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Just like all little girls, I hoped I was special and that one day my powers would be revealed. My parents would be bewildered, my friends would equally worship and envy me, and my bullies would run away in terror! Nothing happened when I turned 10. I didn't grow wings at 12, still wasn't able to make things move with my mind at 14, and at 16, I was already too old to believe in such nonsense. Well, what do you think happened the day I turned 18? I got the confirmation that I was only human. In the mail! Oh, and also an invitation to apply to the Grim Reaper Academy.

It’s 1932: Scottish adventuress and plant-hunter (and surviving twin) Emily Blackwood, now living in Australia, accepts a commission from Heinrich Vogel, a former dealer of exotic animals in Manhattan. Vogel now lives with his macabre collection of taxidermy in a remote Scottish castle. Emily is tasked with finding a long-lost treasure that Heinrich believes has been hidden within the castle walls. But instead, she discovers the pages of a diary written by Hester Vogel, who died after falling from the Brooklyn Bridge on the eve of its opening in 1883.

Missouri, 1955. Loretta Davenport has led an isolated life as a young mother and a wife to Pete, an ambitious assistant professor at a Bible college. They’re the picture of domestic tranquility—until a local girl is murdered and Loretta begins receiving messages from beyond. Pete dismisses them as delusions of a fevered female imagination. Loretta knows they’re real—and frightening.

Five friends arrive back in Eternal Springs, the small town they all fled after high-school graduation. Each of them is drawn home by a cryptic, scrawled two-word letter: You promised. It has been fifteen years since that life-changing summer, and they're anxious to find out why Brandi called them back, especially when they vowed never to return. But Brandi is missing. She'd been acting erratically for months, in and out of rehab, railing at whoever might listen about magic all around them. About a power they can't see. And strange houses that appear only when you need them . . .

My name is Ace Bissett, and I’m a paranormal detective who doesn’t believe in magic. Or at least, I didn’t before I met them. The day I inherited my aunt’s old house, everything changed. One moment, I was convinced that magic was a hoax. The next, I’m surrounded by four winged, fanged, ridiculously hot guys who are definitely not human, and who insist that I'm the only one who can break the curse that binds them to the night.

En el París del siglo XV, con sus sombrías callejuelas pobladas por desheredados de la fortuna y espíritus atormentados, la gitana Esmeralda, que predice el porvenir y atrae fatalmente a los hombres, es acusada injustamente de la muerte de su amado y condenada al patíbulo. Agradecido por el apoyo que en otro tiempo recibió de ella, Quasimodo, campanero de Nuestra Señora, de fuerza hercúlea y cuya horrible fealdad esconde un corazón sensible, la salva y le da asilo en la catedral." Nuestra Señora de París" ha dado lugar a numerosos libretos de ópera y a varias versiones cinematográficas.

Since time immemorial, the Haddesley family has tended the cranberry bog. In exchange, the bog sustains them. The staunch seasons of their lives are governed by a strict covenant that is renewed each generation with the ritual sacrifice of their patriarch, and in return, the bog produces a “bog-wife.” Brought to life from vegetation, this woman is meant to carry on the family line. But when the bog fails—or refuses—to honor the bargain, the Haddesleys, a group of discordant siblings still grieving the mother who mysteriously disappeared years earlier, face an unknown future.

I came back to Forsyth and agreed to be their Lady for two reasons: protection and revenge. They wanted to break me, but instead, they molded me into their perfect weakness. I was put through the gauntlet and came out stronger. I earned the title of Lady. Then they became my weakness. I agreed to sleep under their roof, but on my terms. Building trust takes time, but with all the threats nipping at our heels, that’s a luxury we don't have. We have to rely on one another despite our complicated pasts - to find a murderer, a stalker, and a traitor.

Dracula. A name of horror, depravity and the darkest sensuality. Yet the real Dracula was just as alluring, just as terrifying, his story not of a monster but of a man - and a contradiction. For the one they called 'The Devil's Son' was both tyrant and lawgiver, crusader and mass slaughterer, torturer and hero, lover and murderer. His tale is told by those who knew him best. The only woman he ever loved, who he must sacrifice. His closest comrade and traitor.

Magic is seeping out of the world, leaving the witches who've relied on it for countless centuries increasingly hopeless. While some see an inevitable end of their era, others are courting madness - willing to sacrifice former allies, friends, and family to retain the power they covet. While the other witches watch their reality unravel, young Alice Marin is using magic's waning days to delve into the mystery of numerous disappearances in the occult circles of New Orleans.

