Resultados narrador por "Sarah Mollo-Christensen" en Todas las categorias

It isn’t the first time real estate agent Helen Morrisey has found someone naked in bed while showing a house. But this one is different. One glance at the bluish cast around his lips and the vacant, staring eyes, and Helen knows developer Al Capelli is never going to sign another sales agreement. His death is big news for a small Chesapeake water town where a family empire is built around secrets and their brash money style is resented by locals. Within days, his lover, her old friend, begs Helen to find the killer before she’s arrested for murder. 

Jewell McDunn solves one problem—where to live when her daughter’s boyfriend takes over the apartment—and becomes entangled in a much more deadly one. When her barista friends hook her up with a room in one of Miwok town’s prestigious Victorian mansions—the scene of a grisly, unsolved murder—Jewell is forced to placate the spirit of the murdered woman in order to get a good night’s sleep.

While the DEMC haven’t gone native, they’re finding that their particular brand of varied vector violence is appreciated in the Bast Station populace. Deck by deck, meter by meter, they are leading the efforts at reclamation. Remarkably, they’ve found the rough-and-ready inhabitants of the station rallying around them. That’s before other mercenaries come to Coil Cove, drawn by the DEMC’s success. The more the merrier, right? Except these newcomers threaten to throw the hard-won balance into chaos.

Aspiring supervillains (and super nerds) Jonathan and Andrew attempt to hold their own in a town full of monsters, while eleven-hundred-year-old vengeance demon Anya is just looking for something to give her life purpose again, spending her days working at an evil juice bar. But soon word gets out that there's a new Big Bad on the scene, one more powerful and more destructive than anyone who has come before. She, of course, is Buffy the Vampire Slayer. And she's hell-bent on rooting out all of this reality's evil by any means necessary.

The enemies they are about to be pitted against make their endeavors so far look like a cake walk. Killer bugs and government conspiracies are old hat. Armies of mutants spreading like a plague, a host of life-snuffing cyborgs that won’t stop “cleaning,” and fierce competition between the various factions. Let’s just say that when this is over, the DEMC are going to need some serious R&R…assuming they make it through this in one piece. Survival was never a given, but the DEMC have just the give-‘em-hell attitude needed to see this job through.

Our trio of madcap mercenaries have brought peace to Mugh-9, but it turns out that peace is bad for business. What is a merc to do but head out into the galaxy and find some work? There’s always someone in need of a steady hand, a strong arm, and a propensity toward violence, right? Our trio hit the jackpot when they are approached by a representative from a crumbling regime.

Ainsley Greenburg has always been a fixer, but her latest attempt to repair her marriage left it more damaged than ever before. Now trapped in a vicious game of cat and mouse with the man she thought she knew, Ainsley must do what it takes to put out the fire their arrangement ignited, but it won't be that simple. As Peter closes in on her, Ainsley finds herself driven down a path of paranoia and fear. Her only hope relies on her instincts, but they've let her down before. This time, there's so much more at stake, and the secrets waiting to be revealed will change everything. 

What holds a community, a civilization, or a world together? Shared values? Mutual interests? Perhaps something less definable, like an ineffable source of unity? Or is it blood and terror, and primal drives that force the pack to close in and bare their fangs? Such questions may be more suited to philosophers, but the DEMC and its mercenaries are the ones who will be doling out the answers.

Have you ever been sick of being the low man on the totem pole? A trio of mercs feel your pain. Chill, Ivan, and Kortez have been slaving away as mercenaries for years. But enough is enough, and they are done putting up with being an afterthought. Striking out alone is a risk, but mercenary work is not exactly in short supply. In the depths of a mine-riddled world, the Swarm is stirring. Chitinous hordes boil up from the depths, claiming lives and resources.

Starting a business is hard, especially when making your living requires staying alive long enough to get paid. Our troublesome trio, Chill, Ivan, and Kortez, haven’t exactly hit the big time yet, but they’ve got dreams. Big ones. But big dreams, big plans, and big guns mean that they’re looking at some big problems. When you’re establishing a mercenary company, let’s just say the complications start to pile up like shell casings.

Liv comes out of a coma with no memory of her past and two distinct, warring voices inside her head. Nothing, not even her reflection, seems familiar. As she stumbles through her junior year, the voices get louder, insisting she please the popular group while simultaneously despising them. But when Liv starts hanging around with Spencer, whose own mysterious past also has him on the fringe, life feels complete for the first time in, well, as long as she can remember.

The Silly Season has arrived in Cape Discovery! Tessa Wakefield’s a softie and can’t say no to acting as one of Santa’s elves in the annual holiday parade. But when the jolly guest of honor topples off his sleigh and kicks the bucket on the town’s main street, all of Santa’s little helpers come under suspicion. Tessa’s determined not to trade her Santa hat for her sleuthing one. But even the loudest Christmas carols can’t drown out the hum of local gossip or dampen Tessa’s curious spirit, and she finds herself tangled in a murder investigation.

First, there was the arrangement - a simple, yet salacious fix to the problems looming in their marriage - but when things took a tragic turn, Peter’s and Ainsley’s lives quickly fell into disarray. Now, their secrets have been exposed. They know the truth - about each other and their marriage - and as they struggle to move on from their past and the damage they’ve caused, new problems begin to surface. 

Several years in the future, an all-female astronaut team circumnavigates the globe once every 90 minutes aboard the International Space Station, prepared to be a powerful presence in space. When a surprise set of "everyday citizens" tags along for the ride, all protocol flies right out the proverbial...airlock. 

Tessa Wakefield has her hands full juggling a cozy craft store, her nutball family, and two men who’d rather poke out their eyes than describe themselves as cute (which they totally are). Cute, charismatic, and occasionally on her mind when she’s not stumbling over dead bodies and using her newfound ninja skills to track down murderers.

Sleep deprived and overwhelmed, first-time mom Jenn is struggling to adapt to her new role. Frustrated with her loving but preoccupied husband and still grieving the death of her own mother, she feels isolated and depressed. It’s only when she joins a new-moms’ group that she starts to think she’s finally getting back on track. Until Isabel, the group’s leader, suddenly disappears.

Abandoned by her fugitive ex-husband, Lily Brown is rebuilding her life on the edge of a Kansas town that still feels the sting of his crimes. Lily lies low, managing the isolated storage facility where she lives with her twelve-year-old son, Everett, and planning a better future for them both. That requires keeping secrets. Everett has them too. After breaking into a storage unit, Everett finds photographs and news clippings of five girls missing for decades.

A smart woman would dump her cheating ex, move from the city, and give herself a chance for a do-over. A smarter woman wouldn’t jump out of that same frying pan and return to Cape Discovery. I’m a high school counsellor turned new owner of Unraveled, my granddad’s yarn store in town. More exciting than a delivery of rainbow colored wool is the news of movie location scouts in the area. I can’t help being caught up in movie fever, until I stumble onto one of those landowners, face down in a kitty litter tray.

I’m a former high school counsellor, middle-child peacemaker, and curator of lots of squishy/fuzzy goodness at my granddad’s little yarn store. The Serial Knitters and Happy Hookers in the store’s Craft for Calmness group have been busy creating booties and baby blankets for a christening fit for a prince. But when I stumble onto the little prince’s fatally poisoned mother, a right royal mess ensues.

We live in a close-knit community. Thirty houses surrounding a square of garden that is perfect for our kids. We congregate here on major holidays, each family bringing a plate and sharing food and conversation. It’s in the garden that I first met her. The woman who would worm her way into my family and piece by piece tear it apart.