Veterinarian and amateur sleuth Jessica Popper joins the cast of a theatrical production to uncover the killer of the Long Island playwright responsible for the play.
My friends have convinced me. No more hockey players. With a dad who is the Head Coach for the Minnesota Sleet, it seemed like an easy decision. My friends have also convinced me that the best way to boost my fragile self-esteem is through a one-night-stand. A dating App. A hotel bar. A sexy-as-hell man, who's sweet, and funny, and did I mention, sexy-as-hell... I fortified my courage and invited myself up to his room. Assumptions. There's a rule about them. I assumed he was passing through town. I assumed he was a businessman, or maybe an investor, or accountant, or literally anything other than a professional hockey player. I assumed I'd never see him again. I assumed wrong.
Mother freaking hockey players. My friends found their happily-ever-afters with a couple of sweet, doting, over-the-top, in-love athletes. They got nicknames like Kitten and Sugar. But me? I got stuck with a dickhead who riles me up on purpose and calls me Banshee. Yeah, he might have a voice made specifically for wet dreams. And he might have a body and face carved by the gods. And he might have a level of Alpha-hole that gets me all hot and bothered. But when he presses my buttons, he presses ALL my buttons. And I'm not the type of girl who takes things sitting down. And I only got caught on my knees that one time. In the museum. But when my decisions gets one of my friends hurt... I can't stop blaming myself. And him. Except he can't take a hint. And I can't keep my panties on.
He bought me along with a hotel. When I took a job at The Milano, it was out of desperation. My waitress outfit was so tiny it barely covered my curves. But the tips started rolling in, so I let out a sigh of relief. Until Grayson Channing. Mr. Channing owns the hotel. He’s a billionaire with everything. And what the billionaire wants, he gets. Because Gray needs a fake wife. To cut a business deal, he needs a curvy, innocent girl on his arm to parade around. But this marriage is fake. It’s not real. It’s in an illusion, nothing more. But now when Mr. Channing says, “Here Kitty, Kitty, come to Daddy …” Guess who comes crawling? ME.
What if Wonderland was in peril and Alice was very, very late? Alice is different than other eighteen-year-old ladies in Kexford, which is perfectly fine with her. She'd rather spend golden afternoons with her trusty camera or in her aunt Vivian's lively salon, ignoring her sister's wishes that she stop all that "nonsense" and become a "respectable" member of society. Alice is happy to meander to Miss. Yao's teashop or to visit the children playing in the Square. She's also interested in learning more about the young lawyer she met there, but just because she's curious, of course, not because he was sweet and charming. But when Alice develops photographs she has recently taken about town, familiar faces of old suddenly appear in the place of her actual subjects-the Queen of Hearts, the Mad Hatter, the Caterpillar. There's something eerily off about them, even for Wonderland creatures. And as Alice develops a self-portrait, she finds the most disturbing image of all-a badly-injured dark-haired girl asking for Alice's help. Mary Ann. Returning to the place of nonsense from her childhood, Alice finds herself on a mission to stop the Queen of Hearts' tyrannical rule and to find her place in both worlds. But will she able to do so . . . before the End of Time?
I'm so sick of watching the world spin by. Of letting people think I'm plain and boring, too afraid to just be myself. Then I see him. John. He's strength and fury and unapologetic. He's everything I want. And everything I wish I was. He won't want me, but that doesn't matter. The sight of him is all the inspiration I need to finally shatter this glass house I've built around myself. Only he does want me. And when our worlds collide, details we can't see become entwined, twisting together, trapping us in an invisible trap. But when it all goes wrong, I don't know if I'll be able to break free of the chains binding us, or if I'll suffocate in the process.
In this third book of the acclaimed series, Percy and his friends are escorting two new half-bloods safely to camp when they are intercepted by a manticore and learn that the goddess Artemis has been kidnapped.
Watch the world transform when spring comes! SLJ writes, ''A must-have, joyful seasonal title for the youngest listeners.'' (starred review) Booklist writes ''Lyrical and elegant..'' (starred review) Horn writes ''joyful reflection'' (starred review)