Novedades

Anissa Laurent is a ghost—a master of deception, a woman who has slipped through the cracks of the underworld. Untraceable. Untouchable. Unclaimed. Until me. I made it my life’s mission to find her, drag her back where she belongs, and punish her for her betrayal. I traced every false identity until I found her, but I took my time. I studied the way she breathes, the way she moves, what she loves, and what she hates. She thought she could run. She thought she could hide. She thought she could get away with betraying my family. But I’m not a man who lets go of what’s mine.

We might not be doomed to repeat the past. But it’s pretty likely. When Dashiell Dawson Dane receives a phone call from his nemesis Vivienne Carver (okay, one of his nemeses), he’s caught off guard—to say the least—by her request: help solve the murder of her brother, who disappeared almost thirty years ago. His gut tells him to say no. But with Bobby preparing to move out of Hemlock House, Dash sees the perfect opportunity for them to spend more time together, whether Bobby likes it or not.

In the latest USA Today bestselling, Victorian Era-set Countess of Harleigh Mystery from multi-award winning author Dianne Freeman, Frances Hazelton and her husband, George, uncover the secrets of backstage Paris to find out who’s acting the role of a killer to chilling perfection....

Meg Gates could use a guidebook for life. Indeed, she's faced some challenges. She dropped out of college to work for a tech startup that failed—and her fiancé just took her bridesmaid to Italy on what was supposed to be Meg's honeymoon. Now, at twenty-six, Meg has taken the ferry ride of shame from Seattle back to Bainbridge Island to live with her family. At least she has her rescue cocker spaniel, Watson, by her side. But it's Meg who could use a rescue—and she's hoping it will come in the form of a part-time gig doing research for a bestselling mystery writer.

The body in the closet was going to be a problem. Kathryn Hu knew it. Yes, Tucker Jones was a cheating scumbag, and yes, she’d agreed to meet Olivia and Elle—Tucker’s other girlfriends—to exact revenge for all he’d put them through… But then they found him. Dead. Do they look guilty? Yes. Do they feel guilty for having wished him dead just hours before? Maybe a little. But—solid motive and a crime scene covered in their DNA aside—they’re innocent. They swear. To clear their names, Kat, Olivia and Elle team up to find the real killer.

A dead judge. A café full of curious cats. And me, Emma Carter—the prime suspect. When a well-known Judge Harrington is found dead in my cozy cat café, I’m as shocked as anyone. I never thought my café, Purrs & Puzzles, would turn into the scene of a murder investigation. But when my rescue cats start bringing me clues—odd little “gifts” from the crime scene—I realize I’ve got a puzzle to solve. With the help of my nosy friend Lizzie, Detective Jake Malone who’s allergic to cats, and a bunch of quirky regulars who know more than they’re saying, I’m diving headfirst ...

After all these years, Maya and Sandra have mixed feelings about seeing their high school classmates, but in one sense the evening promises to be something of a red carpet event. A shy wallflower in school, Alyssa Turner has blossomed into an Oscar-nominated actress—and she's coming to the reunion. To their surprise, before the event, Alyssa contacts Maya and Sandra. She's going to be playing a private eye and would like to hear about their experiences. When they meet, she confides she was bullied in school by cheerleader Tawny Bryce and her mean girls clique.

New year, same old problems. It's a brand-new year, but the ghosts of Everly Dupree’s past continue to rear their ugly heads. When her ex-husband goes missing, his new girlfriend comes knocking on Everly’s door, and when his attorney turns up dead, she has to decide whether any of them deserve her help. They don’t, but with the FBI still looking in her direction, Everly decides she doesn't have a choice. The deeper she gets into this latest ghostly mystery, the more Everly realizes none of the people in her former life were what they seemed. Worse, one of them wants her dead.

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.

After being fired from the library, 68-year-old Jim Butterfield decides to retire and move to Oceanview Cove to fulfill his late wife's dream of living near the ocean. But Jim never expects that he will end up in the center of a murder mystery instead of reading about one. On the second day after coming to the town, his neighbor is found dead, and Jim becomes the prime suspect. Together with Ginger, a cat with extraordinary sarcastic abilities, Jim must untangle a web of secrets and lies hidden behind Oceanview Cove's colorful facade to clear his name.

