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They’re here. But who are they? What do they want? Where do they come from? On top of these questions July Jackson, sheriff of Egypt, Texas (population: 1,888), has some others. Why is it snowing in West Texas in August? Why don't the cars, electronics, or phones work? Why can't he remember what happened last night? Learn what is happening in Egypt, Texas.

My name is Hazel Lamb…Lindsey, but my momma called me Fireball. I am 84 years old. I only got one year of schooling, but I am self-taught. I worked hard all my life.

A gripping testament of resilience, family, and faith, this is the incredible and true story of an American traveler who was captured and wrongfully imprisoned in Syria while on a journey to experience every country in the world. What would you do if your son suddenly disappeared in Syria...

My name is Phillipa Hilda Schultz, but everybody calls me Pippi (It’s pronounced pee-pee. Yeah, I know). I run a boarding house for people in the early winter of their lives. You know what I mean… People whose leaves are thinning, and whose lawns are slightly frosty in the early mornings.

Sometimes giving a second chance is just too painful. In the small town of Red Creek, Alabama, Lucy Robinson is back after 23 years of running away from her mistakes. She has returned broken, but with a newfound faith, hoping to prove to her husband Orville and their six children that she has changed and can be trusted again. Orville Robinson thought his love for his wayward wife had died long ago, but when Lucy returns, he can’t help but feel a spark of love reignite. He doesn’t know if he can trust her again, and his decision will decide the fate of their family.

"We’d been in the house two weeks when Tommy pulled the first bones from the garden". When Cassie Baker buys the house on Cedar Street, it’s partly because it reminds her of the house she grew up in in the ‘80s. It reminds her of happier times, when her Mom was still alive, before the cancer had taken her. It seems like the perfect place to raise her baby boy, Sam. That is, until a friend unearths the remains of a dog, buried in a shallow grave in the backyard. After the bones come the cockroaches...

Step into a world of ambition, folly, and unexpected twists in Pride, Power, and Peculiar Predicaments, a carefully curated anthology of classic American short stories. This collection brings together tales of overconfidence and consequence, where pride clashes with fate, power shifts in unforeseen ways, and characters find themselves in the grip of the strange and the ironic.

My name is Phillipa Hilda Schultz, but everybody calls me Pippi (It’s pronounced pee-pee. Yeah, I know). I run a boarding house for people in the early winter of their lives. You know what I mean… People whose leaves are thinning, and whose lawns are slightly frosty in the early mornings. I inherited the business from my grams and had no experience running a boarding house when I stepped in.

Expect great things from God as you discover what praying big looks like, and see his great plans for your life. He has so much more in store for you than you could ever think or imagine! Praise will flow from your heart as you watch the wellspring of life gush into your soul and transform you eternally.

This new ghostly tale with thriller scares takes place in a haunted North Carolina Airbnb—with paranormal ghost adventures inspired by true otherworldly experiences. The team of ghost hunters encounter the Halloween investigation of a lifetime—filled with adventure, suspense, mystery, cliffhanger chapters, and the dark horror surrounding the haunted Airbnb they’ve rented for the week on Dead Man’s Curve.

The new science of embodiment tells us that “body sense,” or interoceptive awareness, is a crucial factor for our wellbeing across the span of our lives. In this eye-opening and wide-ranging book, body image expert Dr. Susan Sands unpacks the research to make a bold call to aging women to find safe harbor from the ravages of age right where they strike the deepest—in the body.

The Chameleon, an Artificial Intelligence expert, can create a deepfake of almost anyone—living or dead. Even more frightening is the Chameleon’s ability to seek out disturbed souls and laser-focus their rage. A talent she employs to compel her subjects to commit violence on her behalf. Kylee Kane, a security consultant for Welch HOA Management, finds the Chameleon’s first victim, Andy Fyke, crumpled at the bottom of a flight of stairs. Kylee suspects the fall’s no accident and is tied to Andy’s campaign to prohibit rentals in his Hilton Head Island community.

By beginning a conversation that encourages self-examination and compassion, Combined Destinies invites listeners to look at how white Americans have been hurt by the very ideology that their ancestors created. Editors Ann Todd Jealous and Caroline T. Haskell, both experienced psychotherapists skilled at facilitating dialogue about racial issues, are cognizant of the challenges that even the thought of such conversations often presents. Their book is based on the premise that for positive and lasting change to occur, hearts as well as minds must be opened.

Ana once found peace in her late-night walks through Rivelou, a sleepy Kentucky town where on the surface, nothing much happens. But beneath the quiet streets and old Southern charm, a mystery is lurking. When Ana is attacked by a vicious beast one night, she’s saved by a mysterious stranger. But as more people fall victim to the beast, she’s torn between the two men who have entered her life—one a fierce protector, the other a dangerous enigma. Both seem to know more about the dark forces at play than they’re letting on.

The Rogers women were like the hibiscus that thrives in tropical heat and comes in vibrant shades of orange, yellow, red, and hot pink. They were sassy, strong, self-reliant, and with an extra dose of the Florida quirkiness that comes from knowing every time you take your garbage out, whether it is real or metaphorical, you just might encounter an alligator in your backyard.

Carol, the local mortician in her 40s, and her best wine-guzzling gal pal are in shock when they discover that their close friend, Drew Bartlett, is brutally murdered and found in the seaweed on Galveston Island, Texas. They think they knew him well after all the crab boils they shared, but when they host a party in his memory for their fellow condo dwellers, an uninvited guest appears who changes the two women’s lives forever. This is because the heavily pregnant and broken woman has nowhere to turn but to the judgmental Carol and open-minded Martha.

He championed shooting deer inside the HOA’s nature sanctuary. Now his corpse is posed curbside, cradling a trophy deer head. The theatrical murder panics residents, and Ted Welch asks Kylee Kane, retired Coast Guard investigator, to help his HOA management firm calm fears. Kylee agrees. Her own mother is getting death threats over her crusade to protect the deer. When a belligerent owner in another HOA is murdered, terror reigns.

Refereeing homeowner association spats over acceptable mulch color was never part of Kylee Kane’s post-Coast Guard retirement plans. The irate combatants are trying the security consultant’s patience when gunfire erupts and a SWAT team swarms in. How did they arrive before any possible report of an active shooter? Two days later, Kylee discovers a ghost boat. Not a soul onboard. Among the missing are presidents of HOAs managed by her employer. Are the incidents linked?

After a woman dies, she watches over her son as he struggles with life’s challenges. When he dies, too, he comes to her for help, but she has different plans in store for him.

I inherited the business from my grams and had no experience running a boarding house when I stepped in. There’s no question I’ve had my hands full. Fractious boarders, broken appliances, leaky roofs, and a very distracting next-door neighbor who makes my engine rev. (Oops…did I say that last thing out loud?) The best thing I can do for myself is to stay away from Jack Walters. He has a tendency to cloud my thoughts and turn me into a babbling idiot. Forget I mentioned him. I mean, the real problem is the dead body my plucky little blonde dachshund, Iris, found in the flower beds.