Horror Romance Suspense

An abandoned house, a serial killer, and a victim reaching out from the grave. A woman races against time to unearth buried secrets before she becomes a ghost herself.

This is the story of a Worcestershire farm from the 1930s to the 1970s, highlighting the great changes in farming practices and the people who found themselves part of the agricultural and country life. Alongside the story of the owners, Fred Archer provides the listener with rich anecdotes of village life - the pea-picker and his gypsy wife, the excitement caused by the arrival of the land girls and the terrible effects of myxomatosis.

Gabriel Woolf is unstoppable. A ruthless businessman, he has perfected the art of revenge. Ever since his mother's death, Gabriel has harbored only one wish: To take down the man who ruined their lives. But all bets are off when he meets his father's stepdaughter, Honor St. James. Beautiful and innocent, she is everything Gabriel never knew he wanted - and now there's no turning back. Honor wasn't born yesterday.

Stella Cross's heart is poisoned. After years on the transplant waiting list, she's running out of hope that she'll ever see her 18th birthday. Then, miraculously, Stella receives the transplant she needs to survive. Determined to embrace everything she came so close to losing, Stella throws herself into her new life. But her recovery is marred with strange side effects: Nightmares. Hallucinations.

Years ago, Helen fell for the charming Hamish and was enchanted by his family home, the romantic Ballintyre House. Elegantly sat on the edge of a loch in western Scotland, the house has been home to the Ballintyre family for decades. Now, seeking refuge from a scandal that has cost Hamish his job, they are living with his older brother Charlie at the house, while his troubled mother is never too far away. Struggling with her own problems, Helen is surprised to find that Charlie’s wife has vanished. No one else seems at all concerned. Where has she gone, and why?

Bailey is - at best - a loner before Lucien. When he steps into her world, it is like something from a dream. Every encounter leaves her breathless and wanting more. They are perfect together. That is, until he takes everything from her. Her heart. Her sanity...Her life.

A bomb in Rome, a flash of bluish-white light, and photojournalist Josh Ryder's world exploded. From that instant nothing would ever be the same. As Josh recovers, his mind is increasingly invaded with thoughts that have the emotion, the intensity, the intimacy of memories. But they are not his memories. They are ancient... and violent. A battery of medical and psychological tests can't explain Josh's baffling symptoms. And the memories have an urgency he can't ignore, pulling him to save a woman named Sabina, and the treasures she is protecting.

I've come to Seven Gates Cemetery nursing a broken heart, but peace is hard to come by, for the ghosts here and for me. When the body of a young woman is discovered in a caged grave, I know that I've been summoned for a reason. Only I can unmask her killer. I want to trust the detective assigned to the case, for he is a ghost seer like me. But how can I put my faith in anyone when supernatural forces are manipulating my every thought?

Kate agrees to an arranged marriage with the mysterious Thomas Westwood to save her family's estate, but not everyone welcomes her at Wishwood, her husband's crumbling manor. The family members talk about a curse, lights move through the ruins at night, and Kate's maid won't spend the night in the house. Thomas is hiding something from Kate as well, but as she grows closer to him, a series of accidents makes her suspect that someone is willing to kill to keep Wishwood's secrets buried in the past.

Jael Hawkins is a troublesome girl. Everyone says so. When yet another relative tires of her, she is banished to Moon Hollow with the family's other black sheep. There, her aunt and uncle make her feel welcome for the first time, and she meets the intriguing Sebastian Westwood, in whom she senses a kindred spirit. But something is not right at Moon Hollow. Wails echo in the corridors at night, and a ghostly figure roams the riverbank in the moonlight.

Wade was once terrified of Jason’s obsession with spirits, but now that he knows his own abilities a little better, he’s more than willing to go along with his boyfriend Jason on another adventure. But three? It was his idea to investigate three haunted locations in three nights, but not knowing much about the places worries him. After all they've been through, he knows he can trust Jason to keep them safe.

As Miranda settles into her new role as a paranormal investigator, her mother, Eve, takes a back seat on their newest case. Proving she’s capable of filling her mother’s shoes may be troublesome, however, when Miranda senses that what they're dealing with isn't your typical, everyday paranormal, but something altogether different.

Red is the color of Kia Alcott's hair. It's her temper, which blazes hot and always gets Kia into way too much trouble. And it's the color of fire. Fires that Kia can start . . . just by thinking about them. When her latest "episode" gets her kicked out of school, Kia is shipped off to her grandmother, who works for the wealthy Blackwoods. It's an estate shrouded in secrets, surrounded by rules, and presided over by a family that is far from normal . . . including the gorgeous and insolent Ethan Blackwood.

Blood has been shed and lives have been ended. Everything has been leading up to this point - the end of the war between Lyssandra and her husband, Maguis. First she just needs to conquer the Unseelie Court and rally them to her cause. A monumental task with the inner court fighting and her being gone for so long.

Hello, my Muse. Meet Vincent Coen, a world-renowned painter who has built his life upon acknowledging the beauty of his surroundings. Aurora Wayward, although pure in heart, views her own beauty as a curse. Following a chance encounter, the artist quickly becomes the apple of the young woman's eye. Walk alongside Aurora as she begins to peel back the layers of his outwardly flawless skin. When Vincent's inner core is finally revealed, will it be sweet or spoiled?

Help! My name's Blakely Mullins and I’m trapped here, at Richmond Manor, an old plantation in the deep woods of Louisiana. Hundreds of years ago, a conjurer by the name of Papa Gris orchestrated a slave revolt and created thousands of shadow slaves. These malignant spirits are now controlled by a wicked witch, who we call Granny. At night, she makes us go into the rose garden, perform satanic rituals, and use those spirits to hurt the people we love most. I’ve tried to stop her in previous lives. Each attempt has only made Granny and her foul league of Virgin Mothers more powerful.

Manche Geheimnisse sind unausgesprochen. Andere sind unaussprechlich.1939. Hetty Cartwright muss eine Sammlung des Londoner Natural History Museum vor dem heraufziehenden Krieg in Sicherheit bringen - ins verfallene Herrenhaus Lockwood Manor. Doch das Haus wirkt auf Hetty wie verflucht: Ihre geliebten Exponate, der ausgestopfte Panther, die Kolibris und der Eisbär, verschwinden, werden zerstört und scheinen nachts umherzuwandern.

Claire Benolt doesn’t believe in weird stuff. Ghosts, vampires, and werewolves just aren’t real. At least that’s what she thought. Determined to leave her murky past behind, Claire gladly accepts a job working with a private detective. There’s only one catch. Her new boss just happens to be a vampire, and he wants her help catching the serial killer terrorizing New Orleans. And then there’s Mason, the hot Nightwalker who wants to eat her up, in more than one way. Can she survive the Ripper of New Orleans and Mason?

A blessing or a curse? That's what Hannah Stone can't decide about a special gift she's been given. When Hannah and her best friend, Cassie, joined by their boyfriends, set out on one last fun-filled summer of vacations before beginning their senior year of college, they have no idea just how adventurous the trips are going to be.

Ember is a succubus, consuming in every sense. My theory is proven when I specifically ignore Ember for an entire month, yet her scent remains in my nostrils, the vision of her in my mind’s eye. Her peppery musk dances along the back of my tongue, ruining my taste for anyone else. Savannah Merricourt is labeled as my intended, and I should accept it, as I do everything, because my father’s too powerful and I’ve been locked in the basement too many times.