Noir Fiction

When PI Dave Wakeland is hired by a terminally ill woman to discover the whereabouts of her adopted child, who disappeared as an adult more than a decade earlier, it seems like just another in a string of poor career decisions. Wakeland is a talented private investigator with next to zero business sense. And even though he finds himself with a fancy new office and a corporate-minded partner, he continues to be drawn to cases that are usually impossible to solve and frequently don’t pay. But it turns out this case is worse than usual, even by his standards.

Blackmailed and claimed before the whole academy, the Kingsman pack stole me from my mates and kept my scent for themselves. Now, struggling to fit in in class, I only have one friend, and I’m forced to watch, every day, as my mates fall for her. But these alphas’ obsessions sink their claws deep, blurring right from wrong. Dusk, Umbra, and Ransom are flipping the script, and it’s making me wonder the impossible: Did they steal me from my dreams after all?

He's a rugged, battle-hardened soldier who spent four years in the Royal Guard, an elite military unit. I met the king and queen for the first time wearing leggings and a sweatshirt. But there's the way he looks at me. Like he knows every dirty thought I've had about him - and he likes them. There's the way my pulse skyrockets every time his hand brushes mine. I'm the ambassador's daughter. I know better than to mess around with a foreign head of state.

Intrepid Mountie Jack Taggart is hurled into a world where morality, justice, and the legal system are pitted against one another. Taggart investigates the murder of someone who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Wiretap information identifies a shadowy gang member known only as Cocktail as being responsible. Taggart and his partner go undercover to join one of a coalition of gangs who are at war in British Columbia. Their mission is to identify Cocktail and gain evidence to convict him of murder.

To the rest of the world, I'm a damsel; rejected by my own mates and bonded against my will. Now, I need them to see that broken omega, so easily underestimated, because it's up to me to save my pack. With threats closing in, time is running out, and if I can't find answers, I might lose Dusk, Ransom, and Umbra—the alphas I've fallen for. Alphas who have already had everything stolen from them.

Los Angeles, August 4, 1962. The city broils through a midsummer heat wave. Marilyn Monroe ODs. A B-movie starlet is kidnapped. The overhyped LAPD overreacts. Chief Bill Parker’s looking for some getback. The Monroe deal looks like a moneymaker. He calls in Freddy Otash. The freewheeling Freddy O: tainted ex-cop, defrocked private eye, dope fiend, and freelance extortionist. A man who lives by the maxim “Opportunity is love.” Freddy gets to work. He dimly perceives Marilyn Monroe’s death and the kidnapped starlet to be a poisonous riddle that only he has the guts and the brains to untangle

When McGee picks up the phone and hears a voice from the past, he can't help it. He has to meddle. Especially when he has the chance to reunite Sam Taggart, a reckless, restless man like himself, with the woman who's still waiting for him. But what begins as a simple matchmaking scheme soon becomes a bloody chase that takes McGee to Mexico, a beautiful country - and one from which he hopes to return alive.

A bitter divorce is only the beginning. First the father hires thugs to kidnap his son. Then the mother hires Spenser to get the boy back. But as soon as Spenser senses the lay of the land, he decides to do some kidnapping of his own.

Lorkin vit désormais au Sanctuaire, où il essaie de comprendre la société des Traîtresses et le fonctionnement de leur magie unique car il les soupçonne de nourrir de sombres ambitions. De son côté, Sonea continue de chercher le renégat Skellin. Mais l'influence de ce dernier est bien plus étendue qu'elle ne le craignait. Au Sachaka, Dannyl a perdu le respect de l'élite locale et est préoccupé par l'arrivée du nouvel ambassadeur - un homme qu'il ne connaît que trop bien.

In this first installment of the Miami Crime Trilogy, Don Donovan spins a sprawling noir tale of three hardened individuals whose lives are woven together in a web of money, betrayal, and murder.

Fuminori Nakamura's Akutagawa Prize-winner plunges us into the depths of a young man's winding, troubled psyche. An unnamed taxi driver in Tokyo has experienced a rupture in his everyday life. He cannot stop daydreaming of suicide, envisioning himself returning to the earth in what soon become terrifying blackout episodes. His live-in girlfriend, Sayuko, is in a similarly bad phase, surrendering to alcoholism to escape the memory of her miscarriage.

