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Ashleigh Carmichael has it all: money, fame, expensive cars, a multi-million-pound London house and the adoration of millions of social media followers. Curtis Redding does not have it all: homeless, penniless, down on his luck and he doesn’t even own a phone. Plus, he’s wanted to kill Bryan Matthews since he was a child. Ashleigh (through no fault of her own) winds up getting dragged into the power-play between Curtis and Bryan, who clearly have ongoing issues with each other.

Vile Soreinbut survived Mudbath Community War College’s flaming death gauntlets, vicious rivalries, and a painfully attractive brooder with the emotional depth of a wet sponge. Now she’s back—and so is the chaos. The wards protecting Boudoir are failing, the ancient enemy known only as “The Varmint” is tunneling into reality with its six nipples of doom, and Xadence Marriott has developed… feelings. Gross.

Heaven's Queens is a satirical fantasy, derived from the Bible, archaeological findings from the Ancient Near East, Roman Catholic doctrine, and American Evangelical Protestant Christian teaching. In antiquity, the Israelites worshiped Asherah, as the Queen of Heaven and YHWH’s wife, together with YHWH. Judah’s King Josiah put a violent end to the worship of Asherah, and to the worship of (and belief in) any divinity besides YHWH. This caused YHWH to experience considerable loneliness. One day, following Satan’s advice, YHWH decided to find a virgin with whom to copulate.

In the genteel depths of Southern society—where gossip is currency, calamity wears lace gloves, and bourbon flows before brunch—Colonel Cedric Beauregard Fitzhugh the Third stumbles through a trilogy of misadventures. From scandalous garden brunches and matchmaking misfires to a murder-mystery club’s deadly encounter (and one goat with political aspirations), chaos simmers beneath the genteel surface. Standing as the last bastion of order is Arora Palindrome, his razor-sharp majordomo armed with cold ceviche, a clipboard, and a plan for every catastrophe. With biting wit, bourbon-...

In The Marching Morons, C. M. Kornbluth delivers a biting science fiction satire set in a future where intelligence has all but vanished. With society ruled by mediocrity and the average IQ plummeting, one cunning man from the past awakens to seize control. A darkly humorous, prophetic tale about ignorance, manipulation, and the cost of cultural decay.

Problem. I didn’t recognize my ex-girlfriend when she died in my arms. Now I have to explain to the police (and my girlfriend) why I didn’t recognize my ex. Funny how ex-boyfriends make great suspects. It’s been years since I’ve seen my ex. Still, you’d think I’d recognize her. I can’t even have a long weekend in a Washington vineyard without trouble. Even worse, my sister invited my new girlfriend’s family to tag along. If I solve the murder, will this whole mess go away? There’s a reason why I like to stay in Seattle. Holt Jacobs isn’t for everyone. He’s a sarcastic ...

First, no coffee. Then a dead guy. This is one killer vacation. I thought being forced into a Mother’s Day trip with my entire family on the Oregon Coast was bad. Then came the dead bodies. Turns out Mom’s cozy vacation spot kept its high murder count a secret. So I’m stuck in a death trap. Either I can play detective for a few days or follow Mom’s perfect schedule. Detective it is. But is my vacation long enough to solve a couple years’ worth of crimes? Five days. Six murders. No pressure. Holt Jacobs isn’t for everyone. He’s a sarcastic introvert who can never get quite ...

The delightfully irreverent eldest daughter of the not-so-ill-fated Romeo and Juliet returns to sleuth another day in fair Verona, in this hugely entertaining historical mystery series with a refreshingly bold premise.

What’s scarier? An ax murderer or a family Christmas? Mom wants to make the most of Christmas in Montana. I want to catch a killer. Surprisingly, my girlfriend meeting my family isn’t the worst thing to happen. Turns out killers don’t take off the holidays. If I can solve this murder quickly, I can guarantee all the killer gets for Christmas is a pair of handcuffs and a jail cell. Is that too big of a Christmas miracle? Holt Jacobs isn’t for everyone. He’s a sarcastic introvert who can never get quite enough coffee. Becoming a sarcastic sleuth was unexpected, but as an engineer, ...

