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REESE'S BOOK CLUB MAY 2023 PICK A multigenerational saga that traverses the glamour of old Hollywood and the seductive draw of modern-day showbiz When Kitty Karr Tate, a White icon of the silver screen, dies and bequeaths her multimillion-dollar estate to the St. John sisters, three young...

Civilization has fallen. The solar system is blanketed with the automated weapons of ancient wars, engineered plagues, hazardous waste, rogue AI, monsters from outside our dimension, artificial disasters, and nuclear climate change. Every moment of life on Earth is a brutal fight for survival. The people of Sol carry on, but hope is at a premium. They need something more. Someone with a plan, a savior, a hero. What they get is Lily.

Everyone's favorite werewolf DJ is here to mix it up just one last time. Here you will find, or even newly discover, the irrepressible Kitty Norville with friends and enemies alike: Rick the vampire; Jessi Hardin, paranormal detective; Kitty's husband, Ben; Cormac, the bounty hunter; and the villainous Dux Bellorum. These irresistible tales are full of unpredictable twists and turns: lupines experimenting with astronomy, a cheating boxer with preternatural strength, vampires arriving from the Philippines.

Die Welt hat sich verändert. Kreaturen, die im Schatten lauern, sind keine Schauermärchen mehr. Wer sich zu weit in die Wildnis hinauswagt, riskiert den Tod. Und wenn du eine Frau bist, droht dir ein noch schlimmeres Schicksal. Monster jagen ist mein Job. Ich bin verdammt gut darin. Ich brauche keine Hilfe dabei. Vor allem nicht von denen, die an allem die Schuld tragen. Mein Vater macht mich zur Liaison-Offizierin. Zum Babysitter für die fremden Kommandosoldaten. Ihr Anführer ist ein primitiver Wilder. Nichts an ihm zieht mich an. Absolut gar nichts!

Good thing this Hellcat has nine lives because he's going to need them if he's going to survive Lucifer's latest scheme and land on his four furry feet. Okay, so Felipe ate a few of the Styx sea creatures. In his defense, they were awfully tasty. Depleting the monster reservoir didn't mean Lucifer had to go all lord of hell on him and order him to go on a stupid mission. And to Siren Isle, of all places! Everyone knows males should stay far, far away from that dangerous place.

I'm a witch. Not a good one or a bad one, although according to the snooty wizards, I'm a stain upon their robes. But who cares what those snobs say? I've got a job to do: stop demons from infiltrating Earth and killing all the witches. Concentrating on my job is hard, though. First, the guy who's decided he's going to help me is hotter than Arizona in the summer. Second, demons are targeting witches such as me because, apparently, we're a tasty snack. Finally, the kitten I adopted has gone missing, and if I'm not mistaken, a demon stole it.

Er ist ein blutrünstiges Monster. Eine mörderische Ausgeburt des Bösen. In der Arena kann niemand gegen ihn bestehen. Er ist pure Gewalt - wild und primitiv. In seiner Zelle darf ihn niemand aufsuchen. Es ist zu gefährlich. Doch ich bin die Tochter des Hauses. Ich tue, was ich will. Ich zeige ihm, was niemand sonst jemals sehen darf. Er ist nur ein Wilder. Was macht es schon aus? Als er plötzlich spricht, bin ich zutiefst erschüttert. Als meine Welt um mich herum zerbricht, bin ich ihm mit einem Mal ausgeliefert.

Er ist eine reißende Bestie. Eine wilde, blutgierige Kreatur. Sie haben ihn gefangen und eingesperrt. Im Käfig führen sie ihn vor. Sie quälen ihn zu ihrem Vergnügen. Wie sie es mit mir tun … Bis ein Unglück geschieht. Sie zwingen mich, ihn zu versorgen. Ich hasse ihn wegen dem, was er ist. Er riecht meine Angst. Doch meine Hand beißt er nicht. Weiß er, dass er meine Träume beherrscht? Dark Paranormal-Historical Romance aus dem Hause Stone, das ist anders als sonst üblich. Ebenso heiß, ebenso düster und spannend, aber auch überraschend und tiefgehend. Es gibt eine Inhaltswarnung.

