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Sherlock Holmes is handed a blackmail case shortly before Christmas. Usurer Jacob Marley must pay 10,000 pounds if he wishes to avoid any damages. Holmes and Watson get to work on the investigation.

Anna is everything to Cameron, even if it’s always been a secret. Cameron has only ever been in love with one woman, his twin sisters’ best friend, a woman he shouldn’t want and can never have. He’s a master at pretending he only sees her as family, he even has himself convinced. Almost. Not really, but he’s pretending. Anna has lived her whole life assuming she’s unlovable. Her parents made her feel like a burden, their home life filled with arguments and disappointment.

Brandy and Zane are out of options. With Halloween approaching and no place to call home, they take over the house of Brandy’s agoraphobic client — a woman too fearful to leave and too isolated to resist. It’s only temporary, they tell themselves. Just long enough to save up and start fresh — for themselves and their children. To pass the time, the woman begins reading them pages from a novel she’s been writing — unsettling, violent, and impossible to forget. Brandy tries not to think too hard about it. But some stories linger longer than expected.

Some sins don't die quietly. One careless, drunken night, Erica kills her best friend and buries the truth beneath layers of lies. Another woman, Jasmine, has blood on her hands. Two women. Two deadly secrets. But the dead don't stay buried. When their paths collide, an ancient darkness awakens something old and hungry, drawn to their guilt like a scent in the dark. Whispers echo in empty rooms. Shadows move when no one's looking. And a demon with a grin like broken glass toys with them both, twisting their crimes into a nightmare they can't escape.

A memoir by Mason Loika who grew up in Miami, Florida where he tanned as brown as a berry. His dark complexion kept him from touring at Princeton's (N.J.) American Boychoir School in 1956 out of fear audiences would consider the school had become integrated. After a pedophile attack by the school's guidance counselor, he found solace after his participation in a Carnegie Hall's Annex to perform the same Mozard sonata for an audience of one: Louis Armstrong. Rock 'n' roll embraced his soul as he obsessed over watching American Bandstand on TV.

Most lawyers aren’t like John Mason. Then again, most lawyers don’t do what he does. For decades, John Mason has been a confidante, meditator, gladiator and last line of defense for some of the most visible (and talented) artists in the world; from Brian Wilson and Roy Orbison, to Reba McEntire and the Jackson Five, to Quincy Jones, Shakira, and his dear friend of over forty years, Olivia Newton-John. In Crazy Lucky, he tells their stories from his perspective, and shows us what it means to truly have someone’s back.

When Vanessa Thompson agrees to fly across the country to meet her online crush, she never imagines she's walking straight into a killer's trap. Kidnapped and tortured by a sadistic predator, Vanessa endures unspeakable horrors as the clock ticks down on her survival. With only seven days before her captor's deadly countdown ends, every breath could be her last.

It's not everyday you have the number one box office star in your car. Actually, not any day for someone like me, Nova Sparks, a plain Jane hair stylist. And the real kick in the rear end? Not only will he be in my car, in a few weeks, he’ll be in my life—as my stepbrother. Fate has brought Ethan Hale into my small Montana world and kept him unattainable. How’s that for cruel? Now I’m stuck being near him. Stuck with the tabloids and paparazzi. Stuck with these feelings I shouldn’t be having. The only way to get unstuck is accept I can’t have him and send him back to Hollywood.

They call me a heartbreaker. I've constructed the exact type of life I want for myself--isolated from feelings, and numb to the world. Running from my own fears. Pretending I own the world. I get paid to be an asshole. Easiest money I've ever mad. Until I get paid to be an ass to her. She's the one person who digs beneath the layers to see the truth hiding there. Being paid to break her heart may be the hardest job I've ever done.

Mia Müller has spent her life going along to get along—agreeing to what others want, even when it silences her own voice. But when her cousin Jakob disappears after a shady visit to The Mancini Dealership—a used car lot that’s really a front for the local mob—Mia can no longer afford to stay quiet. Jakob had his flaws, but he was family. All he wanted was a car—not trouble. When things go horribly wrong, Mia is forced to confront the powerful crime family behind it all.

