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After playing a TV sleuth for years, Rita Martin retires to the sleepy town of Frantham-on-Sea. Here on the Dorset coast, she runs her own immaculate guest house, and life is blissfully quiet. But then a few doors down, harmless old Mrs. Freer is bludgeoned to death, and Rina can’t help but be drawn into the mystery. Mrs. Freer’s home was ransacked, but this was no ordinary burglary. Who knew the old lady kept a gun stashed under her pillow? And who wanted it badly enough to kill?

How do today's parents cope when the dreams we had for our children clash with reality? What can we do for our 20- and even 30-somethings who can't seem to grow up? Who can we turn to when the kids aren't all right and we, their parents, are frightened, frustrated, resentful, embarrassed, and especially, disappointed? In this groundbreaking book, a social psychologist who's been chronicling the lives of American families for over two decades confronts our deepest concerns when our grown kids have failed to thrive.

One February afternoon, Detective Ray Flowers' life is blown apart by a petrol bomb attack. No one can tell him who did it. Or why. Anchorless and alone, he moves to his aunt's country cottage. What he needs is perspective. Instead, he is tormented by visions of Kitty Hallam, a troubled young woman accused of witchcraft. Back in 1643. Is she a figment of Flowers' imagination or something more? Whatever the truth, Flowers can't help but be drawn into Kitty's world, sensing their stories are intertwined somehow.

Mange mennesker har lig i lasten, men nogle har flere end andre. Marcie, en 22-årig kvinde med kælenavnet Bird, møder op ved sin bedstefar Jacks dødsleje. Hun er vokset op i hans hjem efter morens død, og deres forhold er meget nært – modsat Marcies forhold til bedstemoren Mary, grandtanten Alice og faren Alec. Bedstefaren er indimellem temmelig uklar og konfus og taler om en vis Rebekkah og en kvinde med reb om halsen. Det er tydeligt, at han nages af ubehagelige minder, men der er hverken hoved eller hale på det, han mumler om.

It was the night that shattered his life. One year ago, Rina’s dear friend Detective Mac McGregor witnessed something unspeakable: the murder of a child on a golden sandy beach. The girl died in his arms while her killer fled into the night, never to be seen again. But then, out of the blue, Mac gets a call that changes everything. His old adversary is back in town, and this could be Mac’s final chance to put him away.

Rina accepts an invite to Aikensthorpe, a country-house hotel with a sinister past. Her fellow guests are an eccentric bunch of magicians and scholars who want to re-enact a séance. Back in 1872, it left one man dead and another mad. But Rina won’t be drawn into all of that. She's relieved when Detective MacGregor comes to her rescue. But then a blizzard sets in...leaving them trapped in the house, cut off from civilization. And then the first of the bodies is found—a distinguished scholar, smothered in his sleep. Who will be next to die on this dark and stormy night?

One glorious morning, Rina heads out for a stroll along Frampton promenade, where all is picture-perfect...until she spots something that stops her in her tracks: a luxury yacht sailing round in circles. Rina knows that can’t be right. As for the captain, he is nowhere to be seen...until coastguards board the yacht and find him shot dead—execution-style.

In The Time Meddler, the turbulent English coastline in 1066 is the scene of a troubled encounter between the Meddling Monk and the First Doctor, Steven and Vicki. In The Deadly Assassin, the Fourth Doctor returns to Gallifrey and is framed for presidential murder. In Shada, the Fourth Doctor and Romana visit their old friend, the retired Time Lord Professor Chronotis, at Cambridge University. In The Mark of the Rani, the TARDIS lands the Sixth Doctor and Peri in the Industrial Revolution.

Marcie never wanted to feel this way about her grandfather: uneasy, resentful, afraid. She’s always been his favorite, his Bird—the helpless little thing that stole his heart at birth. Now he’s dying, and Marcie can’t bear to be around him. Day and night, he raves of Rebekkah, a raven-haired beauty who never leaves his side. Is she a fragment of a dying man’s fevered imagination? Or something more? Marcie vows to help her grandfather pull the truth from his nightmares. Is she ready for the killer secret she’s about to expose?

Detective Rozlyn Priest never expected to find herself here. Teetering on the brink of an ancient grave. She takes a breath, willing herself to look down. Old bones, broken relics—that’s what should be buried here, not the dead man staring back at her now. He is Charlie Higgins, a petty criminal Roz once called on for help. Is she the reason he’s dead? Slashed with a spear that belongs in the Dark Ages? Roz won’t rest until she finds the truth. And now she’s seeing things—visions of a flame-haired Saxon warrior who shares her thirst for justice.

Rob has always loved Anna, but she never wanted him. He paints her portrait over and over again. Now one night, she phones him, desperate for help. He rushes to her place, but when he gets there she's dead—sprawled across her living-room floor, a crimson gash in her chest. Now he’s the prime suspect for her murder. Her face on his canvas. Her kiss goodbye on his lips. Her blood on his hands. No one believes him, and does he even trust himself?

When a body washes up on the rocks below, everyone assumes it must be brutish Edward Parker. Weeks ago, he slipped over the cliff’s edge, never to be seen again. But on closer inspection, it’s not him. The dead man is Pat Duggan, son of a wealthy nightclub owner, and it’s not the sea that killed him—it’s a gunshot wound.

The discovery of the bruised and battered corpse of English policewoman Moira Grainger results in an unlikely pairing of the two men involved with her - ex-husband Colin Grainger and colleague and lover Detective Inspector John Moore - now searching for the murderer of the woman they both love....

It started with a gang of drifters, dreamers, and dropouts. Together, they were the Eyes of God. Eleven years ago, this cult wreaked havoc on Ray Flowers' hometown. Flowers put their leader, a cold-blooded killer named Harrison Lee, behind bars. Without him, the Eyes chose mass suicide. Five-year-old Katie Fellows was trapped in their commune and would have died too-were it not for a mysterious young boy. Who was he? And why did he save her? Years later, teenaged Katie still sees him in her dreams. Her instincts tell her she needs him more than ever.

Who would want to kill widowed mother of two Ellen Tailor, a seemingly innocent, inoffensive woman, and leave her body for her children to find? Rina Martin’s policeman friend Mac can’t find anything that looks like a motive and not much more in terms of suspects. While it is true Ellen didn’t get on with her mother-in-law, it seems hard to believe their arguments escalated into a brutal killing. A former abusive partner seems a more likely suspect, but unfortunately for Mac he seems to have a watertight alibi....

Ex-detective Ray Flowers thinks that all he has to worry about is his overgrown honeysuckle until an unexpected phone call shatters his complacence. The drug supplier known as Angel Eyes is back on the streets. They called him Angel Eyes, after the insignia he left behind at every crime scene. A pair of innocent blue eyes on a shred of paper. Angel Eyes vanished without a trace. But the lives he destroyed are still in ruins.

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UPDATED WITH A NEW EPILOGUE At fifteen years old, Daphne Scholinski was committed to a mental institution and awarded the dubious diagnosis of Gender Identity Disorder. For three years and more than a million dollars of insurance, the problem was “treated”—with makeup lessons and...