There's a different schemer or slimeball behind every door: cocaine duckpins who have survived only by the dumbest fortune, hard-luck gigolos desperate to score, undercover cops busting undercover cops who are running sting operations on undercover cops.

Ace, a young card shark, has worked her entire life to achieve one goal. Bring Burlone Allegretti to his knees. As the head of a mafia family who dabbles in human trafficking, he’s far from innocent and Ace can't wait to exact her revenge. As her plan is set in motion, the alluring head of a rival family, Kingston Romano, approaches her with a proposition. One that she’s desperate enough to accept. Soon, she finds herself in the crosshairs of a war she isn’t prepared to fight.

Des nouveaux pouvoirs liés à un sorcier impitoyable. Une traque. Une vengeance. Et un vampire un peu trop collant. Mon entrée dans le monde de la magie ne pouvait pas mieux débuter ! Un soir dans une ruelle sombre, la vie de Rain bascule, la propulsant dans un monde inconnu. Victime d'un vampire sorti tout droit d'un magazine de mode, elle découvre qu'elle est une sorcière. Il faut dire que leur sang est infect, et que l'homme aux canines aiguisées n'hésite pas à le lui faire savoir !

Prison buddies Billy Good and Jackie Walker made time pulling small jobs here and there. Not a bad living if you liked scraping by. The thing to worry about was the next fix. Nothing else mattered. When Billy and Jackie fell in with Kenyatta, a ghetto lord ready to take back the streets, they thought they'd hit the big time. Dealing with drug pushers and crooked cops in the name of justice sure felt good, but in a world where "kindness was the sweetest con of all", every bullet fired echoed with the sound of payback.

Atlantica - the forgotten isle, the glittering gem in the cesspool of humanity's future. Anything you do inside your own home is allowed. It is a dog-eat-dog world of millionaires and billionaires. The rest of society beneath them live in ignorance. Those at the top have money, tools, people, assassins, and murderers. One such assassin was a rumor, a myth, a ghost in the night. The Red Countess, the lady Valentina Winters. A player among the elite has something Valentina wants, and she is willing to do most anything to get it.

It's 1918. The war in Europe grinds on, and the Spanish flu seems to be on an insatiable killing spree. But in the small fishing village of Parrsboro, Nova Scotia, a more confined drama-harrowing and provocative-slowly unfolds. It begins when Elizabeth Frame murders her husband hours after their wedding and thrusts the revolver into the blowhole of a beached whale.

En 1962, à Jackson, Mississipi, chez les Blancs, ce sont les Noires qui font le ménage et élèvent les enfants. Sans mot dire, sous peine de devoir prendre la porte. Est-ce le cas de Constantine, l'employée des Phelan, dont on n'a plus aucune nouvelle ? Mais franchement, qui s'en soucierait ? Ses amies, Minny et Aibileen, et surtout Skeeter, la propre fille des Phelan. La jeune étudiante blanche et les deux employées noires vont lier une alliance imprévisible pour "comprendre".

"Cette jeune fille est plus puissante que la moyenne de nos élèves, peut-être même plus que nos mages ! Elle est un danger. Il faut la trouver et l'arrêter. Si c'est une renégate, la loi nous oblige à l'amener devant le roi. Sinon, nous sommes tenus de lui enseigner le Contrôle. C'est encore une enfant, probablement une voleuse! Mais elle pourrait devenir une grande magicienne...".

I don’t love him. I don’t even like him.I just want him. Eli Loveless was my nemesis from the first day of kindergarten until we graduated high school. Everything I did, he had to do better—and vice versa. The day he left town was the best day of my life. Ten years later, the day he came back was the worst. Now he’s my co-worker. Grown-up Eli Loveless is sexy as sin. He’s hotter than asphalt in the summer. The irritating kid I once knew is gone, and he’s been replaced by a man with green eyes, perfect abs, and a cocky smile. It’s bad that I want him. It’s worse that he wants me back.