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Der Tod 3.0 - Du suchst ihn. Er findet dich. Auf den Gleisen liegt ein Mädchen. Das Kreischen von Metall auf Metall. Ein zerstörter Körper. Selbstmord? Kathi war Andreas Winkelmanns Lieblingsnichte. Der Thrillerautor kann nicht glauben, dass sich das lebenslustige Mädchen das Leben genommen hat, und macht sich auf die Suche nach Hinweisen. Auf ihrem Computer findet er seltsame Videos, die zeigen, dass Kathi verfolgt wurde. Die Spur führt immer tiefer ins Netz hinein, zu immer grausameren Aufnahmen. Worauf hat Kathi sich da eingelassen? Und in wessen Hände ist sie dabei geraten?

Detective H. Grímsson is a city detective, and a damn good one at that, owing much to what he calls his uncanny intuition. However, that's only half the truth of it—detective Grímsson is clairvoyant and frequently sees the grim shadow of death before it approaches. A young college student is found dead in his BMW on a gravel road not far from the city. He was shot at close range. Grímsson suspects that this has something to do with the nudes that the deceased had in his possession.

The day Death comes to Lazarus Gaumond’s town and kills everyone in one fell swoop, the last thing he expects to see is a woman left alive and standing. But Lazarus has her own extraordinary gift: She cannot be killed—not by humans, not by the elements, not by Death himself. She is the one soul Death doesn’t recognize. The one soul he cannot pry free from her flesh.

Mercy and Lizzie McCarthy are settling in to the charming seaside village of Shamrock Cove on the west coast of Ireland. Lizzie throws herself into organizing a book festival and mystery writer Mercy even agrees to come out of her bookish hidey-hole to do get involved. But then the star author for the event is found dead. James Brandt was killed by a falling bookshelf in his own cottage… The local detective is not convinced by Mercy’s suspicion of murder but when someone else turns up dead, the police cannot ignore it.

The King of the Dead claims his mortal bride on Halloween night... An unforgettable paranormal fairy tale from Tabatha Kiss! My parents promised my soul to a god. But he wants my heart instead. I’ve felt him. My whole life, I’ve felt him. That touch on the back of my neck in an empty room. That sound on the wind of someone saying my name. That sinking feeling of eyes watching me in the dark. I told myself I was crazy. It was just nerves. My imagination playing tricks. But he was there. Watching. Listening. Waiting. Until now. This title was originally published in the Cards of Love ...

A black cloud of remorse and regret haunts Ari and the Roses, shrouding the house at the end of the road in darkness. With the help of the witch Ophelia has become, Ari decides to make one final push - the push to save them all. But nothing ever goes the way she plans. Instead she resets everything, sending them scattering across the continent.

Evil hides in many places and takes many forms. For indie author Frank Stewart it came to him as a child and guided him through life. Hidden away in a dust filled room deep within his brain. Watching, waiting, and guiding Frank’s hands across the keyboard. Only when the lines of reality and fiction blur will the truth come out. Is it coincidence or is Frank foretelling the victims doom in his books?

Hi, I am your death, and I am here for you. No, wait, don’t go! Aside from the fact that you can’t get away, I’m not here for you in that way, at least not now. Although to be honest with you, we do have a date, and I am always with you, whether you acknowledge me or not. When's the last time you had an intimate heart-to-heart chat with your death? Have you ever? Now is your chance. If you want to know the truth, I'm not your death, but you are mine. Now, don't freak out on me. It's only a visit.