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An alias for each life lived. Government operative turned assassin, Wolf, had lived in the shadows until a secret cabal forced him into the light. The last thing Wolf needed was a confrontation with what—and who—he’d left behind. Now there’s no going back.

A magical collection of stories new and old spanning across all of Anne Bishop’s most beloved fantasy worlds. Here, together for the first time, the shorter works of New York Times bestselling fantasy author Anne Bishop are included in one dazzling volume. A master of bringing fantasy worlds...

'I am sure that a professional gentleman such as yourself could afford to rent rooms like this as a single tenant?' The landlord smiled at Komensk ingratiatingly. 'We could come to an arrangement so that I wouldn't have to find another occupant to share with you?

The Restaurant San Martín in Mendoza did not appear to have changed at all in its ninety-five-year history. It was still richly decorated and plushly upholstered in a hopelessly antique style, and Ernesto Galman revered it.

I awoke this morning in what appeared to be a strange house and I lay between unfamiliar sheets trying to remember exactly where I might be. I was not especially worried at first.

One Washington State detective's life will forever be changed when he is assigned to a new serial killer's case that recently has popped up in the Northwest. This case involves young teenage girls in the area who are beginning to disappear and months later are showing up murdered in several different locations throughout rural parts of Snohomish County. Their bodies, when found, are posed and mutilated, as well as sexually assaulted. This young detective quickly discovers that the killer is quite cunning, highly intelligent, and always seems to be able to stay one step ahead of him somehow.

Maria said to him, 'I'd be tempted to rent the house for just this one room.' 'It is lovely, yes.' 'The way the light comes in from that window, through the curtains on to the plain walls . . .

Two friend groups collide when someone turns up dead over spring break in this heart-thumping YA thriller for fans of One of Us Is Lying and We Were Liars Spring break is a vibe—until someone gets murdered Partying with popular classmates they barely know is not what Eva and her BFFs had in...

In this high-octane conclusion to Ivelisse Housman’s Unseelie duology, which Andrew Joseph White calls “a portal to a world of glimmering fae and blistering magic,” two sisters discover that the things that make them different can lend them more power than they ever imagined. Isolde...

Bernard heard the news one busy evening in my bar on the rue des Abbesses. He heard it from Jules, who had been told by Lulu.

In less than a week, America will select her new president. Three candidates are tied in a dead heat. But one of them is about to step into a lethal trap.

Shaffer returned home at five, just as it was getting dark. He had to put down his bags to unlock the front door, and picked them up again feeling annoyed that he had set so much homework for his pupils; after all, he was going to have to mark it all.

Following on from Literary Remains, R.B. Russell's previous collection for PS_Publishing, the twelve stories of Leave Your Sleep concern sex and death, love and loss. Russell allows his characters to disappear, slip into alternate realities, or re-write their own histories. They find they are able to do the most extraordinary things, even though they may not immediately realise it. And who is in control of their actions, or those around them?

If only we would take the time to look a little closer, delve a little deeper, when ordinary life goes awry, we might find the world more strange and unexpected than we ever could have imagined.

When the man’s honor has been stolen, it is up to him to get it back. He needs to take care of business. Settling these scores means a series of cross-country journeys that leaves a trail of death.

Five short stories. Stories include: "Who's Tougher" "You In or Out" "Either Way You're Dead" "Candy or Flowers" "In My Shoes".

When I heard the knock at the door on that Friday afternoon in early December I was in my workshop at the back of the house. I was carving some panels that were to form the backs of a set of chairs and the last thing I wanted was an interruption.

My father was one of seven boys and all of them married young and went on to have large families of their own. Consequently I ended up with more uncles and aunts than I have ever been comfortable with, and the number of cousins was almost incalculable.

I had to go outside. The air in the room had grown almost unbreathable from the cloying smoke; a mixture of hashish and incense. Normally I revelled in such an atmosphere, in the artificial light and warmth.

: She was an odd-looking, insubstantial little thing; ill at ease in their company, sipping determinedly at a sparkling water that didn't seem to get any lower in her glass. Her attention was firmly fixed upon it.