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She seemed peaceful, as if in her last moments her young body hadn’t agonized, desperately trying to live, to survive. Her lips were parted slightly, as if she were breathing gently while dreaming of something only she knew. Whatever her secret, she’d taken it with her.

Her body, naked and crushed under the weight of the cold, desert rocks that had been her tomb, while she still drew breath. Her eyes, blue as the deep desert sky at dawn, stared into the distance, blurred with tears. Her lips remained immobile, although if I listened hard enough, I thought I heard her scream. Two mavericks form an intriguing team. Baxter and Holt trust each other with their lives, just not with their secret plans.

After 15-year-old Kaylee disappears without a trace, FBI special agent Tess Winnett is assigned to the case that falls outside of the normal purview of the FBI. With every lead she uncovers, more questions are posed and with only one possible, terrifying answer: There are others like her who have vanished, never to be seen or heard from again. Is there a pattern in these disappearances? What happened to the others who have vanished? Is there a connection, or is Tess chasing shadows?

Caught in the enigmatic web of an unusual case, Special Agent Tess Winnett races against the ticking clock. A suspected serial killer is on the loose hunting prey in the depths of the Everglades. Several women have vanished from the Miami coast, leaving only echoes of their existence. The clues to their fates? Locked away in the tortured mind of one survivor, TV celebrity Kiana Bayliss.

Where her daughter had played Gretel in front of a cheering audience, only two faint stage lights remained. The theater was deserted and eerily silent; the only sound she could hear was her own heart, pounding in a frenzy against her chest. She rushed outside and stopped sharply at the top of the stairs, stunned, her blood turned to icicles. Darkness had fallen, thick and filled with ocean mist, lampposts like ghosts sprinkling yellow haloes in the sky. Paige was gone. They’d taken her little girl.

Detective Kay Sharp vows to get to the bottom of a heartbreaking murder that has rocked Mount Chester. A single mother has been brutally killed in front of her three daughters. The youngest, three-year-old Erin, is lying inches from the body, her pigtails loose, her face tear-stained. Eight-year-old Heather is discovered hiding under her bed. Sixteen-year-old Julie is nowhere to be found.

There was nothing May liked better than having her granddaughters visit, especially when it came to the holidays. They loved playing games, building snowmen, and drinking hot chocolate together. But this Christmas was going to be extra special. Grandma May felt that they were finally old enough for the surprise. They were old enough to keep her secrets and young enough to still believe in magic.

There’s a smokin’ hot dead guy locked in my garden shed. That part’s bad enough. But now, he’s trying to get out. Growing up, my father always told me that I’d come to a bad end, just like my mom did when I was a kid. Hearing that kind of stuff when you’re little eventually gets to a girl, but I can’t say I ever expected my ‘bad end’ to involve an angry vampire with a severe case of iron deficiency and a panty-melting English accent. Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised.

When I fled my safe haven in the demon realm to deliver news of betrayal and conspiracy to Rans, I thought it meant I was losing everything. Again. Instead, I've just gained the most valuable gift I could ever receive. I’m hopelessly in love with the last vampire on Earth. That’s hardly a news flash at this point. But I never expected my feelings to be returned...and I’ve never been happier to be wrong. Now, he’s mine, and I am his. Our lives are bound inextricably, even unto death. Of course, at this rate it just might come to that.

I never thought I'd see home again. Now, I almost wish I hadn't. After giving myself up to the Fae, I expected to become the latest casualty of a war that should have ended centuries ago. Instead, I ended up inextricably bound to the last vampire on earth.

Laylea has finally found a place where she belongs, friends who adore her, and a boy who makes her tail wag. She just wants to live a normal life as a normal shifter kid. But fate isn't on board. Her body has started shifting into any old creature that comes into her head… and at the most inconvenient times. A hawk during math class? Check. A turtle in the cafeteria? Yep. And she can't do anything to stop it.

No one believed him. Everyone laughed. But when an EMP cripples the nation, Jackson Kent is one of the few prepared to survive. He must now rescue the family who rejected him from the violence of the city streets and bring them to his mountain homestead.

Everything I thought I knew about Emperor Kaeto was completely wrong. Well… not quite everything. He’s still a bitter, acerbic bastard with a chip on his shoulder the size of a continent. He still fascinates and infuriates me in equal measure. But my quest to retrieve the stolen dragon eggs has somehow morphed into a quest to return Kaeto to his stolen throne. And by doing so, I’ve put those I care about in mortal danger. Our flight to safety in my aunt and uncle’s kingdom of Utrea succeeded only in bringing spies and assassins to my family’s doorstep.

My father has been kidnapped by my worst enemies. Either that, or he willingly sold me out to them. Whatever the case, I’m going to find him. Mind you, this would be a lot easier if every Fae in Chicago wasn’t already out for my blood. They’re not getting it, though. The only one who’s getting anywhere near my blood is the seven-hundred-year-old vampire who saved me. Yes, there are times when I’m convinced he’s not quite right in the head, but so far he’s the only supernatural being I’ve met who sees me as a person rather than a chess piece.

Financial struggles have forced Grace Rockwell, along with her husband and their baby daughter, back to the family homestead. Luckily, the move to the Bittersweet Hollow Morgan Horse Farm isn't all bad. Her sister Portia is there with her toddler son, and Grace soon finds a way to improve their finances - by entering riding competitions with her family's gorgeous horses.

Fifteen-year-old Courtney wants to be normal like her friends. But there's something frighteningly different about her - and it's not just the mysterious tattoo her conspiracy-obsessed grandfather marked her with when she was a child. Courtney is being in visited in her bedroom at night by alien creatures claiming to have shared an alliance with her grandfather. And either she's going crazy, or they're trying to recruit her and take over her mind.

Mystery/thriller masterminds James Hunt, author of the Death Notes series, and Roger Hayden, author of The Abducted series, come together in this super box set for the first time! That's two complete book series comprising five novels.

Geoffrey is the orphaned prince of Kaveg. He has chosen to follow a quest to find the fabled "queen with his own heart" who will heal his land. Nanda is an American stage combat choreographer just searching for a reason to live. They find each other, and they lose each other. Together, can they both find what they're looking for?

Stein has been with the Hollows for as long as she can remember. Taken as a child, she has no memories of her past - and that's always been fine by her. Until the day she stumbles across a hidden journal containing the devastating truth about her paternity. Now everything she thought she knew - and everyone she thought she could trust - has changed. The truth about who she is and where she came from is a secret so deep, it will rock the Hollows and the Tesla Institute alike.

Grace may have problems, but Anderson Rockwell loves his sassy, spicy, and slightly unfaithful wife. A recovered heroin addict who's now struggling with sex addiction, Grace tries her best to control her inner demons. She's relapsing less often. And when she does, she always calls. Always comes back home. Until this time.