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When Kiersten McCann, president of the West Hollywood Moms’ Club, turns up dead in her own pool, it quickly becomes clear this wasn’t an accident. And the party guests—all members of the exclusive club—are now key suspects in her murder. Accusations fly, and three mothers find themselves at the center of the investigation. Whitney, Brooke, and Jade all have heavy secrets to bear…and possible motives for their friend’s murder. But as the police look closer, more secrets, betrayals, and sinister plots are revealed than the women could ever imagine.

There's no rest for the wicked… or the dead they've left behind. It's been four years since the Hartnett House Massacre. Four years since Whitley Adams rescued her sister, Nora, from a nightmare she herself still struggles to escape. When a documentary filmmaker expresses interest in telling their story, Whitley's sister believes it could be the answer to all their troubles. A chance to finally confront their past, and move on with their lives once and for all. The past isn't the only thing waiting at Hartnett House.

Lia Peartree is haunted—by memories, by her past, by secrets, by the ones she left behind. Five years ago, the Peartrees fled their home—the infamous ancestral Brier Hall—and never looked back. But her oldest sister went missing that night, and there's been no sign of her since. In the aftermath, the Peartrees are traumatized and get by however they can. Lia's remaining sister Ali says yes to any bad idea, and Lia tries so desperately to be the perfect daughter that it's tearing her apart.

Access to reproductive healthcare is no longer guaranteed, and information on the internet is increasingly unreliable, so it's more crucial than ever to be armed with the knowledge to make informed decisions about reproductive health. In It's Your Body, Dena Moes provides a compassionate and informative roadmap to the complex landscape of reproductive health. She explores topics ranging from birth control methods, emergency contraception, and STIs to consent and safe abortion access.

At just six years old, it becomes clear that China Creed's birthright, passed down from her mother's side of the family, is the power to grant wishes with only a touch. In their small Ozark town, where superstition runs rampant, the only person who can be trusted with her secret is the Cherokee midwife and healer who makes China her apprentice. After the tumult of the Civil War, a new doctor arrives in town who is curious about the lovely young woman who can birth babies and banish hexes.

I just woke up in a motel. I have no idea who I am or how I got here. But I do know three things. There's a body on the floor...and one in the bathtub. There's a bullet in my shoulder. And it hurts. Bad. And there's a vampire warlock right outside the door. And he's coming to finish the job.

Author Joni B. Cole worries that Vlad the Impaler may be a distant cousin. She feuds with a dead medium. She thinks (or overthinks) about insulting birthday cards, power trips, and the real reason writers hate Amazon. And she wishes, really wishes, all those well-meaning people would stop talking about Guatemala. At once irreverent and thought provoking, Cole's collection is a joy ride through eclectic essays that arrive smack on that sweet spot between soul searching and social commentary, between humor and heft.

So I just got a call. Apparently my mom—yes, the same one who just came cannonballing back into my life a few weeks ago after ten years without a word—might have killed someone. A self-help guru. You know, one of those guys promising to SHIFT your life into overdrive with his magical secrets. "Shift" because those secrets come from a long lineage of shifters. Yeah, I don't get it either. Then again, I wasn't one of his loyal disciples, so I never paid much attention to his corny late night ads.

Emmy Davis, the world's most famous fox shifter, went missing two years ago. And I've just been hired to find her. If only things were that simple. The cops have no leads. Other PIs haven't fared any better. The trail is colder than an arctic winter. And to make matters worse, a mysterious creature from Javy Diaz's past has taken an alarming interest in the case. But all that might be the least of my problems. Because you know everything you've heard about the pitfalls of social media? Yeah. Turns out it's worse than that.

I should have just kept ignoring my phone. Just like I've been doing for the last couple months. It's been a concerted effort, since my investigation skills are in demand after a string of high-profile cases. But I haven't been interested in more business. I've been more focused on other things. Too bad Serena Adams doesn't care what I want. Hell, she doesn't even want to hire me. She just wants me to know that three bodies are going to drop today. And that after the tally hits three . . . I'm next.