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When a new online role-playing game becomes all the rage at the School of Necessary Magic, Raine suspects there's more at play when her classmates become comatose.

When an elf is kidnapped by a nefarious gang, Raine must use her magical abilities and team up with some unlikely allies in order to rescue her friend.

I live by one simple rule: no magic. Not too hard in the human world, plus it keeps me hidden from my evil sorcerer father. Safe. When I’m forced into using magic to save an innocent family, the jig is up. Or so I believe. Instead, I’m whisked off to an academy of magic in a place I never knew existed. The problem is - my power is completely raw, which means I don’t know my butt from a broomstick. At first, it's all wands, witches, and a new wardrobe...until I get caught in a restricted area with a dead body. Now, it's going to take more than magic to clear my name.

My secret is out, yet I'm still welcome at the academy, training for a future as a warden for the Agency of Magical Forces. For the first time in my life, I feel like I belong. Until one of my roommates goes missing and it's all my fault. I lead the charge to find her, testing the limits of my magical abilities in the process and resisting the allure of the sexy vampire Gray. The clock is ticking as we race to one of the most dangerous underworlds in an effort to rescue my roommate before it's too late.

Newly divorced Alison Kerby wants a second chance for herself and her nine-year-old daughter. She's returned to her hometown on the Jersey Shore to transform a Victorian fixer-upper into a charming-and profitable guest house. One small problem: the house is haunted, and the two ghosts insist Alison must find out who killed them.

Guesthouse owner, single mother, and reluctant ghost whisperer Alison Kerby is about to sit down to movie night with her family and friends when she's struck speechless. Floating before her is the ghost of her musical idol, 1960s English rock star Vance McTiernan. He's in desperate need of help from Alison and her resident ghostly gumshoe, Paul Harrison.

Alison Kerby’s guesthouse is haunted all year round. Surviving the dead of winter, though? That’s a spooky proposition. Even with a blizzard bearing down on New Jersey, Alison can count on at least two guests—Paul and Maxie, the stubborn ghosts who share her shore town inn.

Alison and her resident gumshoe ghost are on their next case when the deceased Scott MacFarlane floats in worried that he accidentally killed a prominent local woman. Turns out she's still alive...that is, of course, until she's murdered - in Alison's house. Now, between the demands of her guests and the arrival of a reality television crew, Alison must find the killer before she sees reality from the other side.

Alison Kerby's guesthouse is already crowded with spirits. The last thing she needs is a whole new batch of haunts settling in. As Alison's reputation as "the ghost lady" grows, so does her business - and not always in a way she'd like. Tourists may be flocking to her guesthouse for a chance to glimpse her resident spirits, but her special abilities are also bringing unwanted private investigation cases to her door.

Tribulation is a twisted mystery about an end-of-days religious cult manipulating space and traveling across planes of existence on electricity and radio signals. Cult members willingly accept seven brutal years of torture, known as their “tribulation,” to atone for their earthly sins and come out on the other side saved (or thoroughly brainwashed?). The hero of this thriller, Stacy Carlson, must uncover the mystery of the Tribulation cult after her husband Greg is kidnapped by its leader, Brother Elijah (Josh Charles), through a bizarre AM radio broadcast.

Maggie Sullivan has returned to Wolfe Creek, determined to find out why her best friend vanished one fog-shrouded night a year ago. But it quickly becomes clear that if the residents of the secluded mountain town know what happened, they aren't talking. Sheriff's deputy Koda Wolfe reluctantly agrees to help Maggie, even as he tries to convince her to leave town for her own good. Soon he's compelled to protect her from herself, his family's ancient curse, and a killer who could strike again.

Ten years ago, my mother was brutally murdered before my eyes. Now, after killing my best friend and kidnapping dozens of other witches, the hunter who stalked my nightmares for a decade is ready to unleash his twisted fury on me. Good thing I've got backup: five strong, impossibly sexy supernatural guardians who'd do anything to keep me safe. With my rebels by my side, the hunter can't hurt me. But the disappearance of Blackmoon Bay's witches has bigger implications, shifting the balance of power and leaving our communities in upheaval.

2022 MYSTERY AUDIE AWARD WINNER! From legendary storyteller Stephen King—sometimes growing up means facing your demons... The son of a struggling single mother, Jamie Conklin just wants an ordinary childhood. But Jamie is no ordinary child. Born with an unnatural ability his mom urges him to...

Raven’s grandfather, Connor Alby, has taken off and she has suddenly found herself alone and boarding at Fowler Academy. The Swarm approaches from above and below, and these monsters don’t know how to quit. Will the old wizards be able to teach the young fighters how to finally win? Raven and her friends have barely started school and don’t know how to harness their magic or their familiars - yet. Did I mention Raven’s familiar is a very large dragon? Raven and Leander have learned how to work as one, but it’s going to take more than that to win this war.

Growing up with telepathic abilities, Sookie Stackhouse realized early on there were things she'd rather not know. And now that she's an adult, she also realizes that some things that she knows about, she'd rather not see—like Eric Northman feeding off another woman. A younger one. There's a thing or two she'd like to say about that, but she has to keep quiet—Felipe de Castro, the Vampire King of Louisiana (and Arkansas and Nevada), is in town.

Shadows in the halls, mysteries lurking around every corner. Whoever killed him is covering their tracks well. And now, I'm walking a dangerous line between getting close to the four kings for information and wanting to crawl deeper under their skin for my own desires. I can't trust anyone. I can't let my guard down. And I must keep the urges of my body separate from my heart.

Una obra que saca el mejor partido a la mitología nórdica en una historia tan adentrada en las tierras del norte como las aguas de una bahía. Una estudiante española que viene a analizar los glaciares, un marinero asesino de focas, un pasado y un presente que se dan cita a través de aquello que duerme tanto dentro de la tierra como en lo profundo de la memoria.

Todo comienza la mañana en que Casasola, periodista de nota roja, encuentra el cadáver de un hombre degollado por una prostituta, amarrado a la cama de un motel. El reportero se ve involucrado en el misterioso caso de una asesina, que mata a sus clientes durante el acto sexual, y es capaz de imitar las voces que están dentro de la cabeza de sus víctimas. Siguiendo la pista de "la asesina de los moteles" Casasola y el Griego, un veterano fotógrafo, descubrirán, con asombro, que no es un simple caso para la prensa amarillista.

Zwei Dinge stapelten sich in Bob Hendersons Dachgeschosswohnung in London. Das waren unbezahlte Rechnungen und alte Bücher. Bob war Geschichtsforscher und Privatgelehrter, eine interessante und brotlose Tätigkeit. Das änderte sich schlagartig, als Bob Henderson eine Kiste auspackte, angefüllt mit uralten Büchern, die er bei einem Trödler zum Altpapierpreis erstanden hatte. Um acht Uhr abends begann Bob damit, den Neuzugang zu sortieren. Um Mitternacht stieß er einen überraschten Ruf aus und begann zu lesen.

Der klobige Bentley ratterte über die Schlaglöcher der ramponiert Küstenstraße. Mehrmals hatten sie sich bereits verfahren. Es ging auf Mitternacht zu. Wie aus heiterem Himmel stieg der Chauffeur in die Eisen, so dass die Gräfin im Fond des Wagens ordentlich durchgeschüttelt wurde. Die Gräfin blickte angestrengt durch die milchigen Scheiben. Und erschrak. Mein Gott – das, was dort auf der Straße stand und ihren Weg blockierte, war kein Kind. Es war eine Marionette. Ohne Puppenspieler – ohne Fäden. Stattdessen hielt sie ein blutverschmiertes Messer in der rechten Hand.