4-Sided Love Triangle Michelle Hetzel, Keary Renner, and Devon Guzman were three high school girls who shared a secret: their lesbian desires. After high school, Michelle married Brandon Bloss, 25, while Keary and Devon lived together. Michelle used her husband's credit card to finance a trip for herself and Devon to the island of St. Croix, where they were secretly wed. Back home in Easton, Pennsylvania, on a night in June 2000, Devon broke up with Michelle, and a series of violent quarrels ensued among the foursome. The next day, Devon was found dead in her car. Geometry Of Murder Devon's death was murder made to look like suicide. Her throat had been cut clear through to the spine. Who was the killer? Keary Renner had been physically abusive to Devon in their relationship. Michelle was furious at being rejected by Devon. And Brandon Bloss wanted his wife to stay faithful to him. Forensic evidence indicated that Brandon and Michelle were the culprits. A jury agreed, sentencing them both to life prison terms. Here is a searing true account of secret lives, lethal passions--and savage murder. Includes 16 pages of shocking photos. John Kearney has been an award-winning newspaper and science writer for fifteen years and served for three years as a writer and editor for Diagnostics Intelligence, a scientific publication on blood and DNA testing. He lives in New Jersey.

While working on a project translating letters from sixteenth-century Prague, high school senior Nora Kane discovers her best friend murdered with her boyfriend the apparent killer and is caught up in a dangerous web of secret societies and shadowy conspirators, all searching for a mysterious ancient device purported to allow direct communication with God.

The Just-Right Shade of Grace Hmmm….Kissable Kiwi or Fire Engine Red? To hold your child tight like you desperately want to, or let him go like he needs? Every woman grapples with such life issues and intangibles as faith, mercy, grace, and hope…but few have the ability to dress theology in blue jeans and flip-flops like Nancy Kennedy. A compilation of witty weekly columns written by Nancy for the Citrus County Chronicle in Florida, Lipstick Grace contains many musings–not all of which wrap up in nice, neat packages (because the important things in life rarely do!). In this reflective collection, you’ll find the sufficiency of God holding you steady. It’s big enough for all of you: your greatest fears, your deepest doubts, and your bathroom drawer full of all the wrong shades of lipstick.

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Life is not always as it appears, and Jordan Maxwell discovers that the truth doesn’t always matter. When a beloved rock ‘n’ roll legend is found dead in his apartment, she is charged with his murder. With her fingerprints lifted from the knife embedded in his chest, her lipstick discovered on his lips, and her clothes covered in his blood, the district attorney figures it’s a case of a lovers’ spat gone deadly. To him, a guilty verdict is a slam dunk. To make matters worse, when the court of public opinion weighs in, Jordan finds herself catapulted from relative obscurity to the most hated woman in America. Having once loved Jordan enough to ask her to marry him, Reed Carrington still cares enough about her to want to keep her from going to prison, and he knows he’s her best chance. When he offers to represent her, Jordan knows it’s an offer she can’t refuse despite the five years of estrangement between them. He’s the most sought-after criminal defense attorney in New York, and his reputation is well-earned. Reed and Jordan both agree that it is crucial to Jordan’s defense that they find the murderer. They didn’t count on dealing with powerful, lingering feelings while navigating the threat to Jordan’s safety and sifting through the increasing pool of suspects. Both tasks feel more daunting than ever when they discover the murderer isn’t finished.

Ever been almost-beheaded by a snow-plow? Turned into an undead by a homeless vampire? Cheated and betrayed by your lying sack of s**t husband? Welcome to my life… or, more correctly, my crazy after-life. To everyone behind the gates of our wealthy community in Charming, Mississippi, my husband and I were the Joneses everyone tried to keep up with. A beautiful house, the perfect gated community, two gorgeous kids, and a supposedly flawless marriage. Until I came home and caught him rolling around in our bed, hip-deep in my best friend. Which led to the aforementioned snow plow incident. I woke up with a fear of the sun and a propensity for drinking blood. Or in laymen’s terms, a vampire. I thought vampires were supposed to be hot and irresistible. But my Maker smells like he just stepped out of a sewer and he has the appeal of a turd in a punch bowl. But you know how life is as one of the Joneses...gotta keep up. Keep up appearances, that is. I’ve swapped my Triple, Venti, Sugar-Free, Non-Fat Caramel Macchiato for a stainless steel rambler that keeps my O-Negative at the perfect room temperature. I can still manage the carpool lane, with the right sunglasses to hide my crazy eyes. But between daytime soccer games, a missing college student who might have been a vampire kill, trying not to drain my soon-to-be-ex-husband, and keeping my neighbors in the dark, I’m shaking in my Jimmy Choos. I'm not sure I can do this. My name is Rachel Jones, and I’m the vampire housewife Keywords: Charlaine Harris, Karen Marie Moning, Nora Roberts, JR Ward, Deanna Chase, Donna Grant, Nalini Singh, Deborah Harkness, Yasmine Galenorn, Heather Long, Gina Showalter, Larissa Ione, Patricia Biggs, Rebecca Zanetti, Faith Hunter, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Lynsay Sands, Ilona Andrews, Sarah J Maas