THE FAMILY THAT SLAYS TOGETHER, STAYS TOGETHER…

Lt. Jacqueline “Jack” Daniels of the Chicago Police Department is back, and once again she’s up to her Armani in murder.

Someone is sending Jack snuff videos. The victims are people she knows, and they share a common trait — each was involved in one of Jack’s previous cases. With her stalwart partner hospitalized and unable to help, Jack follows a trail of death throughout the Midwest, on a collision course with the smartest and deadliest adversary she’s ever known.

During the chase, Jack jeopardizes her career, her love life, and her closest friends. She also comes to a startling realization — serial killers have families, and blood runs thick.

He’ll protect her from everything. Even himself. Hell, especially himself…

When Nikulas learns a witch went missing the same night his brother disappeared, he knows it’s not a coincidence. Finding the witch’s sister, the only witness to what happened that night, is easy. Keeping his hands—and fangs—off the feisty woman with the face of an angel and the soul of a warrior, however, is not.

Emma Moss will stop at nothing to rescue her sister from the demons who kidnapped her. So, when Nik suggests working together, she agrees. But that doesn’t mean she has any intention of trusting the charming, sexy vampire. Not when he stalks her like a predator…and looks at her like she’s lunch.

Arriving at what she has calculated as more or less the middle of her life, things for bookworm Lotta Button, her nose always stuck in a book, are not going at all the way she planned. With that thing they call life throwing all the hurdles it can her way as a new year rolls around, she hits rock bottom and wonders how she’s ever going to crawl her way back up.

When she finds herself at yet another family wedding in the lobby of a country house, she bumps into a man, and little does she know, he is going to become quite the feature in her world. He needs a partner for a business deal, and a few little white lies she’s told mean he could help her out too… With a book always as her companion, Lotta embarks on a fake relationship and the story unfolds before our eyes, what Lotta thought was going to happen in her year doesn’t quite pan out that way at all.

A retired detective thinks that all he will have to do on Halloween is hand out candy to trick-or-treaters. Everything goes well until all the children in costume come and go, and then the phone calls begin. One of them comes from his former Chief of Police, whom he and his former partner have promised that they will come out of retirement whenever there is a murder in their small town. Not only do they have to go out on a dark night in the pouring down rain, but they have to head out to a remote part of the county, where almost no one lives, to a place where someone has texted and reported that someone has been murdered. All they have to go on is the location of the cell phone. Before he solves the case, he is confronted with several suspects, none of whom seem to have motives or alibis.

After fleeing her high-powered job in the city and a failed marriage, Penny Bowden has arrived in Bellamy Cove, a small beach town on the outer edge of Cape Cod. She’s purchased a run-down horse farm – complete with horses and a farm hand – and plans to make her living by offering riding lessons to townsfolk and tourists alike. Upon her arrival, Penny eagerly enters the town’s annual bake-off, hoping to impress her new neighbors and make some friends.

Right before the bake-off begins, Penny is goaded into an argument with one of the town’s most important citizens, Janine Hallett. Only a few minutes later, the entire town witnesses Janine’s tragic death – and even worse, she’s been murdered. Penny is shocked to find that the police are pointing the finger at her, and all because Janine was eating a piece of Penny’s famous cherry pie when she died!

You know the hot neighbor boy you crushed on all your teenage years? Imagine seeing him ten years later and he turns out to be a complete jerk, then you know how I feel.

Our last encounter was awkward, given I’d climbed into his bedroom window to turn my unrequited crush into something … requited. That day was bad enough, but things just got worse.

Noah Griffin turned himself into one of the best football players in the country and a transfer to the Washington Wolves— the team I work for—lands him on my doorstep. The timing couldn’t be worse, because my boss just handed me the opportunity of a lifetime. And that promotion rides squarely on Noah’s big, muscular, condescending shoulders.