Facing your fears can be difficult, especially starting a new school. Harper the bunny feels very nervous not knowing what to expect, but soon learns kindness and understanding can be found in new friends.

Finally, for alternaparents everywhere, the baby-naming book that will ensure that your baby has the coolest, most unique name on the playground. Ashley and Jaden? Over. Atari, Bedford, Sailor, Puma? Oh-so-in. Indie-leaning alternaparents of every kind, from geeks to Goths, are all grown up and procreating, and they want names that reflect the individuality they pride themselves on. Hello, My Name Is Pabst shows them how to put their stamp on baby-naming, injecting fun into what can be an otherwise contentious process. Names are thematically arranged into lists including "Names You Can Drink at the Bar" (Jager, Hennessey), "Names That Fit Into Skinny Jeans" (Vette, Plank), "Vegan and Gluten-Free Names" (Miso, Quinoa), and "Names to CTRL+C and CTRL+V" (Adobe, Helvetica). Also included are "tipsters" for sparking naming creativity, such as opening a box of crayons or scanning the credits of a foreign film. Pabst presents a whole new approach to baby-naming for a whole new generation of parents who want names that look good on a tote bag and kick ass at the playground.

San Diego Detective Leonard Diggs and his dimwitted partner John Stall crack the case of a lifetime. While Stall’s career takes on an unfathomable trajectory, Diggs is pulled deeper into the mystery that has consumed his life: The brutal cold-case murder of his mother. An out of the blue telephone call from Diggs’ long estranged sister offers potential leads and perhaps a happy reunion, but Diggs’ sister is an enigma and locating her is tangled with criminal impropriety. Regrettable choices and a decades old murder snake through innate sibling loyalty, leading Diggs to an unforeseen destiny. “Botz’s complex plot is brimming with action and intrigue…” – Kirkus Reviews

Shampoo meets You'll Never Eat Lunch In This Town Again in a rollicking and riveting memoir from the woman who for decades styled Hollywood's most celebrated players. I was living a hairdresser’s dream. I was making my mark in this all-male field. My appointment book was filled with more and more celebrities. And I was becoming competition for my heroes... Behind the scenes of every Hollywood photo shoot, TV appearance, and party in the ’60s, ’70s, and ’80s, there was Carrie White. As the “First Lady of Hairdressing,” Carrie collaborated with Richard Avedon on shoots for Vogue, partied with Jim Morrison, gave Sharon Tate her California signature style, and got high with Jimi Hendrix. She has counted Jennifer Jones, Betsy Bloomingdale, Elizabeth Taylor, Goldie Hawn, and Camille Cosby among her favorite clients. But behind the glamorous facade, Carrie’s world was in perpetual disarray and always had been. After her father abandoned the family when she was still a child, she was sexually abused by her domineering stepfather, and her alcoholic mother was unstable and unreliable. Carrie was sipping cocktails before her tenth birthday, and had had five children and three husbands before her twenty-eighth. She fueled the frenetic pace of her professional life with a steady diet of champagne and vodka, diet pills, cocaine, and heroin, until she eventually lost her home, her car, her career—and nearly her children. But she battled her way back, getting sober, rebuilding her relationships and her reputation as a hairdresser, and the name Carrie White was back on the door of one of Beverly Hills’s most respected salons. An unflinching portrayal of addiction and recovery, Upper Cut proves that even in Hollywood, sometimes you have to fight for a happy ending.

An ancient vampire For nearly two thousand years, Roman has waited for fate to bring him his mate. After he’s finally given up, she enters his life at the worst possible moment. The demon living inside him threatens to surface, and if he can’t keep it at bay, it may destroy everything in his path. Including her. A fae princess When a tragic accident causes Harper to gain a strange ability, she assumes her life can’t possibly get any worse. A camping trip is supposed to help the EMT clear her mind, instead it sends her into another reality where in a single day, she learns that vampires and fae are real. To make matters worse, her real father stakes his claim. Destiny has chosen Harper walks a thin line between what she once thought to be absolute and her new reality. One wrong step could destroy those she holds dear and ignite an age-old war. Roman falls under a powerful spell, and the one who wields the magic wants the demon inside him to kill his mate. Fate may have decided the two belonged together, but it never promised for how long. READ THE WHOLE SERIES Prequel: Of Blood And War Book 1: The Vampire’s Curse Book 2: The Vampire’s Fae Book 3: The Vampire Prince Book 4: The Fae King Keywords: fantasy romance, fantasy, hot burn romance, paranormal romance, PNR, steamy romance, hot, alpha hero, first in series, vampire romance, alpha paranormal, steamy vampire romance, vampire romance books for adults, dark vampire romance, second chance romance, tarot cards, fae series, vampire series, magic, fae romance novels, fae fantasy series, dark fae, fantasy romance books for women, fantasy romance novels, fantasy romance series,

Shock jock extraordinaire Wendy Williams lets loose with the first in a series of novels based on her alter ego, the divalicious radio DJ Ritz Harper. Ritz puts the s in shock and the g in gossip, and Drama is her middle name. Ritz is a suburban girl on the outside, but inside she’s a hustler’s hustler who’s masterfully maneuvered her way into the spotlight after ruining the career of a well-respected newswoman (and former college friend). Ritz’s “exclusive” rockets her to the top of the ratings, and she’s rewarded with her very own show. Like a talking Venus flytrap, she verbally seduces her on-air guests, only to have them for lunch as she spews gossip about their lives. Ritz becomes the darling of the station’s afternoon slot. But when Ritz goes from drive-time diva to drive-by victim, all she can think as she struggles to maintain consciousness is “Who did this to me?" Has Ritz bad-mouthed the wrong person? Has her signature cat-and-mouse “bomb drop” been dropped on her instead? Readers will salivate as they try to figure out where the fictional Ritz ends and the real-life Wendy begins.