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Wenn Sie ein Fan von Shirley Jacksons „The Lottery“ oder Roald Dahls Kurzgeschichten sind, werden Sie diese beunruhigenden Geschichten mit einer unerwarteten Wendung lieben. Leichter Horror trifft auf psychologische Spannung in diesen köstlichen mundgerechten Geschichten.Sind Sie bereit, die ganze Nacht mit dem Bestsellerautor von USA Today, JT Lawrence, wach zu bleiben? FluchtEin selbstmörderisches Baby weiß, dass es ins falsche Leben geboren wurde. Er muss kreativ werden, um den Fehler zu korrigieren, sehr zum Entsetzen seiner Mutter.

This gorgeous Christmas gift of a collection brings together 13 of the best-selling, award-winning and exciting debut authors: Abiola Bello, Annabelle Sami, Benjamin Dean, E.L. Norry, Elle McNicoll, Dominique Valente, Joanna Williams, Maisie Chan, Nizrana Farook, Patrice Lawrence, Roopa Farooki, Serena Patel and Sharna Jackson. Join them as part of the Very Merry Murder Club as they lead you on a snow-covered wintery journey of Christmassy crimes, festive foul play and murderously magnificent mysteries!

Spell-slinger. Vampire-slayer. Magical albino ferret-rescuer. Meet Jacqueline Denna Knight, the best wizard detective in the city. Jax turns vampires to ash and pain into magic. She also has a knack for finding things. So, when a distraught - and obscenely wealthy - elf calls Jax at midnight to hire her for an intriguing job, she grabs the opportunity with both hands.

It'll take more than a lie to keep Kirsten safe. A creative assassin. A hit list hidden in a Doomsday seed vault. A woman with an unusual gift who has to untangle the conspiracy...before it kills her. When Kirsten digs into her mother’s past she discovers a shocking betrayal that derails her life. Will she uncover the mystery before the hitman finds her?

If you're a fan of Roald Dahl or Gillian Flynn you'll love these unsettling stories with a twist in the tale. Are you ready to stay up all night with USA Today best-selling author JT Lawrence? Click now to start listening.

Jax is the only girl wizard in the Copperfield Institute, a magic academy. Will she ever fit in? And with the kind of sharp wit and potent power she possesses, does she even want to? Jax has a troubled past and an uncertain future. The rotten witch coven at the Copperfield Institute won’t let her forget it. Isadora Crowe - spiteful, smug Izzy - in particular, is making her life hell.

Why would a butler gatecrash a wizard funeral? It sounds like the first line of a joke, but what Jax sees when she gets to Abarim Manor is as serious as a heart attack. The butler’s employer, old wizard Blimaex Abarim, is being slowly tortured to death by contagious black magic, and she needs to stop the person responsible.

Is there ever a good time to face an old enemy? Everyone knows that witches have a flair for melodrama, and Jax has enough to deal with, without babysitting her old arch-rival, Isadora Crowe. But when the StarDust Coven bodies start showing up, Jax begins to believe that the High Priestess’s jeopardy is real. To add to the detective wizard’s unease, the band of Hammerskins are becoming more ruthless by the day. It’s just a matter of time before they seize power and raze the Realm.

Will there be light at the end of the birth canal? Does the word endometriosis make you want to stick a fork in your eye? No? Then perhaps this book isn’t for you. It’s funny, and (sometimes alarmingly) frank. It contains an impressive array of synonyms for "vagina", and it’s certainly NSFW.

Diverse, dark-humored, and deliciously bite-size, JT Lawrence doesn't disappoint with this brand-new collection of unsettling short stories. Perfect for fans of Gillian Flynn and Roald Dahl, these stories are guaranteed to get under your skin.

It seems like everything and everyone is out to keep Jax from stopping the vamps before they can bring about the New Dawn Throne. As the veil between the mundane and the magical continues to unravel, she'll discover just how many friends she truly has.

An ancient prophecy is on the brink of coming true. Jax has to make a bold move to stop the cruel Silvano clan from destroying everything and everyone she’s ever loved. The problem is, in Jax’s world, nothing is ever what it seems. This is a breakneck-paced mix of urban fantasy, irreverent humor, and detective noir.

Diverse, dark-humored, and deliciously bite-sized: JT Lawrence doesn't disappoint with this brand-new collection of unsettling short stories.

Daiki finds a flash drive in his office, which leads him to a truth he is not ready to hear.

“There’s the drive back home, invariably in the dark. Not safe.” “She has plenty of space. We could have just stayed over.” Linda shook her head. “No. Not allowed. Against the rules.” “What do you mean?” Andrew took off his glasses and frowned at her. “Hodgey was always begging us to stay the night. I’ve never understood - " Linda drummed her fingers on her knees.“It’s just a thing, okay? An agreement.” Andrew’s furrows deepened. “Between you and Hodge?” “Between Peter and I. We sibling-swore.”

A man knows he deserves to be haunted for what he has done; he just didn't expect it to happen this way.

We pulled into a makeshift parking lot in the middle of a huge herd of sheep. There were two or three cars, but not a cave or another person in sight. We watched the sheep for a while, not sure what to do, when we saw people walk past us, making their way up the hill. That’s when we realized that we would be working hard for our little bit of fertility magic: We had to hike to get to the cave.

The priest turned his back on the old man so he wouldn’t notice if his fingers shook while pouring. He would have poured himself a drink before the impromptu meeting, to steady his nerves, but he knew he’d be driving that night, so he had reluctantly abstained. When he sat down, a sigh escaped the priest’s lips. “I assume you know why I asked to see you,” said the bishop, his long wiry eyebrows knitting in an accusing way. His raptorial eyes were unblinking. “Yes, Your Excellency,” Father Sanderson said. “It is unfortunate”.

They stride over the broken paving of the sidewalk, stepping over tree roots and potholes. Susman trips over the nub of a tree stump, and De Villiers catches her hand without thinking. She regains her balance and snatches it back. “Sorry,” he says. She thanks him in an annoyed way, and plunges her hands back into her pockets and they keep walking.

By the time I realized I’d missed a couple of periods and my breasts were tender, it was too late. The black dread bloomed in my stomach, eroding my appetite and my sleep. I thought about killing myself. If I killed myself, no one would find out what had happened. If I took my life, I wouldn't have to harbor the parasite growing inside my body. The only thing that stopped me from slitting my wrists was the knowledge that my mom and dad would be prosecuted. The State didn’t take kindly to people committing suicide.