Cognition Switch: An Artefact for the Transmission of New IdeasIssue #3: February 2019Featuring Ideas by: Anne Hilborn, Justin Tosi, Brandon Warmke, Daegan Miller, Samuel Levin, Sam Dresser, Kyle Arnold, Marc Lewis, Shaun Shelly, Omnia El Shakry, Richard Stevens, Skye Cleary, Thony Christie, Nancy Kwak, Jason Stahl, Claire Fuller, Nathan Schneider, and Stuart Clark

Hooking up with my ex in a restaurant bathroom wasn't on my single-mom bingo card. Neither was this growing baby bump nor having three men call me theirs.Cam King, my high school sweetheart . . . the one man I swore I'd never see again. He's back—hotter, bossier, and working for the very team that just hired my company. Which means I can't avoid him.And if that wasn't enough to mess me up . . . His younger brother ...

One wild night. Three dangerously off-limits men. And now? I'm staring at two pink lines . . .I came to Miami for a reset, not romance—just sunshine and baby cuddles with my best friend's twins.Not rooftop tequila with Rhett Collins, the tattooed defenseman who smolders like sin. Not stolen kisses with Hunter Grayson, the cocky hockey legend who makes chaos look sexy. And definitely not Landon Shaw—the team...

What do you do when the killers come out to play? When it's hunt or be hunted?You sharpen your knives and prepare to get bloody because nobody does it better than a woman scorned with something to prove.Welcome to the 23rd annual serial killer war games, where the adrenaline runs high, the blood is fresh, and the revenge is best served cold.Descending on the town of Blue Springs, Montana, twenty of the most cunning and skilled killers and assassins ...

They took her without warning. Now they need her more than ever.OliviaI was just trying to survive another shift at the hospital when my past caught up with me—hard. Abducted in the dead of night by mysterious operatives, I wake up light-years from Earth, imprisoned by the last thing I ever expected—cyborgs. But these aren't the mindless war machines I remember. They are evolving. And they are desperate.Aeo...

I don't dream. I don't desire. At least, I didn't . . . Until they brought her to me.She was human. Fragile. Flawed. And the key to stopping the virus eating my people alive. Dr. Alora Bridges wrote the neural systems that made us weapons. Now, that same code is unraveling us from the inside out. She says she wants nothing to do with us. Especially not with me.But she's here. In my lab. Under my protection. And the longer I watch her work, the ...

We were going out stealing horses. That was what he said, standing at the door to the cabin where I was spending the summer with my father. I was fifteen. It was 1948 and oneof the first days of July.Trond's friend Jon often appeared at his doorstep with an adventure in mind for the two of them. But this morning was different. What began as a joy ride on "borrowed" horses ends with Jon falling into a strange trance of grief. Trond soon learns what befell J...

I was fourteen and a half when the Germans came. On that 9th April we woke to the roar of aeroplanes swooping so low over the roofs of the town that we could see the black iron crosses painted on the underside of their wings when we leaned out of the windows and looked up.In this exquisite novel, readers will find the crystalline prose and depth of feeling they adored in Per Petterson's Out Stealing Horses, a literary sensation of 2007.A b...

**Sure, a car almost hit me . . . but that was nothing compared to falling into my rescuer's chiseled arms. And of course he's not just anybody. He's '**technically' **my new boss for the summer. And I'm '**technically' pregnant.After catching my ex cheating, I swapped snow for sunshine and took a job with the Miami Icemen. Their mascot, to be exact. Fresh start. Clean slate. Zero drama.But the universe ha...

One night I was never supposed to repeat . . . turned into a full-blown summer scandal. Now I'm pregnant with twins—and I've got three hockey heroes coaching me through Lamaze class.I'm here to save the paper I write for. The assignment: spend the summer with the Miami Icemen for a behind-the-scenes story.I can't blow this opportunity. I definitely can't sleep with any of the players. Again.But Beau—my inked-up one-night st...

I didn't ask for her. But the moment I had her in my arms, I knew I'd never let her go.Talia Reed was supposed to be a tactical asset—brilliant, unwilling, and utterly necessary to defend my cyborg colony. We brought her here because we had no choice. But from the second she looked at me with those fire-blue eyes, everything changed. She fought me. Challenged me. Matched me move for move.And I wanted her.More than logic, more than duty, mor...

Would you swipe right on a man whose last lovers sleep in coffins?Linda Loray said yes—until her late-night train deposits her in fog-choked Torburg, where her enigmatic match, Holt Carst, is missing and the only greeting is an open casket in a decaying hotel lobby.When midnight bells toll, corpse-white hands batter the doors: the League of Lazarus—undead aristocrats who rise nightly to claim a living bride...