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They say Leonie got into a man’s car. She was never seen again. It was the day before her fifteenth birthday. But what if she was never taken? What if the truth is right here, all along, in the house where we grew up? The house I’ve come back to, trying to piece the past together. A notification flashes on my phone. Photos on social media. I stare, chilled, at old pictures of my childhood home. Our front door, the gardens outside the window where I sit now. They’re tagged: #leonieshouse. A shiver of unease runs down my spine. Who knows?

They've been coming to Lake Timmeny in Vermont since they were babies. Now, Julia Crawford, David Dunne, and Erika Miller are returning for their annual summer getaway, a family tradition they've continued into adulthood. But for all its beauty, Lake Timmeny harbors a dark past. Two young women with no known connection to each other, aside from their shared vacation spot, vanished without a trace exactly thirty years apart.

Marguerite Gray is a lifestyle icon known for her garden parties, high-end business ventures, and being the muse behind the famous Serge Kuhnert painting, Marguerite by the Lake. Her presence is overpowering, her taste, legendary. For the last few years, Phoenix has been the gardener on the famed Rosecliff grounds, home of the Gray family: Marguerite and her husband Geoffrey. Phoenix came from humble beginnings, and now she works hard to craft the landscape that underpins Marguerite’s brand.

Seattle, 1984—while the city is gripped by the terror of the Green River Killer, young John is grappling with a horror that's far more personal. As adolescence falls upon John, so does the stark reality of his father's secret nocturnal life. The line between hunter and hunted begins to blur, and John's inner conflict intensifies. Threads of trust unravel, alliances form in unlikely places, and the chilling realization dawns that sometimes the most perilous beast lurks uncomfortably close to home.

When I first moved from Manhattan to this small town six years ago, I worried about many things. I worried about finding a job. I worried that I’d be bored. I worried that my relationship with charming photographer Ryan Breslow was moving too fast. But I never worried about whether the ground beneath my feet would crumble—both literally and figuratively. My marriage didn’t go as I’d imagined. A year ago, Ryan met his untimely death in a car accident that’s still under investigation.

I thought moving to this quiet cul-de-sac was the fresh start my husband and I needed, escaping the noise of our cramped flat in Hounslow. I left India and all that was familiar for a new life with him in England. But my husband works all hours, leaving me alone in a house that doesn’t feel like a home. Our neighbours notice the bruises on my arms. They draw the obvious conclusions. They seem kind, but they’re hiding something. I just can’t shake the feeling that someone is always watching me . . . waiting. My husband’s working late. Again. That’s when I see it.

Widowed genealogist Ellie McLellan has spent years healing her ravished heart by carefully constructing a new and quiet life away from the hungry glare of the paparazzi. She now fills her days with genealogical research for various clients, safe in the small town of Percyville, Quebec. Until her bid to save a child's life is caught on camera and ambitious tabloid reporter Diane Cooper recognizes her. Turns out Ellie is not safe at all. With Diane sniffing around for dirt and her "big break" story, Ellie learns a dark family secret with the power to destroy the only family she has left.

Haunted by a past trauma, Cathy yearns for sanctuary away from city life. She finds it with her boyfriend Alfie, at Blacksheep Farm, a haven in the Peaks of Derbyshire. But their peace is blighted by Bertha, the cold-hearted matriarch of Alfie’s family, who is hell-bent on keeping control of the farm—and her children. When a collection of hidden portraits is found by Alfie, Cathy is drawn to their mysterious beauty and embarks on a quest to return them to their owner. But her journey threatens to unearth long-buried secrets and tear her new life apart.

It's been weeks since a shocking event sent the Federal Agency into panic. FBI agent Olivia and Brock are left broken, fighting to overcome the grief. Amidst the agency's chaos, they find a welcoming distraction in the form of a family reunion. It's at a secluded lake house where Olivia would visit as a child with her family. The area is quiet, and the town locals are as friendly as they come. Her cousin Jean is hopeful that the weekend will bring some cheer that the couple desperately needs.

