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The game’s afoot once more as the long-suffering Dr. John Watson and a partially decomposed Warlock Holmes (though he’s getting better) face off against Moriarty’s gang, the Pinkertons, flesh-eating horses, a parliament of imps, boredom, Surrey, a succubus, an overly Canadian aristocrat, a tricycle-fight to the death and the dreaded Pumpcrow. Oh, and a hell-hound, one assumes.

Saleem Sinai is born on the stroke of midnight on 14th-15th August 1947, at the exact moment that India and Pakistan become separate, independent nations. From that moment on, his fate is mysteriously handcuffed to the history of his country. But Saleem's story starts almost 30 years earlier, when his grandfather, Dr Aadam Aziz, falls in love with a woman concealed behind a perforated sheet. That pivotal moment in Kashmir in 1919 sparks a series of bizarre events that will lead to the birth of a boy with an extraordinary destiny.

When rumors of Jane Bennet’s impending betrothal to Mr. Collins begin spreading at the Meryton Assembly, Elizabeth Bennet vows to save her dearest sister’s happiness from being sacrificed in marriage. She finds an unlikely ally in Mr Darcy, the taciturn man whose heroics on the cricket field have made him the target for Lydia’s affections.

Straight-laced talent agent Adriana Ortiz's world is rocked when she's thrust into the tumultuous orbit of Roxy, the raw, enigmatic pop rebel with a notorious edge and a guarded heart. Tasked with steering the wild Roxy on a whirlwind tour, Adriana boards Roxy's opulent tour bus. The nights are filled with roaring crowds, but it's the electric tension between Roxy and Adriana that sets the air on fire. As they blaze through cities, the magnetic pull between them turns undeniable. A forbidden connection that threatens to consume them.

Behind the Iron Curtain, the Truth Can Kill You. Europe, 1956. The Iron Curtain divides the Free West from the Soviet Bloc, and the battle for hearts and minds is waged with words, not bullets. Charlie Atkins, a 23-year-old California farm girl, works at Radio Free Europe in Munich, relaying Western news to millions trapped behind Soviet borders. She longs to report real stories—like her own, marked by the mysterious disappearance of her father, Captain A. J. Atkins, in the last days of World War II. Her boss dismisses her: too young, too green, too female.

Snark. Jokes. Attitude. These were all things I used to disguise the hole in my heart. I'm not a happy person. I don't live life. I just exist. That is until that beautiful man rides in on his Harley Fat Boy and burns rubber on the way into my heart.

Love is my favorite thing in the world. The grand gestures, the butterflies, the happily ever after. I live for it all. The problem? My love life is a total disaster. No one ever measures up to my three best friends—Storm, Zayne, and Julius. They're perfect in every way...except for the tiny detail that they don't see me as anything more than a friend.

Our night together? It could've gone better. For example, he could've chosen to not take a phone call in the middle of the . . . final act. But I'm willing to give him another chance. I'm a giver like that. And Spencer Monroe is, after all, one of southern California's hottest, wealthiest, and most influential men. He's exactly the kind of player I like to bring to his knees—in the bedroom and out of it. I never expected him to propose a fake marriage, though. I really never thought I'd accept.

Finn Quinn is the peacemaking charmer of the family—until he’s not. As the youngest Quinn brother, I’m the hacker, the ghost in the system, the one who keeps our empire running from behind a screen. My brothers? They are the ones who are feared and respected in the streets. I’m done feeling invisible. I’m more than a keyboard jockey, and when the war for control of Dublin explodes, and Billy Gravely makes his move, I’m ready to show them all what I’m made of.

From the best-selling author of Heartless Heathens, TGSLLPFTM is a killer rom-com, feel-good, magical short story about fated love blooming in the most unexpected of places.

I was born a woman. Raised by women. In love with women. Until I enrolled at Acheron University, I'd never known much of men. I certainly didn't know enough to fear them. Then one stormy autumnal night, Professor Morgan tried to destroy me. And when we were discovered by the university President, it was me who was punished for the unwanted seduction. But they left me with two valuable lessons.

August Monk has built her life on control—every deadline tracked, crisis managed, milestone marked. But at 47, with her company hemorrhaging money and her marriage fracturing, even perimenopause rejects her careful plans. On a family holiday, August is certain her joy will return and her marriage will repair. Instead, at Britain's oldest brewery, a sip of beer transports August to an alternate reality where she awakens naked in a field of pulsing red mushrooms.

Annihilation meets Manhunt in three-time Hugo Award nominee Bitter Karella’s debut horror novel—a gloriously queer and irreverent psychedelic trip into the heart of an eldritch wood and the horrors of (cis)terhood. I see something out there, in the woods. It does not have a face. They call...

Access your genius potential! Science has suggested that the human mind has an almost infinite potential for learning and processing information. The problem has always been how to access this incredible power.

When a tornado tears through her hometown of Summertown, Illinois, wreaking havoc on the people she loves, social media manager Emma Woods has no choice but to head back home from her life in the big city to help rebuild. She's determined to use her social media savvy to put Summertown back on the map in time for the annual Garden Fest with rival town Middlebrook. Summertown really needs that prize money now. And if she can avoid Matteo Rourke—the reason she left Summertown in the first place—all the better.

Alice McAllister is a successful solicitor who likes a quiet, disciplined life. But when her business partner, Miranda, forces her to take a vacation at her holiday home in Portugal, the presence of Miranda's daughter, Joy, turns Alice's world upside down. Despite their age difference, Alice and Joy embark on a fiery holiday romance...until they have to return home to London. Will Alice be able to forget about Joy and what she has awakened in her? And how can she face Joy's mother without guilt after such a passionate summer fling?

It was just going to be a quick vacation. A break from the demands of my job as a pediatric surgeon. I never thought she'd be there. Jessica Stein. My Jessa. The woman I left behind all those years ago is every bit as sexy now as she was then. I want her more than ever. Too bad she doesn't feel the same way. To her, I'm the guy who broke her heart and let her down. She thinks I'm the same player I used to be. She's wrong.

I just met my new son-in-law . . . And he’s my ex-husband. They’re here. I watch them arrive from the kitchen window. My pregnant daughter and her new husband. They’ve barely known each other six months. I greet him with a tight smile that he recognizes as fake. Luke is no good for my beautiful, fragile Cerys. He’ll break her heart. I know that because he broke mine — when he was married to me. I don’t know what he’s after. But I’m going to make it my business to find out.

Her: I wanted to have a pity party of one when I went for that beer. I never imagined I would meet a dark and dangerous man. That man took me on the wildest ride of my life. Literally and figuratively. He quickly became my entire world. Him: I didn't know I was looking for her. I saw her warming that bar stool and knew she would be mine. A man like me doesn't deserve the likes of her. But damned if I didn't take it. Her: When we met for the first time we didn't know that we already had a connection.

I’m a hunter. It’s what I do best—track down my prey, then walk away. Until a woman with blazing hair and fire in her eyes consumes my every thought. One heated look from my curvy little fox, and my obsession grows. Some call it stalking. I call it protection. And now I’ve caught her, there’s no escape. She wants her freedom, but that’s the one thing I can’t give her. One taste isn’t enough. I crave her like a match needs a flame. All I see is Red. Her name on my tongue like sweet wine, Her red hair in my fist, Her essence soaked into my sheets. She’s Taken. Marked. Mine.