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When I walk in on my roommate jerking off, I’m supposed to walk away and shut the door, not stand and watch. I’ve always wondered if I might not be totally straight and watching Ryan has made me question things more than ever. So when he offers a low-key, no strings attached hook-up arrangement to help me explore my bisexuality, I jump at the chance. We’re great friends and there’s no feelings involved. What could go wrong?

Before Owen Deathstalker, there was the Twilight of the Empire . . . Mistworld. The day would come when it would be a key world in Owen Deathstalker's Rebellion. Now, it's as it's always been, a world on the edge of the Empire, a lawless one, shielded from the outside by powerful ESPers. A world where Leon Vertue can run his body bank, where a burglar like Cat has more to fear from other thieves than the Empress' justice, a world where Investigator Topaz is determined to make her mark.

A French musket ball to the leg takes Captain Hugh Fanshawe from the battlefield and leaves him enduring long, quiet days compiling paperwork at Horse Guards headquarters. He knows his lameness makes him the object of pity and distaste at the stifling social engagements he dutifully escorts his mother and sister to, but everything in his orderly life changes when Colonel Theo Lindsay arrives.

My name is John Taylor. I'm a PI for hire in the Nightside, the dark and corrupt city within the city of London. Where the sun never shines and where pleasure and horror are always on sale—for the right price. Not a nice place to visit or a nice place to live. So you wouldn't think I would care that it was about to be destroyed, by none other than my very own long-missing, not-quite-human mom. But I do. I was born here, I live here, and I got friends here. They might not all be acceptable in polite company, but they're my friends, nonetheless.

Sam Earnshaw’s recovery from a year-long coma should be an occasion for celebration. Instead, he reveals that the hit and run incident that left him close to death was no accident. Someone deliberately pushed him into the path of a speeding vehicle. As DCI Tom Raven leads the investigation into the attempted murder, he soon uncovers a web of dark secrets and lies. The attempt on Sam’s life is not the first time a killer has struck.

Newly separated and on the verge of divorce, I'm not looking for love, just a happy life for my daughter and myself in Blue Valley. While visiting my college roommate, Lila, in New York City during my daughter's court appointed visit with her father, I literally run into the most attractive man I've ever seen. As if his piercing blue eyes and incredible build aren't enough to give me pause, he also has a British accent. Later that day I find myself in his presence again. He's Lila's newest client and one of the biggest rock stars in the world.

Imagine if you could craft anything your mind conjures up: heated winter boots that tie their own laces, castle gates that open only to your voice, and self-filling coffee mugs that rarely go empty. Intrigued? Then visit the sunlit village of Sunhampton, a haven of cobbled lanes, aromatic coffee houses, and little stores where something will always catch your eye. Once there, take a sip of your spiced tea, savor a cinnamon pastry, and follow Lewis as he strives to become the best crafter in town.

Lyndsay Faye - international best seller, translated into 15 languages, and a two-time Edgar Award nominee - first appeared on the literary scene with Dust and Shadow, her now-classic novel pitting Sherlock Holmes against Jack the Ripper, and later produced The Whole Art of Detection, her widely acclaimed collection of traditional Watsonian tales. Now Faye is back with Observations by Gaslight, a thrilling volume of both new and previously published short stories and novellas narrated by those who knew the Great Detective.

Scarborough Castle, high on the headland, is the picturesque backdrop for an English Civil War re-enactment. But the day takes a sinister turn when the town’s MP is shot and killed in broad daylight. DCI Tom Raven is quickly on the scene, but the investigation is soon commandeered by a senior officer from Counter Terrorism, leaving Raven sidelined. When cryptic letters are received, taunting the police, it becomes clear that democracy itself may be the target.

I'm John Taylor. I work as a PI out of the Nightside, that secret center of London where clocks always read three AM, terrible things happen with predictable regularity, and the always-dark streets are full of people partying like Judgement Day will never come. Now it may have arrived. God's own enforcer, the righteous engine of destruction known as the Walking Man, has come to the Nightside. He's a being whose sole purpose is the elimination of the wicked—and given the nature of the Nightside, he'll just keep on until there's no one left. So the Authorities hired me to stop him.

