"You're mine."Her life changed the moment I gave the order. Two simple words. One powerful meaning.I waited until I couldn't wait anymore.My cruelty.My pleasure.My addiction to her.My need to claim her.Own her.I've always been the hero in my own story and the villain in hers.She. Was. Mine.I just had to prove it to her.

From two-time Pulitzer Prize-winning author Colson Whitehead, a gloriously entertaining novel of heists, shakedowns, and rip-offs set in Harlem in the 1960s."Ray Carney was only slightly bent when it came to being crooked..."To his customers and neighbors on 125th street, Carney is an upstanding salesman of reasonably priced furniture, making a decent life for himself and his family. He and his wife Elizabeth are expecting their second child, and if her parents on Striver's Row don't approve of him or their cramped apartment across from the subway tracks, it's still home. Few people know he descends from a line of uptown hoods and crooks, and that his façade of normalcy has more than a few cracks in it. Cracks that are getting bigger all the time. Cash is tight, especially with all those installment-plan sofas, so if his cousin Freddie occasionally drops off the odd ring or necklace, Ray doesn't ask where itcomes from. He knows a discreet jeweler...

As the eldest daughter of the Viking chieftain Alfarinn, Ótama's duty was to honor their clan's ways and prepare to lead. Demoralized by insidious rumors and simmering community distrust of her witch heritage, she fled. She may have planned to start a progressive new community in Greenland, but Fate, and Mother Nature, had another plan for her.Despite perishing during her voyage, she's been allowed a second chance to build her dream. That means mending the rifts torn into her New World legacy and punishing the adversaries intent on destroying her descendants. While she's focused on propping up her namesake tribe in New Mexico, unexpected distractions abound. The powerful fairy Lachlann Grant contends that she's the fated partner he's been waiting a thousand years for. Though he insists that their pairing is meant to right wrongs and balance them both, she's wary. She didn't claw her way back to the realm of the living to have her flame doused by yet another...

Waking up next to a stranger wearing a wedding ring was not on the itinerary. I came to Las Vegas for a quick girl's trip, but somehow ended up a married woman. What I thought would stay in Vegas followed me back to my small town of Sunrise Bay, Alaska. Of course, my new husband—MMA champion fighter, Logan Stone—couldn't find me alone at my house to tell me he wants to give our impromptu nuptials a shot. He has to tell me in front of my entire family and half the town. The two of us couldn't be more opposite, but he offers me a deal I can't refuse which involves me pretending we're happily married for three months. Yeah, a lot of things can change in that short amount of time, most importantly catching feelings for a man whose lifestyle I despise.

When fledgling bookseller Max Sayers agrees to host Snug Harbor, Maine's new mystery writers' group, she envisions filling Seaside Cottage Books with literary conversation, warm, fresh-baked cookies, and a community to support her assistant Bethany's mystery writing dream. But the group has barely begun its second meeting when local author Reginald Blakely accuses young Bethany of plagiarizing his novel. The next morning, Reginald turns up dead in the bookstore, a letter opener plunged into his chest and the store's antique inkwell smashed. When police learn that Reginald threatened Bethany just the night before, Max's beloved assistant rockets to the top of the suspect list. As Max struggles to clear Bethany's name, she discovers that some old roots in Snug Harbor run deeper—and are more twisted—than she ever dreamed possible. And the murder in the bookstore is eerily similar to an unsolved murder that happened almost 100 years ago. Can Max clear her...