When Congressional staffer Ben Walsh receives this cryptic text from his wife he initially doesn’t think much of it. But while waiting to hear from her again, Ben discovers that the text came an hour before a shooting that occurred along her daily running route. Veronica won’t pick up her phone, and when she doesn’t return home, he knows she is somehow involved. If she isn’t one of the victims, then where is she, and what did she know? While Ben searches for his wife, he stumbles upon another violent death, with clear connections to the shooting.

As the tears roll down my cheeks, I’m shaking as I stare at the faded newspaper photograph of my beloved father. In one moment, my world has been turned upside down. I’m already exhausted by grief, I’m not thinking straight, shattered by his death. But finding this old photograph could change everything I thought I knew about who I am… A shiver runs through me as the idea that my life is not what it seems begins to take hold. My younger sisters are so different to me, so calm and perfect. I’ve never fitted into this family; I’ve never belonged.

Je suis dans cette chapelle, avec ma femme et mes deux enfants, je regarde le prêtre faire son sermon, mais aucun son ne me parvient. Je m'appelle Josey Kowalsky et en me regardant observer les cercueils de ma femme et de ma fille, mon père comprend. Il comprend que là, au milieu de cette chapelle, son fils est mort. Il vient d'assister, impuissant, à la naissance d'un prédateur. Prix Plume d'Or 2015 Plume Libre Catégorie La Nouvelle Plume.

Rachel wakes from a coma to discover her controlling husband has been killed, and the police suspect her of involvement. But all Rachel can recall from the last few weeks are tantalising flashes of a fellow commuter. A man whose name she doesn't know. A man who has disappeared without a trace. Now Rachel is a wealthy widow and the vultures are circling, wanting her in prison for murder, or failing that ... dead. Can Rachel discover the truth in time to save herself?

One tropical island. Four couples. They believe they’re on a TV show to save their marriages. But the people behind the cameras know all their secrets. They’re going to be revealed, one by one. Because everyone has something to hide…

Die verloren geglaubte Tochter ist zurück. Doch wer ist sie wirklich? Als die dreijährige Sara verschwindet, wird die Familie Turner im Schmerz auseinandergerissen. Noch Jahre später zucken sie bei jedem Klopfen an der Türe zusammen, in der Hoffnung es könnte Sara sein. Eines Tages werden sie in einem Café von einem Mädchen angesprochen, die behauptet Sara zu sein. Die großen grünen Augen, das glatte Haar - es könnte tatsächlich stimmen, dass vor ihnen die vermisste Tochter steht. Aber wo war sie all die Jahre und warum kam sie nicht früher zurück?

When Demi Rao, a young woman, is at her wits' end and on the run from escaping her captor, she comes across an employment ad from the Ivory family, looking for someone to help maintain their elaborate estate. Although the ad is strange with meticulous directions to wear all white, no makeup, and speak quietly, Demi applies. With no choices, Demi gets and accepts the job, and when she does, she quickly realizes she's not there to clean; she's there for a purpose.

I have my dream job. With a nightmare boss. At first, Nicole Barret seemed to be the perfect boss. I was dead wrong. It gets worse when I find out my husband knows her all too well. She's his ex-fiancé. She won’t let me quit without destroying my career and my marriage. It wasn’t a coincidence that she hired me. It won’t be a coincidence if I disappear.

Dans Le pire de nous, les architectes et nouveaux mariés Timo et Nia fuient la scène d’un meurtre, déclenchant ainsi une réaction en chaîne de mensonges et de traîtrises qui menacent d’anéantir tout ce qu’ils ont construit ensemble.

Sophia, Safa, Ella, Ajola and Caoimhe have been friends since school. They are difficult, unlikeable women; funny, sharp and clever ones – the sort that would have probably ended up burned at the stake a few hundred years ago. When one of them is about to be framed for murder, they inextricably bind their fates together via some bin bags, a spade and a promise never to tell. They decide to separate to ensure the safety of their secret, leaving each of them to navigate the daily challenges of womanhood alone.

I look at where the woman was sitting. There’s a scrap of paper tucked into the gap between the seats. With shaking hands, I pick it up. The note reads: Help me. At first glance, the couple on the train look normal. She’s dressed smartly, a floral patterned bag on her lap. But her hands are clenched, her fingers white. The man with her has his arm looped through hers, but not in a comforting way. He’s holding her too tightly.