Would you make a deal to dominate the werewolf at full moon? Maurice is a lone wolf. Rejected, half-feral at full moon. Unable to control himself when he goes into heat. That's not what scares me. Even as a beast, he's a very good boy. All that need gets channeled into pleasing me. You see, we've met before: one night a year ago when I ran from the way he looked at me as if I was his whole world. As if he was mine. He can't be mine. Because if he was, he'd be in danger too.

I'm a green witch! When I struggle to use my newly discovered magic, Ohken offers to teach me, although his methods aren't exactly conventional. He's a big fan of teasing me and making me crazy enough to get out of my own head. As our lessons grow more heated, I realize I'm falling for not only this wacky little town but also the quiet male who's my biggest cheerleader.

Just when I think I’m getting my life under control, my alien husband kidnaps me—and manages to get amnesia. I’ve mostly come to grips with my new reality. Earth is a memory, I’m making a name for myself, and I can usually ignore the reason I’m here… my horrible alien warlord husband. But the Beast doesn’t want to be ignored. Nope. He wants me, and unlike other Suevans, he doesn't like to take no for an answer… so he kidnaps me, determined to win me over. Good luck with that, buddy.

The huge alien prince claims I’m his wife—but I’ve never been a good little princess. I’m not about to start now. Stuck in a hot jungle with an even hotter alien is not how I imagined my diplomatic mission going. To make things worse, every conversation is an exercise in survivor charades. I’ve always prided myself on never needing a man, but this planet seems determined to prove I can't live without the massive alien stuck to my side.

Jaxsen Wild has landed himself in hot water with the NBA. After letting his temper get the best of him during a game, he’s slapped on the wrist with a warning—get your act together, or your career and the championship with the Miami Blaze is on the line. He wasn’t looking for love, and he certainly never saw Emmy coming when she crashes into him at the airport. Jaxsen is used to women using him for his money and the media dragging his name through the mud. The last thing he needs is another scandal with his name plastered in the headlines.

Betraying the most powerful man in New York wasn’t something I ever envisioned when I first started playing games with Winston Constantine. But he’s engaged in far more dangerous games than ours, and his enemies are out for blood. Winston has my heart, the Morellis have incriminating photos, and I’m left with nothing except three stepbrothers who want to hurt me and a future in doubt. I knew Winston wouldn’t be my prince charming, but that didn’t stop me from falling for him. After all, the slippers fit, and I let myself believe I’d be dancing with Winston forever.

I was born and broken in Birkenhead, abused from infancy by a network of every kind of pervert from ‘thinks it’s love’ to ‘show it hurts’. I was unwanted, beaten, sold, swapped, photographed, filmed, left for dead, corrupted, blamed, betrayed, ignored and orphaned. But I was also born with a fire inside me. I call it my Phoenix Fire. I am no victim—that word only describes what happened to me. Nor am I a survivor because that implies I am over it. I am a Phoenix—a work in progress. This is my story....

Winston Constantine is no prince charming...but I crave him so badly I think I might be losing my mind. He's right in front of me, but he’s just as remote as my dreams of getting away from my stepbrothers. I keep playing his twisted games, and I want to stay just as distant as he is. But I can’t. I never could. I’ve fallen for him. Hopelessly. Irrevocably. But Winston isn’t a lover; he’s a business venture, a way for me to pay for college. A ticket out. He’s never pretended to be anything other than that. I can’t blame him for making me fall in love.

Money can buy anything...and anyone. As the head of the Constantine family, I’m used to people bowing to my will. Cruel, rigid, unyielding—I’m all those things. When I discover the one woman who doesn’t wither under my gaze, but instead smiles right back at me, I’m intrigued. Ash Elliott needs cash, and I make her trade in crudeness and degradation for it. I crave her tears, her moans. I pay for each one, and every time, she comes back for more. When she challenges me with an offer of her own, I have to decide if I’m willing to give her far more than cold, hard cash.

I started flirting with a guy while waiting for my car to be serviced. Now granted, he wasn’t just any guy. Tall. Dark. Hot. Mysterious. Can you blame me for wanting to talk to him? He’s in town visiting his parents. So am I. He goes to the same college as I do. Such a coincidence. Almost as if our meeting is destined. But I shouldn’t believe in that sort of thing. I am single as a Pringle and always ready to mingle. Until I keep running into Mr. Tall, Dark, and Mysterious everywhere I go.