I’m being sold off to the Bratva as part of a business deal… I’m a regular American girl, an artist trying to make a name for herself. But then Daddy tells me I’m a part of his business arrangement… I have to marry a cold, intense Bratva guy twice my age, whether I want to or not. Our marriage binds our families, giving both parties skin in the game. Nobody cares that my skin doesn’t want to be sold off to him. He says my innocence sparks an obsessive need in him. He wants me purely for himself, like an object he possesses. They say that time heals all wounds, even the most ...

Six years ago, my life was shattered to pieces. Now, it's happening all over again. I thought that information was true power. But as awful secrets come to light, it's clear it's also pain. He's pulled me back in. He's started something that can't be undone. Now, they're coming for us. History is repeating. They want us to crawl. But we're different now. This time, monsters will weep, and false kings will fall.

Viola, a child sold to pay her father's debts, has lost everything: her mother, her home, and her identity. Thrown into a life among criminals, she has no time for grief as she endures the brutal training of an apprentice thief. The Night Guild molds an innocent waif into a cunning, agile outlaw skilled in the thieves' trade. She has only one choice: steal enough to pay her debts.

Destiny says Tatianna and Luke belong together, and it was made known by way of a prophecy the Sybil gave rise to centuries before Luke was born. And since then, Tatianna has been waiting with bated breath for him. Now he's here, but he doesn't believe in her existence. Why would he, though? When, as far as he's concerned, vampires were not real. And with him being the leader of the infamous and deadly 'Ace of Spades' mafia, he did not have time to be chasing non-existent beings. To him, she was just a myth, a production of someone's overactive imagination. There was no way in hell that he ...

She was my salvation—until she became my destruction. Once, I would have bled for her. Now, I burn for revenge. She and her father didn’t just betray me. They destroyed me. Left me broken, bleeding, crawling my way out of hell. And now, years later, she’s back—wrapped up in a satin bow with a convenient case of amnesia? Nice try, princess. But I don’t believe in fairy tales. I bought her at an auction. Now I own her for a week. Seven days to make her remember exactly who she was to me. Seven nights to make her pay for every lie.

Arthur Conan Doyle was the greatest genre writer Britain has ever produced. Throughout a long writing career, he drew on his own medical background, his travels, and his increasing interest in spiritualism and the occult to produce a spectacular array of Gothic tales. Many of Doyle's writings are recognized as the very greatest tales of terror. They range from hauntings in the polar wasteland to evil surgeons and malevolent jungle landscapes. This collection brings together over 30 of Conan Doyle's best Gothic tales

In the Shadow of the Moon: When Laura Truitt first sees the dilapidated plantation house, she's overcome by a sense of familiarity. Inside, the owner claims to have been waiting for years and offers an old photograph of a woman with Laura's face. Soon afterward, when a lunar eclipse inexplicably thrusts Laura back in time to Civil War Georgia, she finds herself fighting not just for her heart but for her very survival.

In the summer of 1925, the winds of change are particularly chilling for a young woman whose life has suddenly become unbalanced. Devastated by her mother’s death and a cruel, broken engagement, Sadie Halloran learns that her great-aunt Marguerite, a renowned artist now in the throes of dementia, needs a live-in companion. Grasping at newfound purpose, Sadie leaves her desolate Kansas City boardinghouse for Blackberry Grange, Marguerite’s once-grand mansion sitting precariously atop an Arkansas bluff.

Nine-year-old Olivia Friel is delighted to be spending the summer at Greyfriars House, a place where her parents, their family and friends are always happy. But this year there's an underlying tension that Olivia doesn't understand. Then one night she sees something she's not meant to, and accidentally lets slip a devastating betrayal. Charlotte Friel gets a call from her ailing mother, asking something she's never asked before: for Charlotte to come home. There are things Olivia needs to tell her daughter before it's too late, secrets to be shared about forgotten relatives and a mysterious house.

Fiery blue eyes. Hungry red lips. Tattoo-covered hands… hands that never let go… Mikhail Zhirkov is the perfect villain. Ruthless. Powerful. Hot as hell. So, when I'm blackmailed into delivering a mysterious package to the former Bratva boss, I know I'm in deep trouble. But it's not just fear I feel. It's hate, too. He killed my father. Stole his crown. Cast my family aside. Now I'm walking up to his doorstep, secret envelope in hand, no idea what's inside… until the devil's sinful smile reveals all.