New Mystery Suspense

Twelve-year-old Theodore “Teddy” Roosevelt Fitzroy believes that Henry, the hippopotamus at the brand-new FunJungle, has been murdered. The zoo’s top brass claim the hippo went belly up the natural way, but Teddy and his feisty friend Summer McCraken have other ideas. Could the culprit be FunJungle’s animal-hating head of operations? Or is it FunJungle’s owner - Summer’s dad - a man who is much more concerned about money than animal welfare? The deeper Teddy and Summer dig, the more danger they’re in - because when it comes to hippo homicide, the truth can’t be caged!

Bounty hunter Stephanie Plum is back, packing a whole lot of attitude. This time around, she's on the trail of Kenny Mancuso, a boy from the working-class burg of Trenton, New Jersey, who has just shot his best friend. Fresh out of the Army and suspiciously wealthy, Mancuso's also distantly related to Joe Morelli, a vice cop with questionable ethics, a libido in permanent overdrive, and a habit of horning in on Stephanie's investigations.

It’s December 19, 1931. Hercule Poirot and Inspector Edward Catchpool are looking forward to a much-needed, restful Christmas holiday, when they are called upon to investigate the murder of a man in a Norfolk hospital ward. Cynthia Catchpool, Edward’s mother, insists that Poirot stay with her in a crumbling mansion by the coast, so that they can all be together for the festive period while he solves the case.

Newly elected, Jack Ryan has found that being President is not easy: domestic pitfalls await him at every turn; there's a revolution in Liberia; the Asian economy is going down the tubes; and now, in Moscow, someone may have tried to assassinate the chairman of the SVR - the former KGB - with a rocket-propelled grenade. Were the potential assassins political enemies, the Russian Mafia, or disaffected former KGB? Or is something far more dangerous at work here?

Enola Holmes, the much younger sister of Sherlock, is now living independently in London and working as a scientific perditorian (a finder of persons and things). But that is not the normal lot of young women in Victorian England. They are under the near absolute control of their nearest male relative until adulthood. Such is the case of Enola's friend, Lady Cecily Alastair. Twice before Enola has rescued Lady Cecily from unpleasant designs of her caddish father, Sir Eustace Alastair, Baronet.

Grace had never been more terrified...the pain was relentless. Nothing in her life prepared her for this. She desperately needed somewhere safe...someplace she could hide. Someone she could trust with her life. It was dark...and getting darker. Ronan Hendricks didn’t recognize her voice. Not family...not friends. Probably not an enemy. But he didn’t need the years he’d spent as a detective to recognize what he did hear... Fear. In a desperate moment of hope, a single number saved her life. Then a complete stranger opened his home offering safety yet Grace knew danger surrounded them.....

Ellie Hutchinson is desperate to escape her ex, Randall, whose obsessive control has turned dangerous. Seeking protection, she moves to Georgia with the help of her brother and his military friends, now running a private security business. As Ellie begins to rebuild her life, she finds unexpected safety—and love—in Wade Watson, a battle-hardened veteran with his own scars from the past. But just as Ellie starts to feel secure, her past catches up with her. Randall refuses to let go and grows increasingly unhinged, turning his pursuit into a deadly game.

The death curse has fallen. The demons and angels have invaded the Earth. They plan to rule over humanity, but which side will win and can the people of Earth do anything to stop them? Beelzebub and the demons are too powerful to be stopped. Godfrey and the angels have an ancient weapon that can kill with a thought. The humans have pluck. Um, that might not get it done. In a magical war, conventional weapons are all but pointless, so all that stands between humanity and total annihilation is a handful of people with supernatural abilities - shifters and wizards, plus Anastasia Aaronson who ...

There's nothing like a good deli, and the Red River Deli in Trenton is one of the best. World-famous for its pastrami, cole slaw, and for its disappearing managers. Over the last month, three have vanished from the face of the earth, and the only clue in each case is one shoe that's been left behind. The police are baffled. Lula is convinced that it's a case of alien abduction. Whatever it is, they'd better figure out what's going on before they lose their new manager, Ms. Stephanie Plum.

MORE INSTA-LOVE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN . . . FOR THE HOLIDAYS ’Twas the night before New Year’s . . . . . . and the witty poem ends there. Coz I got shafted with the nightshift on NYE. And ER nurses don’t get to call in sick. But when I see the way that dark, mysterious new doctor is looking at me like he wants more than just my help . . . . . . I wonder if it’s gonna be a Happy New Year after all . . . Holiday Instalove that's popping with drama and madness. Sweetness and darkness like always. No cheating. No cliffhangers. Guaranteed HEA. This is insta-love, Annabelle Winters style.

