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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?

In this tantalizing tale of Victorian ghost stories and family secrets, timid, solitary librarian Gerard Freeman lives for just two things: his elusive pen pal Alice and a story he found hidden in his mother's drawer years ago. Written by his great-grandmother Viola, it hints at his mother's role in a sinister crime. As he discovers more of Viola's chilling tales, he realizes that they might hold the key to finding Alice and unveiling his family's mystery - or will they bring about his untimely death, as they seem to foretell?

A dangerous game of life, blood, and survival.... Marquis Silivasi is a loner, an ancient vampire known to be merciless, harsh, and unforgiving. He has lived to see his dark twin sacrificed, his parents hunted, and the one soul he was sworn to protect destroyed by his enemy. When a mysterious female with a secret past shows up in Dark Moon Vale, her presence sets off a strange set of events: It is as if she has awakened the sleeping soul of the valley... and the curse of Marquis's birth.

The Gods split the skies and rained down tyranny upon the mortal realm long ago. Ever since then, the only thing worse than being human is being of Divine Blood. For someone like me—an undocumented God child, indebted to the Underworld Assassination Guild—that means only one thing: A life in the shadows. Or so it should have been . . . until Mortal Gods Academy. Until them.

The crumbling summerhouse called Wild Fell, soaring above the desolate shores of Blackmore Island, has weathered the violence of the seasons for more than a century. Built for his family by a 19th-century politician of impeccable rectitude, the house has kept its terrible secrets and its darkness sealed within its walls. For a hundred years, the townspeople of Alvina have prayed that the darkness inside Wild Fell would stay there, locked away from the light. Jameson Browning, a man well acquainted with suffering, has purchased Wild Fell with the intention of beginning a new life, of letting in the light.

I wasn’t supposed to be at Olympus that night. And I definitely wasn’t supposed to witness a murder - or be caught by the killers. Hades, Apollo, and Ares run the mysterious masked fight club, and they wield more power in this town than I could dream of holding. They destroy my life with one decree: Kora Sinclair doesn’t exist. Sterling Falls was my chance to start over, but one night derails everything. My scholarship, my job - gone. I could run home, but giving up my dreams isn’t an option. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

I thought I knew evil. I thought I knew love. But here, locked within the rotting walls of an abandoned manor, something much darker unfurls—something that makes my previous life seem like a childhood fairy tale. Morgan, Rio, Xavier. Each one a jagged puzzle piece that somehow fits perfectly into my shattered life. Rossi. The man I can't figure out, yet the one who holds the key to the riddle that surrounds us all. In this house, every whisper becomes a scream, every touch leaves a burn. We share secrets, tangled sheets, and rituals too dangerous to utter aloud.

Hidden away in the mountain fortress of the mysterious Dreagan Industries, Sammi finds more than a safe haven. She finds Tristan - the most gorgeous, beguiling, and haunted man she has ever known. Newest of the Dragon Kings, Tristan fell from the sky in a snowstorm naked with a sword - but with no memories of his ancient struggles. When he meets the wounded Sammi, something powerful stirs within his heart.

The Perfect Lie, book three: This was supposed to be so easy. We go out west and start a new life. But then a gun goes off and everything changes. What happens now? How do we get through this? My hopes start to evaporate with each passing moment. But as long as Tyler is breathing, I have to keep fighting. The Perfect Life, book four: Everyone thinks I’m a murderer, and after a while, it’s easier to just give in....

From the first moment Vincentio di Vivaldi, a young nobleman, sets eyes on the veiled figure of Ellena, he is captivated by her enigmatic beauty and grace. But his haughty and manipulative mother is against the match and enlists the help of her confessor to come between them. Schedoni, previously a leading figure of the Inquisition, is a demonic, scheming monk with no qualms about the task, whether it entails abduction, torture - or even murder.

