Lord of the Flies meets Never Let Me Go in this “moving and totally involving” (Stephen King) dystopian thriller from the internationally best-selling author of Behind Her Eyes Toby’s life was perfectly normal . . . until it was unraveled by something as simple as a blood test. Taken from his family, Toby now lives in the Death House; an out-of-time existence far from the modern world, where he, and the others who live there, are studied by Matron and her team of nurses. They’re looking for any sign of sickness. Any sign of their wards changing. Any sign that it’s time to take them to the sanatorium. No one returns from the sanatorium. Living in his memories of the past, Toby spends his days fighting his fear. But then a new arrival in the house shatters the fragile peace, and everything changes. Because everybody dies. It’s how you choose to live that counts.

Sister Fidelma returns in the thirty-second Celtic mystery by Peter Tremayne. Ireland. AD 672. The Feast of Beltaine is approaching and the seven senior princes of the kingdom of Muman are gathering at Cashel to discuss King Colgu's policies. Just days before the council meets, Brother Conchobhar, the keeper of the sacred sword, is found murdered. Sister Fidelma and her brother Colgú fear that the killer had been trying to steal the sword that symbolises the King's authority to rule. And as rumours begin to spread of an attempt to overthrow Colgú, news reaches Cashel that a plague ship has landed at a nearby port, bringing the deadly pestilence to its shores. Amid fear and panic, Fidelma, Eadulf and Enda must work together to catch a killer as the death toll starts to mount . . .

In this almost documentary account of his own experiences of penal servitude in Serbia, Dostoevsky describes the physical and mental suffering of the convicts, the squalor and the degradation, in relentless detail. The inticate procedure whereby the men strip for the bath without removing their ten-pound leg-fetters is an extraordinary tour de force, compared by Turgenev to passages from Dante's Inferno. Terror and resignation - the rampages of a pyschopath, the brief serence interlude of Christmas Day - are evoked by Dostoevsky, writing several years after his release, with a strikingly uncharacteristic detachment. For this reason, House of the Dead is certainly the least Dostoevskian of his works, yet, paradoxically, it ranks among his great masterpieces.

*The basis for the wonderfully funny and moving TV series developed by Amy Poehler and Scout Productions* A charming, practical, and unsentimental approach to putting a home in order while reflecting on the tiny joys that make up a long life. In Sweden there is a kind of decluttering called döstädning, dö meaning “death” and städning meaning “cleaning.” This surprising and invigorating process of clearing out unnecessary belongings can be undertaken at any age or life stage but should be done sooner than later, before others have to do it for you. In The Gentle Art of Swedish Death Cleaning, artist Margareta Magnusson, with Scandinavian humor and wisdom, instructs readers to embrace minimalism. Her radical and joyous method for putting things in order helps families broach sensitive conversations, and makes the process uplifting rather than overwhelming. Margareta suggests which possessions you can easily get rid of (unworn clothes, unwanted presents, more plates than you’d ever use) and which you might want to keep (photographs, love letters, a few of your children’s art projects). Digging into her late husband’s tool shed, and her own secret drawer of vices, Margareta introduces an element of fun to a potentially daunting task. Along the way readers get a glimpse into her life in Sweden, and also become more comfortable with the idea of letting go.

When Lila Fowler meets a dashing young medical student, she thinks she's found Mr. Right. But he's only after her money--and he'll do anything to get his hands on it. He plays with Lila's head, convincing her she needs psychological help--but he's the one with a twisted mind. Now Lila's on the brink of destruction. Will she turn in her fur coat for a straightjacket?

A would-be spinster. A dashing stranger. And a secret that will bind them forever... Joy Horton is comfortable and content in her job as village seamstress. She lives a simple life with her family and is determined never to marry, for fear of passing on her strange handicap to any offspring. When the brash and impulsive Arthur Marco steps into her little shop for a repair, he immediately brings color and chaos into Joy's ordered life. Their exchanges are spirited and flirtatious, but while Joy hasn't changed her mind about marriage, Arthur is certain she will bring him happiness. Arthur has already lived a life of sorrow. After all, he's already buried a wife under what some consider to be suspicious circumstances. But after so much misery, doesn't a man deserve to be happy? As Arthur's past comes to light, Joy realizes a union could spell disaster for them both. Are his intentions as simple as they seem? Or is Joy unwittingly playing a part in a more sinister plan? It seems Arthur will do anything to keep Joy away from his family's legacy of death. Anything but stay away from her. The House That Death Built is a thrilling fantasy-romance novel that will have readers turning pages at a breathless pace. SCROLL UP AND GRAB YOUR COPY TODAY!