Maureen is still getting used to life on Ocracoke Island, learning how to play the "shell game" of her business—and ghost whispering with the spirit of Emrys Lloyd, the eighteenth-century Welsh pirate who haunts her shop, The Moon Shell. The spectral buccaneer has unburied a treasure hidden in the shop's attic that turns out to be antique shell art stolen from Maureen's late husband's family years ago.

Someone wants me dead. It’s a little rude. Mandatory work trips are bad enough. Someone trying to kill me is even worse. Good news, an ancient stage light didn’t crash on top of me. Bad news, someone else died. If flying into Phoenix wasn’t bad enough, now I’m stuck in a hotel with my co-workers, and one of them wants me dead. This should be an easy case to solve. How many people could hate me? 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, Holt is used to solving ...

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 ...

Folklory sighed, leaned back. They’d figured out how to read minds, to watch the brain conduct its private operations in micronic (space and time) intervals, to fix a raft of the most insidious problems, but they still couldn’t defeat basic human nature, which gravitated toward self-abuse far more than anyone would have anticipated before UMAA. Folklory peered at the screen, where the signature was scrolling now: Kilroy s here Kilroy was here Kilroy was here Folklory leaned forward, peering at the feed from the glowing Cube. Kilroy was here ly wa re Kilroy was here Kilroy was here ...

Avery Baldwin is taking a minute to catch her breath. Now that the summer’s over and things have gone back to normal in the little town of Buenaventura Beach, she’s looking forward to spending her days teaching students how to create works of art and her nights cuddling with Chance and his son, Cubby. But on Halloween, when Avery, Chance, and Cubby go visit the coffee shop, The Witch’s Brew, they find trouble waiting for them.

Winter Snow has had it! With her business in a death drought, her best friend Scoop implicated in a string of arsons, and an obituary listing Winter herself as deceased, her life is heating up. But just as she’s trying to cool things down, she receives her newest assignment: an obituary for Chester, a homeless man found in a burning building. Promising the local funeral home manager that she will have the obituary by the deadline, Winter is stonewalled at every turn, failing to discover Chester’s last name, or where he came from.

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 ...

In the postcard Connecticut town of Cannondale, attending yoga classes taught by the sexy and mysterious Yogi Jack is part of every elite woman's routine. It allows them a daily escape from the madness of their over-scheduled lives. But the inner peace that yoga brings is only part of the appeal: many of the women come for Yogi Jack, the studio's sexual energy, and the seductive in-class adjustments. And in his private sessions, Yogi Jack provides services above and beyond the usual realm of warrior pose and shavasana. As high-profile magazine editor Elizabeth Kelly and her realtor sister ...

Una fugitiva. Un cadáver. Y un cóctel que no lleva aceituna… sino venganza. Hanna Moody lo tenía todo: dinero, inteligencia, estilo… y un cadáver en el currículum. Después de envenenar (accidentalmente, según su gato) a un excompañero de oficina bastante imbécil, huye a Naples, Florida, bajo una identidad falsa. Allí planea empezar de cero: tumbona, cóctel en mano, y su primera novela entre ceja y ceja. Pero cuando uno de los huéspedes del hotel aparece muerto en pleno desayuno bufé, todo se complica. ¿La buena noticia? Hanna sabe encubrir un crimen. ¿La mala? También ...

Meet Riel Brava. Attractive. Razor-sharp. Ambitious. And something much more. Riel, raised in Santa Barbara, California, has been transplanted to Nova Scotia where he is CEO of the Canadian Cannabis Corporation. It’s business as usual until Riel finds his world hanging by a thread. Actually, several threads. It doesn’t take the police long to determine all is not as it appears—and that includes Riel himself. Pulled into a world not of his making, Riel resists the hunt to catch a killer. Resistance is futile.