If there’s one thing more dangerous than fireworks, it’s dating. Note to self: Lying facedown on the floor while my vacation home gets ransacked isn’t romantic. That break-in wrecked our simple lunch. Definitely not the date I had in mind. My only reason for spending the Fourth of July in Idaho was to try dating Brittany Asato. And now I can’t relax while expecting trouble behind every tree. I have to know who did this. But how do you juggle dating with crime-solving? There’s a reason I’ve stayed single. Holt Jacobs isn’t for everyone. He’s a sarcastic introvert who can ...

Vivienne and Patrick Fisher have done an excellent job raising their three daughters, Alex, Nancy, and Eva. They’re well-adjusted women with impressive careers, caring partners, exciting hobbies, and sweet children. So it’s with great anticipation that three generations of Fishers gather at a beautiful glass house in the English countryside for a weeklong celebration of Vivienne’s seventieth birthday. But when Patrick’s reaction to a freak accident on the first day of the trip inadvertently reveals that he has a favorite daughter, no one is prepared for the shockwaves it sends.

When a cast member goes missing from the hit reality show Sex Island, producers hire detective Luella van Horn to go undercover as a contestant and solve the case. What the producers don’t know is that the enigmatic Luella van Horn is actually a woman named Marie Jones, a divorced ex-social worker from Staten Island attempting to lead a double life as a private eye. The local press couldn’t get enough of Luella . . . until she horribly bungled her last case and a murderer went free.

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Minxie - This isn’t just a literary novel; it’s a literary event. Minxie is a literary Molotov cocktail—crude, bold, emotional, mystic, satirical. Minxie is one of the boldest and most fearless feminist literary works. Araathu has dared to ask: “Who decides where a girl’s story begins?” He has answered: “She decides. Not tradition, not trauma. Not even narrative.” Brace for Minxie—a novel that detonates like a truth bomb, shredding the lies of love, power, and society with a fierceness that will leave you speechless. Across 54 electrifying chapters, Minxie delivers a ...

Rich Cat and Poor Cat This is the story of two cats: one rich and one poor. The rich cat lives in a mansion with his owner, who spoils him with gourmet food, expensive toys and a cozy bed. The poor cat lives on the streets, scavenging for scraps, dodging cars and sleeping in a cardboard box. One day, their lives are turned upside down when they switch places by accident. What will they learn from each other? How will they cope with their new situations? And will they ever find their way back home? Find out in this hilarious and heartwarming book: Rich Cat and Poor Cat!

Otto Steven was an idiot who held a doctoral degree in agricultural economics. Otto performed sophisticated-looking analyses of data from surveys of livestock producers for the United States Department of Agriculture (USDA), and got papers published in peer-reviewed journals. Otto’s work was pure garbage, but was exactly what the scientific journals wanted. Patsy Nowak was a bright young university student who had a part-time internship, thanks to a special USDA program for individuals with disabilities. Otto was her supervisor.

Barry’s got issues. Anger issues. Drinking issues. Authority issues. Oh—and his stinger has a name. It's Carl. And Carl wants blood. After being kicked out of Bee Therapy (again), Barry finds himself slapped with Hive Probation, forced to work with a butterfly “Calmness Coach” named Clover, and hunted by riot-gear-wearing Peace-Beetles. His crime? Buzzing too hard and giving zero pollen about authority.

A short story about a prisoner in a pool of darkness that's his mind. Alongside many of his theories and side views of life.

The Russian humor of the 21st century is quite different from the middle of the 20th. Gone are the bread lines, the Communist party, and one-room dwellings in a communal house. No one is sent to the Gulag for making a joke. Even for jokes about Putin, even when they compare him to a Czar. So the Russian people’s humor adapts. It has become more philosophical on the one hand or moved into the family and business arenas on the other. The jokers can be rich but are mostly poor. They can be of average intelligence but are mostly wise. They may have enemies but rise above the hatred. They are ...

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