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Maya Angelou’s unforgettable collection of poetry lends its name to the documentary film about her life, And Still I Rise, as seen on PBS’s American Masters. Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them...

As a newly minted junior professor, Daphne Ouverture spends her days giving lectures on French colonialism, writing her first academic book, and going on atrocious dates. Her small world suits her just fine. Until Sam Taylor dies. The rising star of Harrison University’s anthropology department was never one of Daphne’s favorites, despite his popularity. But that doesn’t prevent Sam’s killer from believing Daphne has something that belonged to Sam—something the killer will stop at nothing to get.

Imagine your best friend invites you on an all-expenses-paid trip. Luxury at its finest. A five-star resort, designer shopping sprees, fine dining, and balling out like there’s no tomorrow. She swears her new man is head over heels for her and doesn’t mind spending big. While she’s out on a date, you decide to unwind with a bubble bath. The warmth relaxes you, lulling you into comfort. You dip your head beneath the water, letting the silence consume you. But when you resurface, the silence is shattered. A man is standing there. Watching you. Before you can scream, darkness takes over.

She's a homie hopper. She's confused. She doesn't take accountability for anything. She's f*cking her way through all her brothers' friends. I've heard more than a few of those when people talk about me, and I have even felt the same way my damn self. I didn't know what I wanted. I mean, I knew what I wanted. I wanted marriage, love, and the commitment that I made to my husband—ex-husband. I've found myself confused after my divorce from Naheim. It would have been easier to stay and forgive him for something that broke me. It would have been easier for him to stay and forgive me.

He's always lived in the shadows of his older brothers, but that didn't stop him from making a name for himself. His witty charm was his secret weapon, and he used it at every angle. When he uses said charm on his brother's bar manager, Kasha, he had to put in overtime because she wasn't giving him the time of day.

My family was taken away from me. I was too young to know what went on, but now that I know, it's time to get it back in blood. Protecting my sister and my niece or nephew is more important than basketball. Making sure the man who was behind trying to end me is ended is more important. With mentors like Capone and Cappadonna behind me, I can't lose. My head is in the game. I'm focused, and I want revenge. I refuse to sit down until someone's blood is on my hands for taking Joie and our child away from me. I refuse to lose, and I'm making sure my family is protected by any means necessary.

Newlyweds Celestial and Roy are the embodiment of both the American Dream and the New South. He is a young executive, and she is an artist on the brink of an exciting career. But as they settle into the routine of their life together, they are ripped apart by circumstances neither could have imagined. Roy is arrested and sentenced to 12 years for a crime Celestial knows he didn't commit. Though fiercely independent, Celestial finds herself bereft and unmoored, taking comfort in Andre, her childhood friend, and best man at their wedding.

By day, Andre "Dre" Boudreaux is the poised and ruthless second-in-command of Boudreaux Enterprises, negotiating multi-million dollar construction deals with a cold, calculated charm. But by night, Dre becomes something else entirely—a shadow in the dark, a silent executioner tasked with eliminating threats to the family empire before they ever come to light. His latest assignment takes him deep into Milly Grove, a neighborhood buzzing with tension, secrets, and silent wars.

El misterio perfecto para la brillante y misteriosa Miss Marple. Son las siete de la mañana. Los Bantry se despiertan con una desagradable sorpresa: el cuerpo inerte de una joven mujer desconocida en su biblioteca. Lleva un vestido de noche y bastante maquillaje, que ahora embadurna sus mejillas. Pero, ¿quién es ella? ¿Cómo llegó allí? ¿Y cuál es la conexión con otra chica muerta, cuyos restos carbonizados más tarde se descubrió en una cantera abandonada?

Early in life, Ruth survived a series of devastating events: Her little brother died from a childhood illness, her mother died of grief, and then her father was shot by the police right in front of their home. In the years following her father's murder, Ruth pushes her past underground. She changes her name and moves to Kentucky, marries a man named Myron, and together they raise a kid. It's been two decades, and she is, by outside measures, living a good life―but why doesn't it feel good?

After her world is brutally destroyed, Anari becomes the epitome of a good-girl-turned-bad. Consumed with a desire for revenge, she and her best friend, Monica, enter a life of drugs, fast money, and betrayal - adopting the very lifestyle that pushed them into the game in the first place. Hiding their true identities, they quickly rise to the top of New Jersey's dope game. Using everyone who crosses their paths, nothing - not betrayal or addiction - will stop them from dispensing their street justice.

After the death of his parents, Lance Powell was left with his maternal grandmother, who he affectionately called "Lola." Lola showered her only child's only child with all the love she had. Young Lance was like a sponge. He applied every lesson to secure his future. He promised Lola at ten that once he was older, she would never work again. After graduation, he made that promise a reality by becoming a self-made billionaire.

The protagonist of Percival Everett's puckish new novel is a brilliant professor of mathematics who goes by Wala Kitu. (Wala, he explains, means "nothing" in Tagalog, and Kitu is Swahili for "nothing.") He is an expert on nothing. That is to say, he is an expert, and his area of study is nothing, and he does nothing about it.

Phileigh Read has spent her entire life playing it safe, until one slip up with a client leaves her pregnant and staring down single motherhood. Phileigh’s focus should be on protecting her peace, building her brand, and preparing for the arrival of her child. But one last night out leads her into the arms of Super Bowl MVP Kellon “KB” Barnes, and the rest is history.

February, 1841. It's Carnival season in New Orleans. Free man of color Benjamin January—a surgeon turned piano player, with a talent for attracting trouble—is playing at an opulent masked ball when, little to his surprise, a quarrel breaks out between two guests, and his services are requested at a duel. Young planter Bastien Damoreau has accused a recent arrival to town of passing himself off as white—an insult not to be borne.

Zeus, Chevy's right hand, has caused some riff within the crew. As he tries to regain control of his friendship with Chevy and his brother Dionysus, he learns that some deeper issues need to be addressed. With him being known for his grave decisions, Zeus is determined to prove he's different.

Devin "Smoke" Dillinger lives by a simple code—protect what's his at all costs. As the third oldest Dillinger and owner of a successful weapons distribution business, Smoke has a reputation that precedes him. He's a man of few attachments who prides himself on control, discipline, and keeping people at arm's length...until an unexpected visitor walks through his door.

Quattro splendidi racconti del pluripremiato autore Richard Larson vengono pubblicati per la prima volta in italiano insieme alla versione originale inglese: Fate la conoscenza de La ragazza fantasma e del suo guardiano artificiale in una discarica di Bujumbura. Festeggiate insieme a degli edonisti post-umani in “Facciamolo virale.” Scoprite cosa succede a un prodigio del basket quando si rifiuta di essere “Reticolato.” E guardate un ragazzo legarsi al fantasma digitale di suo nonno in “Il ritorno.”

Fifteen years have passed since Meekah of Zohar Pride took Nala away from me. My fated mate, my reason for breathing. The separation was necessary—she needed to learn control over her lion—but the loss has hollowed me. I've spent these years building my dream: House of Boker, the first truly diverse supernatural pack in Wintermoon's history. I've secured a position at the Academy, constructed a home worthy of my mate, and established myself as alpha. Everything is in place. Now it's time to bring Nala home where she belongs.

I always knew marriage for me would never be to a man of my choosing. As a young girl, I was all too aware of the power I wielded in a world where men were supposed to be the superior gender. To the underworld, I was just a mafia princess. To my family, I was an equal. To my soon-to-be husband? Well, that was yet to be determined. But I prayed Enzo Bianchi was ready for me because I was damn sure prepared for him.