Sylas is the planet’s most ruthless fighter, unmatched in the arena and feared by all who come up against him. Until he meets me. The abducted human forced into servitude and far from home. He growls ‘mine’ and I am claimed by a seven-foot wall of scars and sinew. There is more to Sylas than his chiselled good looks and proficiency with a sword. My proud gladiator is broken in more ways than I thought possible. And he won’t stop until I belong to him entirely, even if it means breaking his bonds with the arena.

When a young woman’s body is found at a cave entrance by the pretty fishing village of Robin Hood’s Bay, DCI Tom Raven is called to investigate. A trail of footprints leads from the body on the shore to the nearby youth hostel. But the killer’s identity is far from clear as the picturesque façade of Robin Hood’s Bay conceals more than it reveals.

One February afternoon, Detective Ray Flowers' life is blown apart by a petrol bomb attack. No one can tell him who did it. Or why. Anchorless and alone, he moves to his aunt's country cottage. What he needs is perspective. Instead, he is tormented by visions of Kitty Hallam, a troubled young woman accused of witchcraft. Back in 1643. Is she a figment of Flowers' imagination or something more? Whatever the truth, Flowers can't help but be drawn into Kitty's world, sensing their stories are intertwined somehow.

I’ve been alive for millennia and have yet to meet my fated mate. It’s not something I’ve ever cared about; my heart already belongs to another. Someone I can’t have. Someone who doesn’t want me. Now I know we’ll never be together. Unlike me, he’s found his fated mates. Two of them. That’s fine. As leader of the Seraphim, Heaven’s most elite unit of angels, I don’t have time for love.

The alien virus I caught after I was taken from Earth has left me a shadow of my former self. The only saving grace, my voice is unaffected, but it means I’m the songstress to a wealthy alien who keeps me like a canary in a gilded cage. Then, after someone attempts to assassinate him, he employs a gruff, grumpy former Gryn gladiator as his personal bodyguard. Rych is intimidating and handsome in equal measure, with a penchant for training outside my window in the early morning, all muscles, feathers and very little in the way of clothing.

Saying "don’t" around Jack Harrison always did lead him into dangerous grounds on London streets. But now someone knows Jack’s head inside and out, and they’re about to twist all perception and lead him into an underground depravity that nearly sent him down in his youth. As Jack slips further into a dark psychological minefield, only two men offer different paths back to sanity...it’s a fight to see who out of the three of them will survive long enough to find a way out of the vicious game played by someone known only as...the Unknown.

He's a terrifying brute of a male that I can't help but fear. Ripped away from Earth and everything I know, I'm stuck in a lair of alien warriors, including him. The one that stares at me, threatens me. Hates me. Until he brings me his broken feather and asks me to mend him. What else can I do? Back home, I was a falconer, training and taming birds of prey. What are the chances I can tame this fearsome predator, before he decides I'm his next meal?

My human life is over. The Sword betrayed me, put a literal knife to his chest, and now I’m supposed to share my new immortal fae life with him as his fated mate? Yeah, keep dreaming, buddy. As it turns out, you can take the humanity out of the thief, but you can't take the thief out of the, er… immortal. Apparently, the Sword’s castle sits on top of ancient treasure, and I’m more than happy to relieve him of it. No honor amongst thieves and murderers, am I right?

He’s called a monster, a beast, a dragon, and he’s chosen me. I think I’m in trouble. Again. Yeah, alien abduction is for suckers. If I thought my life was bad before I woke up in the alien prison, it’s just about to get a whole load worse, because I’ve been rescued by an alien warrior who is much better at stripping flesh from bone than being a hero. Draxx has glowing green scales, endless muscles, huge claws and very often, a tail. He also prefers not to wear pants. He has cheekbones I could cut myself on and a set of lips which are very good at kissing.

No monster can own me. Not even him. The aliens who took me from Earth thought I was small and puny... how wrong they were! Instead, they ended up with a banshee of a human who had no intention of staying abducted. So now this alien maze has its first freedom fighter. I can put my unusual talents involving weaponry to good use, causing as much havoc as I can until I find an escape.