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'Properly creepy and Gothic' IAN RANKIN on the Frey & McGray mysteries... December, 1889. There have been many bad days in Edinburgh police's secret subdivision 'The Commission for the Elucidation of Unsolved Cases Presumably Related to the Odd and Ghostly'. But today is surely the worst...

Even a chameleon can be a target. Libby makes her money as a thief and an assassin, but a girl has to have a cover. To her surprise, her business installing security systems in 23rd century Toronto is taking off, as is her romance with Wil - North America’s top cop. Then, an insurance company hires her to recover a fortune in stolen art and jewelry. Bring them the stolen goods, and they'll pay an outrageous fee, no questions asked. The Vancouver art scene is hot, in more ways than one. Billionaires compete for bragging rights, and they aren't picky who they deal with.

I've always felt like an outsider. Until my 18th birthday, I didn't know how true that was. First, I started seeing strange things. Then, the tips of my ears began to shift. Now, even touching something made of iron makes me sick. Am I losing my mind? When four mysterious fae males corner me in the street, they bring terrifying news: I'm not human. I'm a changeling, a fae swapped at birth.

Grier is nursing a broken heart after Boaz announced his engagement to another woman, but life goes on. Or it would if vampire assassins would stop taking pot shots at her every time she leaves Woolworth House. Seriously, who sends archers to deliver murdergrams these days? To protect herself, Grier must pull out all the stops, even if it means revealing her darkest secret. All eyes are on her, and - for the first time - she begins to understand why Linus wears so many masks.

Alors que l'Exposition universelle de 1889 bat son plein aux abords de la tour Eiffel, un assassin sème la terreur dans Paris. Après la découverte de la main momifiée d'une jeune femme, puis du corps mutilé d'un malfrat, les morts s'amoncellent. Alerté par la police, l'aliéniste Simon Bloomberg reprend du service, aidé de son intrépide gouvernante, Sarah Englewood.

Marie's life is a living hell. Her parents are dead at the hands of a madman, her adopted home has burned to the ground, and her only friend is a drunken old Call Girl. When a mysterious man makes her an offer that seems too good to be true, she gladly sells her soul.

Have you ever had the feeling that someone is pulling your strings, making you dance to their tune? Since the Smith case in Manhattan, Gavin Gregory, one of the FBI Behavioral Analysis Unit's best profilers, has had those feelings in spades. First it was Glacadairanam, the Wrath Child, who was the hidden hand manipulating his life, but in Miami, Gavin met the power behind the little gargoyle in the form of a creature calling himself Fry. But Fry is much more than a man with an East Texas drawl—as evidenced by his funny habit of turning up in Gavin's dreams.

Chase Gray hasn't seen his daughter, Oakley, in two years. When he picks her up for a long-overdue getaway, the fourteen-year-old isn't keen on spending a week with her estranged father. Only one day into the road trip, their fragile reunion is interrupted when Oakley is kidnapped during a stop at a grocery store.

Dance of the Hanged Man is Mark Greene’s tale of five boys struggling to survive a supernatural event in the dark woods of 1970s Texas. “It held McCollough by his throat and pulled him lazily across the ground, the old man’s legs hanging limp and motionless. McCollough’s head was back, bent at a contorted angle. He was not struggling. He was counting down his final breaths.”

On the run with the only piece of evidence to his sister’s murder, Chase Bishop heads to the strange town of Dark Hollow Lake, Tennessee, to track down the killer. What Chase discovers isn’t what he expects, and at every dark turn, the truth is even more twisted than the killer’s mind. Nearly running Chase over, Melinda Bradley’s guilt has her helping him search for his sister’s killer and uncover a bigger conspiracy in her hometown.

Just south of Tupelo, Mississippi, on the Natchez Trace lies a place of mystery called Witch Dance. When Thomas and Margaret Speedwell took their twins to Witch Dance for a weekend camping trip, they never imagined they would be pulled into a vortex of witchcraft, tragedy, and karma. One of the girls goes missing; the other won’t say what happened on the other side of the hill. The tragedy pulls together a cast of characters from Margaret’s childhood and beyond - Choctaw and Chickasaw Indians, Toltec ancestors, the extinct Hopewell tribe.

Cultural anthropologist Gabe Turpin - while on holiday in Kenya with his adult daughter - comes between SEAL Team Six and Somali pirates. In the bloody aftermath, they, a Maasai Shaman, and an old spymaster, form an unlikely team to derail a terrorist, nuclear attack on a U.S. Carrier Strike Group that will be the tipping point for a financial attack, and a collapse of the U.S. economy.

I'm a Nephilim, born of a fallen angel father and a human mother. This makes me special in ways I don't fully comprehend yet. A war is brewing between angels and demons, and like it or not, we'll all have to choose sides. I've chosen the side of angels, a curious decision for me, not only because I'm a killer, but because I enjoy killing. Still, an angel promised me that redemption is possible - even for me - and he needed warriors on his side. Did he tell me the truth? I hope so, but who can I trust?

La vida de Envy era increible. Tenía un hermano genial, un novio genial y el mejor trabajo con el que cualquiera podía soñar...poner copas en los mejores clubes de la ciudad. Por lo menos, todo era genial hasta que recibió la llamada de uno de sus mejores amigos diciéndole que su novio estaba bailando el ”limbo vertical” en la pista de baile del Moon Dance. Su decisión de enfrentarse a él desencadenará una serie de sucesos que la introducirán en un mundo paranormal y peligroso.

Waverly Estate is a sentinel that looks down from abrupt roof lines above The Hudson River. More than 100 years after The Revolutionary War, its presence continues to whisper of battles won and lost; of death and vacuous halls and hearts, and of treacherous deeds committed. Its residents are not troubled by the dead alone. Far more ghastly are the living. It is the year 1858 and Garson, the pitiless master of Waverly, lies dying. A magnificent dome above him boasts paintings of Rene Bonhomme, a French artist who covets more than Garson's wicked wife, Hannah.