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The Poe Killings: A string of homicides is mirroring the author's macabre stories. And Genevieve O'Brien's mother is next. Genevieve knows all about nightmares. She herself survived two months as a psychopath's prisoner. And now this new menace stalks the city.Spooked by the bizarre slayings, she turns to P.I. Joe Connolly, her past rescuer, friend and… hopefully something more, if he would just quit avoiding her. At first Joe isn't even sure there is a case. But the body count rises, and it's clear that a twisted killer is on the loose.Even more unsettling is the guidance he starts receiving from beyond the grave. People he knows to be dead are appearing, offering him clues and leads, and warning of some terrible danger ahead. But can even the spirits stay the hand of a madman bent on murder?

Gwynneth, the child of a promiscuous father, has vowed she will never become a slave to passion! But one hot night in the kingdom of Zuran has left her fevered and unsure: did she really share a night of unbridled lovemaking with a stranger from the desert? But Gwynneth doesn't realize she shared a bed with Sheikh Tariq bin Salud – and he is determined to claim her virginity…

Mr (Not Quite) PerfectJournalist Allegra Fielding needs to turn a normal man into Prince Charming for a story and she knows just the guy, her flatmate, Max. But Max refuses to be perfected and show Allegra that there’s nothing hotter than a man who’s a little rough around the edges…The Plus-One ArrangementEmma Burney might not have a man, but she has a very practical solution for that: the plus-one agreement. A guaranteed date for any occasion. The problem? Her date agreement is with gorgeous Dan Morgan and she’s been lusting after him for years…The Return of Mrs JonesSeeing his estranged wife, Lawrie, again on her thirtieth birthday intrigues Jonas Jones more than he’s prepared to admit. He hasn’t forgiven her, but he can’t say he’s forgotten her either. And while they may not be teenagers any more, there’s no denying the sparks that still fly…