When River McAllister escaped from Shallow Hill, she left her innocence behind鈥攁nd some of her sanity. Now, she's rebuilding her life with her dream man, and life couldn't be better.

Who am I? I've forgotten the answer to that question long ago. Ever since I ran from that house, so desperate to escape, I left with only the clothes on my back and socks on my feet. After that day, I've only ever walked in stolen shoes.

Barrington University is home of the Lords, a secret society that requires their blood in payment. They are above all鈥攖he most powerful men in the world. They devote their lives to violence in exchange for power. And during their senior year, they are offered a chosen one.

When a chance encounter sparks an unlikely bond between rival murderers Sloane and Rowan, the two find something elusive鈥攖he friendship of a like-minded, pitch-black soul. From small-town West Virginia to upscale California, from downtown Boston to rural Texas, the two hunters collide in an annual game of blood and suffering, one that pits them against the most dangerous monsters in the country.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I鈥檓 theirs in every sense of the word. But I鈥檝e never been meek and compliant.

The stories were all wrong鈥擧ook was never the villain. For two centuries, all of the Darling women have disappeared on their 18th birthday. Sometimes they鈥檙e gone for only a day, some a week or a month. But they always return broken. Now, on the afternoon of my 18th birthday, my mother is running around the house making sure all the windows are barred and the doors locked. But it鈥檚 pointless. Because when night falls, he comes for me. And this time, the Never King and the Lost Boys aren鈥檛 willing to let me go.

A dark and twisted maze awaits criminal psychologist London Noble when she falls for her patient, convicted serial killer, Grayson Pierce Sullivan. As she unravels the traps, her sanity tested with each game, she's forced to acknowledge the true evil in the world around her. A buried past is unearthed, and Grayson Sullivan - AKA The Angel of Maine - retaliates against the system who made him, deploying psychological warfare on the woman who initially set him free.

Sleeping with my boyfriend鈥檚 best friend, behind his girlfriend鈥檚 back, probably wasn鈥檛 my smartest idea. But Jase is mine, and it鈥檚 about time Julia knew it. Attending Lowell University was supposed to be a fresh start. A chance to end all the sneaking around and make our relationship official. I couldn鈥檛 have been more wrong. Julia is digging her claws into Jase. My boyfriend, Chad, is getting in deeper with a local gang. And my loathsome new stepbrother, Ares, has just moved in.

From a poor underground street fighter, I rose to fame as the world heavyweight boxing champion. No one knew I was also a monster who hunted in the shadows. Trapped in the mafia until my debts were paid. A simple deal held my freedom鈥攗nify my belts. It seemed simple until an enchanting British firecracker landed on my lap, knocking me sideways. Wanting her was dangerous for us both, but I took her anyway. Leaving me with the choice, fight for my freedom or hers. When the truth is unmasked, could she still love me? Would love be enough to battle our demons and come out on top?

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

The night of my birthday looked as boring as the rest of my life. Sitting on my own, trying to avoid my insanely gorgeous but horribly mean flatmate, all while waiting for him to leave so I could have a party for one鈥f you know what I mean. But that was before I almost crashed on the way home, when a big top rolled into town. Before I locked eyes with the hottest guy I鈥檇 ever seen swinging a sledgehammer in the rain. Before I read the flyer promoting the once-in-a-lifetime circus. A circus that wasn鈥檛 the usual garish carnival鈥h, no鈥his one was most definitely not for children.

There is no room for sweet or innocent in my world. No room for mistakes or weaknesses. My life was full of darkness, greed, and corruption. Blood was spilled as easily as water and life taken without much thought. I made a vow to my sister that the people who harmed her all those years ago would pay, and the only currency I would accept was their lives. Until she arrived.

The night my sister died, a piece of me died with her. So I made a vow to enroll at Spine Ridge University just like her, find the person responsible鈥� and make them pay. Until I meet three sick boys of the Skull & Serpent Society: Felix, Dylan, Alistair. Rude, heartless, vicious guys who are obsessed with making me regret I ever stepped foot on campus. They make me a deal: My body in exchange for a glimpse at their violence.

