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Hank Idsinga, whose grandfather was murdered in the Holocaust, became the country’s leading homicide detective; he shares his insights into tracking down murderers and serial killers over his colourful and decorated thirty-year career. From the age of ten, Hank Idsinga knew he wanted to become...

When high school English teacher Alice Thornton helps her dying Russian neighbor write a spy thriller, she thinks she’s just doing a good deed. But when a sexy mystery man shows up in her classroom, claiming to be the novel’s dashing antihero, Alice is swept into a lethal conspiracy. Enigmatic former CIA operative Carter Beck warns her that the sensational murder plot wasn’t fiction. And because she knows too much, the killer wants her silenced—making Carter her only hope of survival.

I only meant to steal a car. I didn't know I was stealing a girl, too. Until the most gorgeous face I'd ever seen popped up in the rear-view mirror. I fell hard, fast, and forever.... But she tore out my heart - left me alone and bleeding. How can I forget her, when I have to see that damned perfect face on billboards and magazines? It's torture. Nine long years. I thought I moved on. Then I saw her in the flesh....

Marrying the 70-something head of the Cosa Nostra to save my father is the only good deed I’ve ever done. I’m burning and bitter under the fake smile and tight dresses, but I was keeping it together. Was. Until my fiancé’s nephew turns up to dinner uninvited. Angelo "Vicious" Visconti. A beautiful monster with cheekbones as sharp as his tongue. They say I shouldn’t be scared of him, because nine years ago, he went straight. He’s barely a Made Man anymore. But I say, he’s the most dangerous Visconti of all.

A complete dark new adult romance series, plus bonus content, from international best-selling author Veronica Eden. Binge stories full of addictive angst, heart-stopping drama, suspenseful twists, irresistible bullies, fierce heroines, and swoon-worthy happily ever afters in this complete four-book series bundle. Set includes Wicked Saint, Tempting Devil, Ruthless Bishop, and Savage Wilder, plus an exclusive bonus series epilogue narrated by Michael Gallagher.

In May 2016, Fort McMurray, Alberta, the hub of Canada's oil industry, was overrun by wildfire. The multi-billion-dollar disaster turned entire neighbourhoods into firebombs and drove 90,000 people from their homes in a single afternoon. Through the story of this apocalyptic conflagration, John Vaillant explores the past and the future of our ever-hotter, more flammable world.

Nessa is my captive, my little ballerina who dances only for me. She's sweet and innocent. She doesn’t deserve any of this. But that’s how our world works. The wolves eat the lambs, no matter how gentle they may be. I’ll use her to get my revenge. Unless I give in to my hunger first.

I’m the queen to a dirty throne of men and mania, a dissenter who's supposed to be a quiet accomplice to the Death by Daybreak Motorcycle Club. The four wicked men I’ve summoned are like the Horsemen of the Apocalypse—albeit dressed in leather and riding chrome stallions—and I’m the last judgement, bringing the end of the world as the club knows it. Only, it’s with my own hands bathed in blood and betrayal.

I'm the princess to a dirty throne of motorcycles and madness, daughter of the president of the Death by Daybreak Motorcycle Club. My father's four closest officers—men dressed in blood and death and sin—they're my honor guard, cloaked in leather vests and tattoos. Only, there's nothing honorable about them at all. They're all wrong for me. Every motorcycle club has its old ladies. These guys...they share one. They share me .

The Crystal Killer’s latest casualty was discovered in a sleepy town in the Pacific Northwest, Misted Pines. His years in the FBI, and tracking the Crystal Killer, have taken their toll on Rus. He lost his marriage to the job. And the burdens he carries for the victims was crushing him. Misted Pines has recently survived a killer’s rampage and a town scandal that made global news. The media was primed to devour a new story. So Rus already has his work cut out for him. But it’s more. Something is just not right with this latest victim.

It was meant to be a girls’ night. No guys allowed. Until one blind kiss had me caught in the devil’s web. A monster in Armani. An heir to the underworld. He upends my life, his seduction smooth even as he offers two choices: get in his car or be shoved in his trunk. No, thanks. But when my past comes back to haunt me, there’s only one man ruthless enough to stand between me and the threat.

Austin homicide detective Jordan Poe is hunting a serial killer she fears is the same man who assaulted her sister, Avery, two years ago. The details line up: the victims are the same age, same type, dead by the same grim MO. Luckily Avery survived. But the terrible memories linger, making Jordan more determined than ever to stop this monster in his tracks.

I’ll make her cry gilded tears if she ever runs again. Esme was just a girl in a nightclub. Until I made her the center of my world. The queen to my kingdom. The mother to my child. We had the future in our hands. And then she left me on that mountain to die. Little by little, I clawed my way back. Back to life. Back to strength. Back to where I belong. And now, the time has come to reclaim what belongs to me.

When Lyric Jackson stopped for gas in Redemption, Tennessee, she wasn't sure what to think of the small town nestled in the middle of the Smoky Mountains. Then she got one look at Holton Clarke, saw that charming smile, and fell instantly. One night with the man in uniform sparked an ember of hope, but things didn't quite end how she'd expected. All Holton Clarke ever wanted to do was protect the people he cared about. He thought he'd be able to do that better as a deputy for his hometown, but one call turned his whole world and everything he thought he knew upside down.

Three-time Pulitzer Prize–winning writer Mike McIntire delivers the definitive story of the forces that shape gun culture and the American way of violence. Not too long ago, you could still envision a future for America not marked by gun idolatry, blood-stained classrooms, and empty offers of...

I’m the salvation for the dirty throne of the city’s underworld, the only person who can secure a future for the Death by Daybreak Motorcycle Club. There are few people in this world whom I can trust—a mafia brat, a soon-to-be nun, and four lascivious demons—but that’ll have to be enough, or we’ll all burn together in glorious flame. Only, there’s no telling what my father will do now that he knows the truth.

I said no to the one person no one at this school dares to refuse. Now I’m targeted by jealous girls, guys that compete to be the first to “break the prude”, and by him. After one kiss, the king of the school hunts me down like I’m a conquest to win. He’ll have to fight harder than that, because I’m no one’s trophy. They all want a piece of me, but I will not bend or break for them.

Being locked up pisses me off. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. I'm f--king good at those. But Brigid is...different. And tough as hell. I like her Irish whiskey, and the way her lips feel on my...skin. She's got secrets. Hell, we all do. That's what the MC is about. Hers might get us all killed. Just another day at the office.

Carrera. A word whispered in fear. A name to avoid at all costs. Until I come face-to-face with it. Abducted. Held against my will. Prisoner of a war I know nothing about. Captive to a ruthless cartel prince who wants more than my freedom.... He wants me. I should hate him…. But the deeper Valentin drags me into his bloodstained world, the harder it becomes to resist. Until that stain? That blood? It becomes mine…. And I'm no longer a prisoner of war. I am the war.

The only relationship that counts in the Heights is if you’re a part of the Crew. There, gang ties are thicker than blood. More important than money, safety, or any other promise we’re supposed to have in this life. Even more important than yourself. Me? I’m in, and I can’t get out.