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A heart-wrenching standalone novel by #1 New York Times bestselling author TJ Klune, We Burned So Bright follows an elder gay couple on an end-of-the-world road-trip. "Narrator Kirt Graves strikes just the right notes in this thoughtful exploration of grief, life, and the afterlife" —Kirkus...

Auguste Patterson’s happy place on a winter holiday would involve a seat by a fire, a good book, and alcohol. Which is why he’s horrified when the headmaster at the primary school where he teaches demands he accompany a group of young students to France on a skiing trip. Gus believes snow should always be viewed from inside a warm building and never encountered while flailing on skis.

After saving her grandmother and solving the Orchard Grove case, Zoe finally settles into her apartment with her dog Max. But her peace is short-lived. Chaos invades her work life when her editor, Rick, becomes erratic, unpredictable, and begins chasing mysterious leads. Zoe finds herself longing for the rigors of D.C. and her old job at the Washington Express, until Rick suddenly vanishes. The cryptic clues connected to his disappearance lead Zoe out of Sapphire Valley and into Charleston, where she discovers a ransacked hotel room, blood on the floor, and no signs of Rick.

Perry's mother told him he'd develop the superpower of flight, like his grandfather. She even named him Peregrine, so folks would call him "The Falcon." Spoiler— they don't. Because when he did come into his power, all he got was the ability to change colors. Not even himself, like some kind of Chameleon Man, but the color of objects. He can de-pukify the shade of his bedroom curtains, turn a bully's sweatshirt pink, or even turn a red traffic light green. (Not a good idea.) He hasn't told anyone except his disappointed mom about his power. What would they call him? The Interior Decorator?

I matched with a stranger on a queer hookup app. He's bold. Filthy. Addictive in a way that makes me forget everything else. I don't know his name. He doesn't know mine. But when I'm at lunch with my girlfriend and see Micah Blackman standing there—my ex-best friend, the boy I kissed and then ruined—the game changes. Micah's back after two years of silence. He's inked, pissed off, and he's back on the team, the one I captain. Which would be fine…if I didn't still want him. If I weren't still pretending I'm straight. If the last time we played together, I hadn't ruined his life.

London, 1888. Committed to the Whitechapel Hall Reform School for “incurable delinquency” Adelaide “Dell” Morton is a precocious, defiant misfit. She’s also a voracious reader of true crime and detective fiction, including the sordid, sensationally popular Penny dreadful stories. In an unlikely stroke of luck, she’s found a kindred spirit in her poised, perfectionist roommate, Pippa. Their obsession is only further fueled by the Jack the Ripper murders blazing a trail of terror throughout London’s seediest streets . . . right outside Whitechapel Hall’s front door.

My plan is simple: keep my head down, my skates sharp, and my name on the scouts' radar. Babysitting a legacy was not part of the plan. Eli shows up to rush Kappa Omega Kappa looking like he got lost on the way to chess club. He's quiet, awkward, and clearly has no clue what he's doing in a house full of loud, alpha-type frat bros. But on day one, his quiet confidence somehow gets under my skin.

Five years ago, Levar survived a terrorist attack. The bombing left its scars, but he’s picked up his life. He loves working for the vice president - who is openly bisexual - as his press secretary. Levar can’t afford a pesky attraction that proves to be frustratingly stubborn. Worse, those highly combustible sparks are with the very last person he should be falling for: Henley Platt, a well-known reporter covering the White House.

Reed Ellis is absolutely gorgeous but a total newbie to camming, a virtual nobody in my world. I should have just deleted his message request for a steamy on-camera collaboration. Not everyone is cut out to be a camboy. But there's just something about him I couldn't resist. He's timid and inexperienced, quiet and closed off, but his fumbling first times play out scorching hot for the cameras, and our videos together are an instant success. I know I should just ride this out, sit back and watch the money roll in, and then move on.

Noémie St. Pierre has spent years chasing one dream—opening her own restaurant. Her father, Hugo St. Pierre, the powerhouse behind the successful Poutine Heaven franchise, has offered to help. But his support comes with conditions, and Noémie must fit his definition of the perfect daughter. When Noémie’s secret is exposed—that she’s been dating a woman—her father cuts her off, shattering everything she’s worked for. Lost and newly single, Noémie spirals until she finds an unexpected spark—Jordan Alexander, a hot barista she’s simmered a crush on for years.

