily prepared spare room reveals a dark secret. A skeleton is hidden inside the closet walls, and the dead body was a pixie! With rapid-fire revelations coming from my mother and an invisible creature stalking the library, it's hard to grab a moment's peace. Add to that an enraged uncle - the same one who tried to cheat me out of my inheritance - and I'm halfway to wishing I'd never heard of Oakleaf Glade.

A ghost train turns into a nightmare when a passenger is sucked into a mysterious vortex mid-ride. I soon stumble across his body, stabbed through the heart by a wooden stake. Every supernatural in town is a suspect when it turns out the mysterious stranger is actually Blake Stone, Monster Hunter. His prey was any member of the paranormal community, fair or foul. With mounting fear his hunter buddies might soon arrive in town to avenge the death, we're all hard at work to solve the case.

When I arrive in Oakleaf Glade to claim an inheritance, I imagine it'll run to a few hundred in a savings account. Instead, I receive an entire house! I'd thank my lucky stars except for the experiences that come part and parcel with the arrangement. Things like my hair turning bright pink and trending skywards, or a kitten who I swear can understand me when I talk. But when a ghost shrieks me awake at night, warning that if I stay I'll die just like my great aunt Esmerelda, I'm ready to put my boots on.

WELCOME TO ARTISTREE // I'm Jason Willows, musician, producer, and now podcaster located in Winnipeg, Manitoba. Join us on an art exploration through conversation. Each episode will feature an artist from around the globe that have mastered their craft. Thank you for listening, don't forget to subscribe!

Matthew (9), Caleb (7), and Finley (5) live in Byjove, North Carolina, with their parents (Anne and David Bryson) and dog (Sneaker). Matthew and Finley enjoy team sports and playing with their friends and Caleb prefers to play with Sneaker and work on science projects. In their backyard is Willow Creek, which passes through Willow Creek Park (the Bryson's favourite hangout). Across the creek are Max and Jake Campbell, their best friends.

We’ve remodeled Club Sage, and I’m just about to burn the place down to the ground. When Savannah comes looking for a job, I hire her on the spot. We’re desperate for dancers, and she’s stunning. How could she not be perfect for the job?

If her Viking family are to escape annihilation, Sassa must venture through ice-wastes haunted by ravening tribesmen and blood-famished revenants, just to fulfil her arranged marriage to the depraved prince they call The Werewolf. She must arrive chaste, but the sleep demons are out there, armed with all their powers to lure and seduce.

It's been almost a year since I've seen or heard from Jack. After our night in the hot tub, he kept his distance from our house, only seeing my mom now and then. It's too bad that mom and Jack were on the outs because I missed seeing him. I wanted him and undoubtedly compared him to every other guy I met. I was obsessing about him too much and was kind of glad when Mom told me we were going on a mini-vacation to Diane's cottage.