Upon her fiancé's death, Laney became a recluse who only left her home for emergencies. She managed to survive - barely - on food delivery service and her work-at-home job. When she tries to move on from her grief, the commemorative meal she orders is ruined. However, it leads to an unlikely friendship with an attractive man, Bojan, who speaks little English. As he befriends Laney he continually says the wrong things, but he doesn't give up trying to win her trust. Meanwhile, she has this strange feeling of being watched and wonders if she's losing her mind. Complicating things further, every time she leaves her house something bad happens, confirming that she is safer at home. Can Bojan convince Laney she'll be safe with him, or will his presence put her in further danger? Will he be able to protect the woman he loves before it's too late?
Megan Hoffman was desperate to keep her past hidden.
Her daughter deserves justice but someone wants to stop her… Seven years after the murder of Andi Wallace’s daughter, new evidence reopens the case.
In The Fire Next Door, Ted Galen Carpenter boldly conveys the growing horror overtaking Mexico and makes the case that the only effective strategy for the United States is to abandon its failed drug prohibition policy, thus depriving drug ...
There has been an onslaught against their sanity. People often have things that are transpiring behind closed doors that they do not want to be viewed by the people around them or in public. This is a place where secrets are housed.
'I left that door open when I came back in!' she whispered in Carolyn's ear. e DC frowned and turned back to look at the door. A new sense of fear started worming its way into her stomach as she realised that the door was indeed closed.
Featuring a mysterious society, a secretive past, and a pig in a teeny hat, this is the first book in a new series for fans of The Name of This Book Is a Secret and The Mysterious Benedict Society.
[TWO] Admirals Nimitz and Wagam arrived in separate cars at almost precisely four P.M. Nimitz was riding in a black 1939 Cadillac sedan, from the front fender of which flew a blue flag with four stars. Wagam was in a Navy, gray Plymouth ...
He'd seen his father's chest crack open like a nutshell under the Slayer's sword. And then he'd run. If Clarise had spoken the truth, then the warlord was neither vicious nor greedy. He wondered how she would know that.