Few people knew that Freddie Mercury kept a diary. When he died in 1991, he left behind seventeen handwritten notebooks chronicling his life and times, which he had begun to write in 1976 when Queen were at the height of their global fame. His final entry was made just weeks before his death. Only four of his nearest and dearest ever knew what became of those diaries. To one of them, Freddie secretly entrusted the collection just before he died. A mind-blowing listen, they constitute the closest thing to a Freddie Mercury autobiography that the world will ever know.

""After decades of bestsellers, Wayward Girls might be Susan Wiggs' opus. A gut-wrenching story of survival, friendship, and justice. Masterful.""--Robert Dugoni, New York Times bestselling author of The Extraordinary Life of Sam Hell ""The magnificent Susan Wiggs takes a leap into the history...

Blair ruined my life once. Now she's about to ruin me in an entirely different way. Blair Fox. The name that's been seared into my memory since the day her stick caught my knee and ended my athletic ambitions. The scar on my thigh is a permanent reminder of everything I lost, thanks to her. Now she's here. In my law firm. Looking at me like she wants to either argue with me or devour me—and I can't tell which one terrifies me more. We're enemies. Rivals. We can't be in the same room without the air crackling between us. So how the hell did we end up tangled together in a New Orleans hotel...

A forgotten witch. A dark elf prince. A bond written in the stars… and a love forbidden by the crown. Silver: I was born into destiny—the Twilight prince with white hair and violet skin, heir to a kingdom that never lets me forget who I am. At Widdershins Academy, I’ve tasted freedom: magic, sports, friendships that let me pretend I’m just another student. But as my senior year comes to an end, so does my time. The crown is waiting. So is the bride chosen for me. A woman I’ll never love. Because I don’t love women—I never have. And then Ash Vale appears. A quiet witch from a ...

With her career as a Los Angeles event planner imploding after a tabloid blowup, Morgan Ross isn't headed home for the holidays so much as in strategic retreat. Breathtaking mountain vistas, quirky townsfolk, and charming small businesses aside, her hometown on Fern Falls is built of one heartbreak on top of another. Take her one-time best friend turned crush, Rachel Reed. The memory of their perfect, doomed first kiss is still fresh. Way fresher than the freezing mud Morgan ends up sprawled in on her very first day back, only to be hauled out via Rachel's sexy new lumberjane muscles.

In a world where every detail of life - down to the width of a hat brim - is dictated by God and the all-powerful rules of the community, two men dare to imagine a different way. At 18, Isaac Byler knows little outside the strict Amish settlement of Zebulon, Minnesota, where there is no rumspringa for exploration beyond the boundaries of their insular world. Isaac knows he'll have to officially join the church and find a wife before too long, but he yearns for something else - something he can't name.

Seven years in prison. One rule to stay free. Don’t touch the boss’s son. Connor I’m thirty-five, fresh out of prison, and walking a razor’s edge. Probation is simple: Curfew. Routine inspections. No mistakes. The McGrath Ranch was supposed to be my quiet place to disappear. The owner is old-school, strict, and looking for a reason to cut me loose. Then Ryder shows up. He’s twenty-two, all sunshine grins and dangerous rebellion. He rides like he’s invincible and looks at me like he wants to be ruined. He calls me "Sir" with a smile that makes it hard to breathe. I know the risks...

Two stepbrothers. One cruel will. A year they might not survive. Jesse I left Hell Creek with a split lip and a vow: never look back. Death dragged me home. My stepfather’s will is a trap. Live on the ranch for a year, or lose it all. The catch? I have to do it with Cole. My stepbrother. The golden boy who stayed. The enemy I’ve hated since we were kids. We trade insults by day. But the nights are cold, the ranch is lonely, and the anger is starting to feel a lot like hunger. Cole I stayed. I bled for this land. I held it together with baling twine and grit. Jesse ran. Now he’s back, ...

Ari had a game plan for life: shoot people. Get money. Hang out with fellow criminal friends. He saw absolutely no reason to change that plan until one dark night in Memphis, when a little girl reached out to him with pocket change and a desperate plea for him to help her. Adopting an abused little girl off the streets was, needless to say, not part of the plan. Ari had no idea what he was doing with an eight year old. He especially didn’t know how to juggle taking contracts and raising a little girl.

In Dickensian Britain, a popular parlour game demanded that players sacrifice something of value each time they erred — no matter how small the mistake. September, 1843. Teenagers Ben and Jem, bound by desperation and circumstance, flee the oppressive confines of a London school for wayward boys. As they journey across the countryside, their bond deepens, each finding solace in the other while carefully guarding the secrets that haunt them.