Eine ferne Zukunft auf einem fernen, scheinbar paradiesischen Planeten - doch der Schein trügt. Etwas Mörderisches lauert unter der Erde. Daher haben die Siedler ihre Kinder gentechnisch aufgerüstet, sodass sie fliegen können. Es gibt jedoch weitere Rätsel: Noch nie haben die Menschen die Sterne gesehen. Der Himmel ist immer bedeckt, als würde sich dahinter etwas verbergen. Den Himmel, so heißt es, kann man nicht erreichen. Oder doch? Owen, einem Außenseiter, gelingt es - mit tödlichen Folgen.

Jens Leunich besitzt nur so viel, wie in zwei Koffer passt - und außerdem genug Millionen auf dem Konto, um sein ganzes Leben in den Luxushotels der Welt zu verbringen. Abgesehen davon tut er - nichts. Gar nichts. Denn nichts zu tun, hat er erkannt, ist der beste Weg, die Welt zu retten. Bloß ist nichts zu tun nicht so einfach, wie die meisten denken. Diese und andere schlaue Einsichten will er nun niederschreiben - doch ganz gegen seine Gewohnheiten muss er sich damit beeilen, denn er hat nur noch zehn Tage zu leben.

Wenn Zivilcourage zu Selbstjustiz wird - Andreas Eschbach: Todesengel: Erich Sassbeck wird an einem Bahnhof von Jugendlichen fast zu Tode geprügelt. Ein Unbekannter erschießt die Täter, und der ehemalige DDR-Grenzsoldat Sassbeck gerät unter Verdacht, in Selbstjustiz gehandelt zu haben. Der Journalist Ingo Praise erhebt den unbekannten Racheengel in einem Artikel zum Star - und löst damit eine Katastrophe aus, die es in sich hat.

John Salvatore Fontanelli ist ein armer Schlucker, bis er eine unglaubliche Erbschaft macht: ein Vermögen, das ein entfernter Vorfahr im 16. Jahrhundert hinterlassen hat und das durch Zins und Zinseszins in fast 500 Jahren auf über eine Billion Dollar angewachsen ist. Der Erbe dieses Vermögens, so heißt es im Testament, werde einst der Menschheit die verlorene Zukunft wiedergeben. John tritt das Erbe an. Er legt sich Leibwächter zu, verhandelt mit Ministern und Kardinälen.

Bei Ausgrabungen in Israel findet der Archäologe Stephen Foxx in einem 2000 Jahre alten Grab die Bedienungsanleitung einer Videokamera, die erst in einigen Jahren auf den Markt kommen soll. Es gibt nur eine Erklärung: Jemand muss versucht haben, Aufnahmen von Jesus Christus zu machen! Der Tote im Grab wäre demnach ein Mann aus der Zukunft, der in die Vergangenheit reiste. Und irgendwo in Israel wartet das Jesus-Video darauf, gefunden zu werden. Oder ist alles nur ein großangelegter Schwindel? Eine turbulente Jagd beginnt.

When Sasha receives a call from her old university friend Gabby inviting her to spend Christmas at Gabby’s remote Scottish lake house, Sasha knows she shouldn’t go. Twelve years ago, on Christmas Eve, when Sasha and her five closest friends were celebrating the festive season, something truly horrific happened that would change the course of their friendship forever. Something that meant Sasha hasn’t spoken to any of them since that night.

Two little girls stand with their heads bowed in my living room. I’m told they’re my granddaughters. Daisy is nine, and Alice seven. Daisy is the spitting image of her mother. This is the first time I’ve met them since my daughter and I fell out after she married that waste of space, Vince. They’ve come to live with me because their mother — my daughter — was murdered. In her own home while they slept close by. I think Vince killed her. But the police can’t prove it. I’ve always known he was no good. He treated my daughter like dirt. I said he’d cheat on her — but she wouldn’t listen.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

After the killing of a prominent mob lawyer, NYPD homicide detectives Jacob Jackson and Caitlin Grimes start receive chilling, written “rules” for how to commit the perfect murder. "Rule number one for the perfect murder: Evidence is your enemy. Leave none behind." Jackson (Reid Scott) and Grimes (Cobie Smulders) race to find the killer, setting them on a collision course with the city’s crime underbelly, and a perpetrator who seems happy to toy with them. “Rule number two. No crimes of passion. The perfect murder is always business, never pleasure.”

It’s 1984, and life has changed beyond recognition. Airstrip One, formerly known as Great Britain, is a place where Big Brother is always watching, and nobody can hide. Except, perhaps, for Winston Smith. Whilst working at the Ministry of Truth, rewriting history, he secretly dreams of freedom. And in a world where love and sex are forbidden, where it’s hard to distinguish between friend and foe, he meets Julia and O’Brien and vows to rebel.

It’s been two years since Anna Cartwright’s life fell apart. During her first school trip as a young teacher, a student went missing and was never found. Not only was her career ruined, she was also accused of having an affair with fellow teacher and prime suspect Graham. Facing questions from journalists, police and family, Anna said she didn’t know what happened. She was lying. Now, Anna has returned to Australia. Her only hope is Land’s End Area School, an isolated concrete wasteland perched on the cliffs.

Kidnappers grabbed Jenna in broad daylight, right in front of her children and their horrified classmates. Her family was issued an insane ransom demand: $25 million in cash and jewels, payable by the end of the school day, otherwise they’ll never see her again. As Jenna’s mother scrambles to gather the money, detectives Mo Butler and George Ortega follow the trail of the kidnappers, which will lead them through a sordid landscape of jealous lovers, broken dreamers, and twisted schemers. But every second counts, and there’s one thing Jenna Wade doesn’t have: very much time.

My fiancé brought me tea and scrambled eggs in bed that morning, and we snuggled together, talking about buying our rings, and about our perfect wedding next year. Then we headed into town. He held my hand and gazed at the ring I liked best, a smile spreading slowly over his face. Then a glass of bubbly to celebrate. I felt flushed, excited and ready for the rest of my life with the man I loved. We race to get on the train home. It screams to a halt and I run towards its open doors. Made it. I think he’s right behind me — but when I turn around, he’s gone.

England, 1914. The world is at war. Captain Hastings, injured and shaken, is invited to Styles Court to recover. It’s a grand old country house - the family home of his old friend - and a perfect haven. Or so it seems. But in the blistering summer heat, trouble is afoot. Simmering tensions are tearing the family apart, and it all comes to a head in the most horrifying way.

Jazz Bashara is a criminal. Well, sort of. Life on Artemis, the first and only city on the moon, is tough if you're not a rich tourist or an eccentric billionaire. So smuggling in the occasional harmless bit of contraband barely counts, right? Not when you've got debts to pay and your job as a porter barely covers the rent. Everything changes when Jazz sees the chance to commit the perfect crime, with a reward too lucrative to turn down.