Known as a harbinger of bad omens and blamed for Demons eating her family, Reia is shunned by her entire village. When the next offering is due and the monstrous Duskwalker is seen heading their way, her village offers her an impossible choice鈥攂e thrown into the prison cells or allow herself to be sacrificed to a faceless monster.

The first letter arrived the day my husband was buried. It was postmarked from the state penitentiary, and contained a single sentence: I鈥檒l wait forever if I have to. It was signed by Dante, a man I didn鈥檛 know. Out of simple curiosity, I wrote back to ask him what exactly he was waiting for. His reply? You.

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.

Two little girls stand with their heads bowed in my living room. I鈥檓 told they鈥檙e my granddaughters. Daisy is nine, and Alice seven. Daisy is the spitting image of her mother. This is the first time I鈥檝e met them since my daughter and I fell out after she married that waste of space, Vince. They鈥檝e come to live with me because their mother 鈥� my daughter 鈥� was murdered. In her own home while they slept close by. I think Vince killed her. But the police can鈥檛 prove it. I鈥檝e always known he was no good. He treated my daughter like dirt. I said he鈥檇 cheat on her 鈥� but she wouldn鈥檛 listen.

Jenny sits in the same seat on the same train every week, seeing familiar faces come and go. Until a chance encounter shatters her world. Sixteen years ago, Jenny survived a traumatic ordeal that left her best friend, Susie, missing and presumed dead. The world has its theories about what happened to Susie Patterson, and one of those theories points the finger at Jenny. Now she lives a quiet life, volunteering at a crisis helpline while trying to deal with her own anxiety and the true crime fans obsessed with finding her missing friend.

After the killing of a prominent mob lawyer, NYPD homicide detectives Jacob Jackson and Caitlin Grimes start receive chilling, written 鈥渞ules鈥� 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鈥檚 crime underbelly, and a perpetrator who seems happy to toy with them. 鈥淩ule number two. No crimes of passion. The perfect murder is always business, never pleasure.鈥�/p>

When Sasha receives a call from her old university friend Gabby inviting her to spend Christmas at Gabby鈥檚 remote Scottish lake house, Sasha knows she shouldn鈥檛 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鈥檛 spoken to any of them since that night.

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鈥檒l never see her again. As Jenna鈥檚 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鈥檚 one thing Jenna Wade doesn鈥檛 have: very much time.

England, 1914. The world is at war. Captain Hastings, injured and shaken, is invited to Styles Court to recover. It鈥檚 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.

It鈥檚 been two years since Anna Cartwright鈥檚 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鈥檛 know what happened. She was lying. Now, Anna has returned to Australia. Her only hope is Land鈥檚 End Area School, an isolated concrete wasteland perched on the cliffs.

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.

Sloan will go through hell and back for those she loves. And she does so, every single day. Caught up with the alluring Asa Jackson, a notorious drug trafficker, Sloan has finally found a lifeline to cling to, even if it鈥檚 meant compromising her morals. She was in dire straits trying to pay for her brother鈥檚 care until she met Asa. But as Sloan became emotionally and economically reliant on him, he in turn developed a disturbing obsession with her鈥攐ne that becomes increasingly dangerous every day.

In my dreams, I never escaped the Oregon woods. Life after death isn't easy to accept, especially when I still feel like a ghost. Now, I live deep in the mountains of Montana鈥攖he paradigm of beauty. But they are also the home of horrors. Horrors that I only unleash at night. When my pigs are allowed to feast.

When River McAllister escaped from Shallow Hill, she left her innocence behind鈥攁nd some of her sanity. Now, she's rebuilding her life with her dream man, and life couldn't be better.

Who am I? I've forgotten the answer to that question long ago. Ever since I ran from that house, so desperate to escape, I left with only the clothes on my back and socks on my feet. After that day, I've only ever walked in stolen shoes.

