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As the last true witches living in a city shifting from magic to industry, Marlinchen and her two sisters are little more than tourist traps as they treat their clients with archaic remedies and beguile them with nostalgic charm. Marlinchen spends her days divining secrets in exchange for rubles and trying to placate their tyrannical, xenophobic wizard father, who keeps his daughters sequestered from the outside world.

Inspector Jonathan Walker arrives at Beamish Village, expecting a straightforward investigation into mysterious disappearances. What he finds instead is a paranoid village shrouded in dread, and whispers of ancient, unknowable evils. When grisly discoveries beneath the roots of Beamish reveal unimaginable horrors, Jonathan's sanity—and very survival—is tested beyond its limits. Caught between fear-stricken villagers, a seductive temptress, a reclusive aristocratic family, and his haunting memories of the Great War, Jonathan must unravel the chilling mystery that threatens to break him.

Something is wrong with Valerie Darkmore. She may have made it through her initiation into the Marionettes, but she’s quickly learning that was only the beginning. Everything she used to know has changed, including maybe herself. She can’t count on her partnership with a dangerous vampire prince to be enough to save her.

When legendary horror author Mortimer Queen passes, a group of writers find themselves invited to his last will and testament reading expecting a piece of his massive fortune. Each have their own unique connection to the literary icon, some known, some soon to be discovered, and they've been waiting for their chance to step into the author’s shoes for some time. Instead, they arrive at his grand manor and are invited to play a game. The rules are simple, solve the riddle and progress to the next room. If they don’t, the manor will take one of them for itself.

I was born with noble blood in my veins. Heir to a powerful dynasty. Wealth. Power. Aristocracy. Temptations too dangerous to resist. Until someone tried to steal it all. Scarred and broken, I emerged from the flames. Now I’ve returned to take what’s mine.

On December 19th, 1851, a crime took place in the center of London. One of the few who knows what truly happened is Countess Alina Bronskaya. But she will never speak of it. The crime is her curse and her salvation.

Willard is a tormented veteran who can't save his beautiful wife, Charlotte, from a slow death by cancer no matter how much sacrificial blood he pours on his 'prayer log'. Carl and Sandy Henderson, a husband-and-wife team of serial killers, trawl America's highways searching for suitable models to photograph and exterminate. The spider-handling preacher Roy and his crippled virtuoso-guitar-playing sidekick are running from the law. And caught in the middle of all this is Arvin, Willard and Charlotte's orphaned son, who grows up to be a good but also violent man in his own right.

Squid Game meets Ancient Gods in this new epic fantasy romance from the beloved author of Fairydale about a hopeless woman willing to risk her immortal soul for the chance to have her most ardent wish come true and an emotionless ancient god who will do everything in his power to stop her.

Revenge is a lucrative business, and for a psychopath with zero empathy to inhibit her, it’s more than profitable, it’s how I achieve that elusive adrenaline rush. My life is structured. Controlled. Meticulously tailored to my needs. Then he botches one of my jobs. Alex is intelligent, sexy in an oblivious way. He’s a buttoned-up scientist looking for thrills. And I never saw him coming. His deception was flawless.

Brought to you by Penguin. In this epic and seductive gothic fantasy, a vampire escapes the thrall of Dracula and embarks on her own search for self-discovery and true love, from the No. 1 New York Times bestselling author of Hide. Her name was written in the pages of someone else's story: Lucy...

When Sarah’s summoned by her godmother to remote Norfolk, she doesn’t want to go. Crossing the bridges where the two rivers meet, said to be haunted by the ghost of a little boy, a large Tudor house looms in front of her. And Sarah’s instantly reminded her of the summer when she last visited. The summer she would like to forget. Which left her unable to ever move forward… Can a person ever recover from the loss of a sibling?

After breaking my heart and publicly humiliating me, I vow to forget his existence. He has other plans, though, and vows to make certain I don’t. The only one I can turn to for help is a man I thought to be my enemy. Drew’s best friend Sebastian who claims to be my brother. He promises me security and protection. But no one can protect me from Drew. The faster I run, the more he chases. The harder I struggle, the tighter his grip becomes.

There is no escaping a Reaper. I am an elite assassin, part of a brotherhood that answers only to Death. And when Death says your time is up, I am coming for you.... My whole existence is based on taking what Death wants. Born to eliminate Fae guilty of unforgivable crimes, my reckless, wild nature makes me the perfect assassin to carry out Death's bidding. I've seen more sinister and violent dealings than anyone could ever imagine. But it was the sight of her face that stopped me cold.

Thora Grieve finds herself destitute and an outcast after the sudden death of her husband, but a glimmer of hope arrives when a family friend offers her the chance to study botany under a famed professor. Once at the university, Thora becomes entranced by a mysterious young woman, Olea, who emerges each night to tend to the plants in the private garden below her window.

A gifted, idolized singer returns to his poor hometown and a life and family he is so far removed from he now holds them in contempt. The Gospel Singer reveals the absurdity of blind religious faith and idol worship and the hypocrisy that results with the offering of money or sex. Crews grapples with race, gender, religion, and place and steps back to divulge the secrets of his characters - including a dead girl awaiting the gospel singer’s melodious eulogy, his dysfunctional family, a murderer, the zealous town residents, and a traveling freak show.

Hannah Smith thinks she’s safe now that Reuben Tate is set to face trial. But when an unusual creature is let loose on the Freak House estate, everybody is in danger, including Jack. To hunt it down, the household must take risks, but the greatest risk is to Hannah’s heart. She’s in danger of falling deeply in love with Jack, a man whose very touch can kill her.

He is a sinner and never a saint. His words drip with lust. His touch... sinful. That is what girls whisper after one night with him. He even has scratches to prove it. He is powerful, dangerous, and never backs down from a challenge. The pawn? The new girl. He can smell her innocent nature like a piranha smelling blood and won't be satisfied until he has a taste. The problem? He isn't the only one who wants it.

Hacienda San Isidro was meant to be Beatriz's haven, her salvation from an oppressive life with her uncle and his vicious wife. When Don Rodolfo Solórzano proposed, Beatriz dreamed only of the security his estate in the countryside would provide, ignoring the rumors surrounding his first wife's demise and his sinister allegiances. She will have her own home again, no matter the price. But the house has ideas of its own. Visions and voices claw at Beatriz, stealing her sleep, and the weight of invisible eyes follows her every move.

Cleo Finch has loved gothic literature all her life. She’s spent years researching and writing her thesis on the works of one gothic novelist in particular, Orlando Browne, and is determined to prove that Browne was the pen name of a female author, Alys Weston. But as her best friend Tris never fails to remind her, she still hasn’t succeeded in finding concrete evidence that proves this to be true. That is, until Cleo’s Uncle Ambrose unknowingly gifts her Alys’ very own journal, forgotten in a stack of first-edition gothic novels.

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.