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1979. Sixteen-year-old Carolyn Russell grows increasingly infatuated with her school mathematics teacher who is also giving her private lessons. Then she disappears. 2014. Struggling journalist Stephanie Brett creates a true-crime podcast focused on the disappearance of Carolyn Russell. By digging deep into this mysterious cold case, her confidence and flagging career are boosted. But after she confronts the suspects—and talks to a potential witness—the leads dry up. Nevertheless, she refuses to let the story rest.

The Chilterns are at their best in May and The Old Forge Cafe is flourishing, which makes Charlie think about furniture that lives up to the standards her menu sets. Which is what persuades her to take on a job for a wealthy local businessman who suspects his daughter has fallen for a man who is not only a gold-digger but also a murderer. To Charlie's surprise, she knows him—he's the Maitre d' at the Michelin-starred restaurant at the other end of the village. Does his charm conceal a killer?

‘An excellent thriller that had me hooked from the start’ Katerina Diamond ‘Breathlessly fast-paced and cleverly unsettling … the very definition of unputdownable’ Heat ‘A paranoia-inducing plot that makes you question everyone!...

After my twin sister’s betrayal, I started fresh in America working on a dude ranch in the middle of nowhere. The last thing I need is a cantankerous rancher with an attitude looking at me with disapproval in his eyes. My chattiness and optimism clearly irritate him, so I take the high road and choose to ignore him. But when Soren Moon offers to rent me a room in his house, I can’t refuse. A broke English girl doesn’t have that many options in Bluefern, Montana. Even though that leaves me alone with him way too often.

Schoolteacher Sophie Lawson has fled to the Cotswold countryside after a tragic break-up and is throwing herself into dating and organising Cranswell's annual Christmas concert. The festive fun is marred by the arrival of a handsome but surly musical director, tricky pupils and concert preparations falling into disarray. Disaster strikes, but the show must go on. Will the concert bring Christmas harmony to Cranswell and will Sophie end the year on a high note?

Little Dino Pup is a heartwarming and empowering children's book that takes young listeners on an exciting adventure while addressing the important theme of embracing one's differences.

For amateur footballer Lizzie Morris, it's the first day of her teacher training at Cranswell Primary School. Horrifyingly, she immediately comes face to face with her first love from back in her own school days. Their competitive relationship reignites and to make matters worse, the Head Teacher asks them to organise Sports Day together. Their friendly rivalry of old threatens to derail all of her plans. Will she overcome their bickering to pass her teacher training, win the football tournament and survive this brush with her past?

Perhaps the most brilliantly successful ghost story ever written, The Turn of the Screw creates a terrifyingly believable impression of children so corrupted by evil that they remain deceptive pictures of innocent beauty.

Twelve-year-old Cate has never left her village. She's never had a friend. She's never even hugged her mother. Imogen, Cate's mum, spent her youth traveling the country with her father. He believed she had a gift and used her for his own gain. With her innocence snatched away, Imogen vowed to build an idyllic and safe childhood for her daughter. But Cate soon becomes curious about life outside their home, and Imogen begins to question if closing themselves off from society was the right decision.

They say Leonie got into a man’s car. She was never seen again. It was the day before her fifteenth birthday. But what if she was never taken? What if the truth is right here, all along, in the house where we grew up? The house I’ve come back to, trying to piece the past together. A notification flashes on my phone. Photos on social media. I stare, chilled, at old pictures of my childhood home. Our front door, the gardens outside the window where I sit now. They’re tagged: #leonieshouse. A shiver of unease runs down my spine. Who knows?