Stephanie Plum once again takes to the mean streets of Trenton, NJ, armed with attitude (not to mention stun guns, defense sprays, killer flashlights, and her untrustworthy .38) to find Kenny Mancuso, who recently left the army, inadvertently shot his best friend, and is on the run in violation of a bond.

Martha and Becky Blackwater are more than sisters - they're each other's lifelines. When Martha finds herself struggling to balance early motherhood and her growing business, Becky steps in to babysit her niece, Layla, without a second thought, bringing the two women closer than ever. But then the unthinkable happens, and Becky is charged with murder. Nine months later, Becky is on trial and maintains her innocence - and so does Martha. Martha sets out to uncover exactly what happened that night and how things could have gone so wrong.

It’s hurricane season in New Orleans and vintage cookbook fan Ricki James-Diaz is trying to shelve her weather-related fears and focus on her business, Miss Vee’s Vintage Cookbook and Kitchenware Shop, housed in the magnificent Bon Vee Culinary House Museum.

Iris Buckley is hoping for a bit of rest and relaxation now that the summertime rush is winding down in Blueberry Cove, Maine. Her apron shop Ruffles & Bows has been a huge success, her friendships are stronger than ever, and now she's ready for all of the end of summer cookouts on the beach that she can handle. But before Iris can even turn on the grill, Bella's latest fling, former Olympian sailor and gorgeous bad boy Lance Pederson, is killed in a hit-and-run while jogging at dawn - and all the evidence points to Bella herself.

During five sultry days, the lives of the guests, the management, and the workers at New Orleans's largest and most elite hotel converge. The owner has four days to raise the money to save his financially ailing property. The general manager, once blacklisted from the hospitality business, struggles with one crisis after another. A rebellious heiress will do anything to attain her secret desires. The duke and the duchess in the lavish presidential suite are covering up a crime. And within one of the many guest rooms hides a professional thief.

Enola Holmes is the much younger sister of her more famous brothers, Sherlock and Mycroft. But she has all the wits, skills, and sleuthing inclinations of them both. When a young professional woman, Miss Letitia Glover, shows up on Sherlock's doorstep, desperate to learn more about the fate of her twin sister, it is Enola who steps up. It seems her sister, the former Felicity Glover, married the earl of Dunhench and, per a curt note from the earl, has died. But Letitia Glover is convinced this isn't the truth, that she'd know - she'd feel - if her twin had died.

COLLEGE INSTALOVE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER SEEN . . . They say the muses sometimes take human form. I never believed in those fairy-tales , , , But then I see Milly in my audience . . . And as I strum my guitar a new song comes to me on the breeze. It's her song. Milly's Song. She's my muse . . . And I'm gonna make sure she stays mine. Mine forever. Drama and madness with a touch of angst. Sweetness and a hint of darkness. No cheating. No cliffhangers. And a guaranteed happy ending. This is campus-love, Annabelle Winters style. HERE'S WHAT READERS ARE SAYING ABOUT THE CURVY IN COLLEGE SERIES: ...

“Under every guilty secret there is hidden a brood of guilty wishes, whose unwholesome infecting life is cherished by the darkness.” George Eliot Jace We promised each other, “no secrets, no lies.” But Greer kept something from me—something big. I drove a wedge between us, even though I already knew I couldn’t live without her. Now I’m on a mission to acquire the one thing she wants most of all—before it’s too late—in hopes it brings her the peace she deserves. Greer Narrowly escaping death, I woke up in my bedroom at Richmond House to discover I was once again the ...

Science fiction adventure and space opera at its best. An addictive, fast-action, edge-of-your-seat journey. . . the Empire wants them dead and doesn't care about collateral damage. “Greetings. I’m former Sergeant Hutheen Bozon. You may have read about our exploits. I’m a female, feline Hoganthan warrior. I’m an elite sniper and the weapons officer on our warship corvette, HSS Valkyrie. The Empire has made a huge mistake - they’ve ruled we are to be executed on-sight. If they really want to try that, they need to send more of their pretty ships for us to carve up and destroy. We ...

Emery I’ve been his emotional punching bag for years. Humiliating me in front of our peers was his sport and knowing he owned every part of me even if I wouldn’t admit it… well, owning me was his obsession. But that was before. Before I witnessed just how twisted his family really was. Before I went to the cops and turned on one of the most powerful names in the country. Before I ran away from the darkness and tried to find the light without him. A light that never came. Because as twisted as it was; Jackson was my light. Even if I was his darkness. Two years of absence and his grasp ...