James Parson has a problem. His military dad is going to yank him out of his expensive boarding school if James doesn’t prove he’s no longer hooking up, pulling pranks, and charming his way out of consequences. What better way to show he’s now responsible than becoming the committed boyfriend of a U.S. diplomat’s daughter?Level-headed, book-smart Edelweiss may have traveled the world thanks to her dad’s job, but when it comes to friends and boys, she knows exactly nothing. Newly en...

Reviving the Victorian tradition of telling ghost stories on Christmas Eve, Christmas Ghost Stories gathers spine-chilling classics from Dickens, Gaskell, James, and more, for some late-night Christmas reading.‘Oh, it is a stirring night in Ghostland, the night of December the twenty-fourth!’ —Jerome K. Jerome, 1891Boasting some of the finest supernatural tales ever written these Christmas ghost stories summon spirits from the Victorian hearthside ...

A gripping collection of eight dramas and readings featuring elaborate thefts, confidence tricks and impossible missions, including the infamous Hatton Garden heistMountain of Light by Simon Bovey: It’s 1851 and London buzzes with the wonders at The Great Exhibition. To housebreaker John Rayverne, it's harvest time as fine houses stand empty while the occupants attend the spectacle. But his activities have come to the notice of a Governor of the Ba...

An ex is an ex for a reasonTo Rebecca Winters, it’s not just a saying or the title to a catchy tune, it’s a rule she staunchly lives by. Especially since the break up with her ex. What’s the point in trying to fix the “unfixable”? Besides, only a girl hell-bent on more heartbreak would go back to the guy who bailed on her when she needed him most. But saying no to Scott is becoming more difficult than surviving the breakup itself. And unfortunately for her...

The best way to ruin a perfectly wonderful friendship?Have sex with your BFF.A mistake.That's what Troy calls what was easily the single best sexual experience of my life. He claims our "slip" was due to too much alcohol. I respond the only way I know how, which is to bury the entire experience under a six-foot mound of denial and regret. Lesson learned.When I'm finally in an emotional place where I can move on with...

Sometimes at night, I wake up and stare at the heart for hours. I think of how I collected each piece from the beach, how I glued it all together into one big sculpture. I wonder if Connor realizes what it means, that he'll always have a piece of me no matter what happens. Each piece of glass is another piece of myself that I gave to him. It's too bad I didn't keep any pieces for myself. At the beginning of senior year, Ann was a smiling, straight-A student and track star with friends and ...