Damien’s life was simple: Train hard, follow orders, and never question why. But after a mission to infiltrate an enemy territory goes horribly wrong, he wakes up in the body of a spoiled noble mage from the very world he’s been taught to hate. Magic? He’s never touched it, and now everyone expects him to master it like a pro. Trying to survive in an elite magic academy surrounded by classmates who seem to know far more than he does, would be hard enough—yet Damien’s real identity as an assassin is the least of his problems.

Damien’s still stuck pretending to be Levi—an untalented mage with way more enemies than friends. He’s got all of Levi’s messes to clean up, from strained relationships to Sylvia, a fellow first-year student who isn’t shy about her disdain. And suspicion. To make matters worse, Damien is plagued by strange visions that offer unsettling glimpses of the future, making his attempts to survive even more complicated. The real nightmare, however, comes from his latest vision: a chilling sight of himself and several students lying dead in the infirmary.

Damien’s recent fight has drawn unwanted attention—especially from Eric Avalon, the father of the body he now inhabits. Eric has begun to question how his untalented son could have grown so powerful in such a short time. One wrong answer could mean death for Damien, but lying low isn’t an option either.

Damien’s life was simple: Train hard, follow orders, and never question why. But after a mission to infiltrate an enemy territory goes horribly wrong, he wakes up in the body of a spoiled noble mage from the very world he’s been taught to hate. Magic? He’s never touched it, and now everyone expects him to master it like a pro.

To prevent the next great war between the gods and supernaturals, I had one job. Keep my sons far, far away from Aradia. Then why are they sitting next to me, enjoying their own Italian getaway? Back home, they're Josh and Jacob, two average college freshmen with a propensity for pranks. In my world, they are the She-Wolf's twins, feared and fated to rise - or fell - great empires.

I've survived my 40s long enough to discover I'm cursed. Figuring out how to break the curse is a whole other problem. My arrival in Aradia set off a series of unexplainable events - the veil breaking down, ghosts arriving by the shipload, and Aurick becoming...beautiful? Now, the dying god has finally started dying, and everyone fears his rebirth. Fortunately, I have my newfound powers and my Siren Squad to help me. Only, I have no idea how to actually use my powers, and the Council arrested me on sight.

After finding my soon-to-be ex-husband together with my soon-to-be ex-assistant, I realize his "for better or for worse" didn't include my 40s. An extended vacation on a remote Italian island sounds like the perfect antidote to a midlife crisis - until I arrive. I'm expecting Chianti and pasta. What I get is a run-down bed-and-breakfast with the oldest Nonna in existence. There's something about this island. Something odd. Like how everyone keeps calling me Mamma or how I'm the first tourist in decades.

This is the ride of my life, and I've faced every single challenge that came my way by charging in and getting it done. Now, this might be my greatest challenge ever. To save my godson's life, I will have to travel to the unknown world of the Fae and navigate the dark and dangerous halls of the Unseelie King's palace to plant my butt on his throne. If my enemies want to come after me, they better bring a burn kit because my magic is hotter than dragon's fire, hot enough to burn them to cinder and I'm all out of dickens to give.

Can't have a midlife crisis if your entire life is a crisis. After that bombshell of discovering the identity of the evil entity roaming the halls of my estate, burning down the house to root it out was looking like a good idea. If only it was that simple. Knowing who it is and finding it within the labyrinth halls of this estate is proving to be a challenge. And now the house itself is sick? Can a house even get sick? Looks like I've got some ghostbusting to do.

They say that by the age of 40 you should have gained the skills and experience to have a better life. But the only thing I've gained is a job promotion to permanent desk jockey until retirement. I thought I escaped my mediocre destiny when I met my husband...until he died on our honeymoon and a series of unfortunate events left me with a strange mark on my body and my husband's corpse stolen right out of the funeral home!