1851, Angel Meadow Asylum. Dr. Rutherford, principal physician to the insane, is found dead, his head bashed in, his ears cut off, his lips and eyes stitched closed. The police direct their attention towards Angel Meadow's inmates, but to Jem Flockhart and Will Quartermain the crime is an act of calculated retribution, rather than of madness. To discover the truth Jem and Will must pursue the story through the darkest corners of the city.

I murdered my boss and stole his throne. He made me the beast that I am, and I made him pay the price. But there’s a girl that I want beside me while I rule the city. The only problem is she’s Russian, and the little sister of my enemy. She’s innocent, naive, and has no idea what I intend to do to her family.

I felt his eyes on me everywhere I went. I recognized his smell lingering within my home. I even sensed his presence in my sleep. It was too late by the time I found the monster hiding under my bed. He had wedged himself into my life, cornering me with nowhere to run. The worst part? The world adored him, but no one knew the devil lurking underneath the beautiful mask—no one except for me.

At 10 years old, Hadley Dixon's life changed forever. Since those few tragic weeks, she's tried to keep the past buried, but old bones have a way of rising up. Grown now, Hadley can't hide any longer. Haunted by a boy who never made it home, a woman who sings in moonlight and dances in flames, and the strange, scarred recluse who watches it all from the shadow of the pines, the time has come for Hadley to pay for her sins.

Pour les fans de Lucinda Riley ! Cathy vient de s'installer dans une grande maison en compagnie de son frère et de ses deux jeunes fils, Bart et Jory. Ensemble, ils mènent une existence paisible, essayant d'occulter toutes ces années de troubles et de drames. Et les deux frères de s'épanouir et d'affirmer leur caractère... Ce pourrait donc enfin être le bonheur pour eux tous si, dans une proche demeure, ne venait s'installer une vieille dame voilée de noir ; si, dans le journal intime d'un aïeul, Bart et Jory ne découvraient l'atroce fatalité qui pèse sur leur lignée.

The isolated cottage on the remote Hebridean island of Moila seemed like an ideal away-from-it-all retreat for writer Rose Fenemore, a place where she could work in peace, and where her brother Crispin could walk, fish, and photograph the birds and wildlife. But it is not easy to escape the world and its troubles. Crispin's arrival is delayed, and Rose, on her own in the lonely cottage, has to cope with two very different men who come in from the sea on a night of summer storm.

In the deep woods of East Texas, Henry supports his family by selling bootleg liquor. It's all he can do to keep his compassionate but ailing mother and his stepfather - a fanatical grassroots minister with a bruising rhetoric - from ruin. But they have no idea they've become the obsession of the girl in the woods. Andoned and nearly feral, Eve has been watching them, seduced by the notion of family - something she's known only in the most brutal sense. Soon she can't resist the temptation to get close.

Pru Dunning has everything she ever wanted: a successful boyfriend, a thriving nursing career, and a truly comfortable life. But then the strange voicemails start. Scarletta, the woman calls herself. She seems to know Pru, although Pru certainly doesn't know that name, nor does she recognize the glamorous voice leaving her poisonous messages. Pru begins to carefully investigate. But when she suddenly becomes a person of interest in a murder case, it feels like Scarletta’s toxic voice, lashing out from the shadows, will silence all beauty in Pru’s perfect life, once and for all.

England, 1921. Three years after her husband, Alex, disappeared, shot down over Germany, Jo Manders still mourns his loss. Working as a paid companion to Alex's wealthy, condescending aunt, Dottie Forsyth, Jo travels to the family’s estate in the Sussex countryside. But there is much she never knew about her husband’s origins…and the revelation of a mysterious death in the Forsyths’ past is just the beginning…

She was my salvation—until she became my destruction. Once, I would have bled for her. Now, I burn for revenge. She and her father didn’t just betray me. They destroyed me. Left me broken, bleeding, crawling my way out of hell. And now, years later, she’s back—wrapped up in a satin bow with a convenient case of amnesia? Nice try, princess. But I don’t believe in fairy tales. I bought her at an auction. Now I own her for a week. Seven days to make her remember exactly who she was to me. Seven nights to make her pay for every lie.