Die Manipulatorin: Ich kann die Emotionen von jedem manipulieren, der es zul盲sst. Ich werde dich verletzen, dich weinen lassen, dich zum Lachen und Seufzen bringen. Aber meine Worte ber眉hren ihn nicht. Besonders dann nicht, wenn ich darum flehe, dass er geht. Er ist immer da, beobachtet und wartet. Und ich kann niemals wegschauen. Nicht, wenn ich m枚chte, dass er n盲her kommt. Der Schatten: Ich wollte mich nicht verlieben. Aber jetzt kann ich ihr nicht mehr fernbleiben. Ich bin fasziniert von ihrem L盲cheln, von ihren Augen und der Art, wie sie sich bewegt.

Barrington University is home of the Lords, a secret society that requires their blood in payment. They are above all鈥攖he most powerful men in the world. They devote their lives to violence in exchange for power. And during their senior year, they are offered a chosen one.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I鈥檓 theirs in every sense of the word. But I鈥檝e never been meek and compliant.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

I caught the attention of a monster. I didn鈥檛 ask for it. Didn鈥檛 even see it coming. But the moment I do, it鈥檚 too late. Killian Carson is a predator wrapped in sophisticated charm. He鈥檚 cold-blooded, manipulative, and savage. The worst part is that no one sees his devil side. I do. And that will cost me everything. I run, but the thing about monsters? They always chase.

The first letter arrived the day my husband was buried. It was postmarked from the state penitentiary, and contained a single sentence: I鈥檒l wait forever if I have to. It was signed by Dante, a man I didn鈥檛 know. Out of simple curiosity, I wrote back to ask him what exactly he was waiting for. His reply? You.

When a chance encounter sparks an unlikely bond between rival murderers Sloane and Rowan, the two find something elusive鈥攖he friendship of a like-minded, pitch-black soul. From small-town West Virginia to upscale California, from downtown Boston to rural Texas, the two hunters collide in an annual game of blood and suffering, one that pits them against the most dangerous monsters in the country.

The stories were all wrong鈥擧ook was never the villain. For two centuries, all of the Darling women have disappeared on their 18th birthday. Sometimes they鈥檙e gone for only a day, some a week or a month. But they always return broken. Now, on the afternoon of my 18th birthday, my mother is running around the house making sure all the windows are barred and the doors locked. But it鈥檚 pointless. Because when night falls, he comes for me. And this time, the Never King and the Lost Boys aren鈥檛 willing to let me go.

I see dead people, and not just the men I murdered. I'm in danger of being committed because I can鈥檛 tell what鈥檚 real from my hallucinations. Everyone thinks I鈥檓 crazy when the serial killer I jilted starts haunting my house. He assassinates any man who shows me interest, leaving their body parts under my pillow. During the day, his gaslighting destroys my peace of mind. But at night, he invades my nightmares and makes me crave the depravity.

The night my sister died, a piece of me died with her. So I made a vow to enroll at Spine Ridge University just like her, find the person responsible鈥� and make them pay. Until I meet three sick boys of the Skull & Serpent Society: Felix, Dylan, Alistair. Rude, heartless, vicious guys who are obsessed with making me regret I ever stepped foot on campus. They make me a deal: My body in exchange for a glimpse at their violence.

A forbidden romance with my brother鈥檚 hockey teammate wasn鈥檛 on my to-do list when I moved across the country鈥� Neither was getting locked out of a friend鈥檚 place wearing next to nothing. Or spending the night with the sexy stranger who rescues me. But I鈥檓 trying to get out of my comfort zone so getting out of the rest of my clothes with him seems like a good way to start. In the morning, I learn the filthy-mouthed man with the talented hands is not only the hotshot new hockey player on my brother鈥檚 team: he鈥檚 also鈥搘ait for it鈥搈y brand new roommate.

After watching my mother succumb to a mysterious illness, I promised myself two things. I'd find the cure for what ravaged her and leave the godforsaken city where she abandoned me. Four years later, I received an acceptance letter from Dracadia University, one of the oldest most prestigious schools in the country. Nestled on a secluded island off the coast of Maine, it's rumored to be haunted by the souls of the mental patients exiled there centuries before, those whose bones are said to make up the island's white sandy shores. And restless ghosts aren't even its most daunting peculiarity.