224 pp. Pub: 9/95. *****Angel is fed up with living in a haunted house. The resident ghost, infuriating and good-looking, BJ, has not grown less iritating with time. He criticizes Angel's boyfriends, reads her diary, and likes her best friend. But as Angel digs into the past and discovers the truth about BJ's death in 1959, she realizes that she misunderstood BJ, and that only she can help him find peace.
There is a killer in New York City. He's targeting ballerinas. Why? How does he manage to hide himself for nearly a year? He remembered them all vividly. Delicious Lisa had happened by accident. But Elizabeth...she had stopped by for coffee. He left her body in the fountain at Lincoln Center. He scratched his head. No, that was wrong. Elizabeth had been found in the middle of Washington Square Park in a lawn leaf bag. Ah, then there was Nicole. Nicki. With her jet black hair and violet tinged eyes. She had whispered she loved him right before he strangled her. He smiled. Only Heather Cooper had ruined it. Charlotte Greene in June had been the best. Even better than Lisa. Because she had the same name as Mama. Mama. Suddenly he looked around. His daydreams had to be over. For a year he had worked alone. Now he would have his Mama back. He wouldn't need his girls anymore.
Kimber Klein has left the modeling world behind. She’s sick of the constant pressure to be perfect and ready to live her life without watching every little thing she eats. She’s also really happy to finally spend some time getting to know herself and the two sisters she never met until recently. Life is good ... mostly. Kimber can’t stop worrying about a stalker she’s hoping she left behind in New York City. She doesn’t think he’s found her in Bridgeport, until one day she leaves her volunteer job at the elementary school library to find two of her tires slashed. Has her old life come back to haunt her in Ohio? Gunnar Law is satisfied with his life as a single dad. He’s still getting to know his son, Jeremy, since he’s only been fostering the teen for a short while. While parenting someone you only just met can be a little awkward, Gunnar loves Jeremy and plans to adopt him as soon as they can get the paperwork through. Life is pretty simple, and he likes it that way. Then one afternoon, he and Jeremy stop to help a distraught—and extremely beautiful—woman who had her tires slashed in the school parking lot. And suddenly life doesn’t seem quite so simple anymore. In this final chapter of the Dance with Me series, Shelley Shepard Gray leads us back to Bridgeport, Ohio, where family comes in all shapes and sizes, everyone deserves a second chance, and falling in love happens when you least expect it.
"A history of the Shag, South Carolina's state dance, and of the Society of Stranders, an organization of dance clubs devoted to the Shag and its culture"--
Enjoy this traditional, kisses-only Regency romance series starter from national bestselling historical romance author Cora Lee... A pretend courtship and private dancing lessons allow two old friends to consider their future together. Who will confess their growing love first? Mr. Benedict Grey is the only heir to a long-standing title, and he knows his duty: find a suitable girl, get married, secure the succession beyond himself. But if a gentleman could be called a wallflower, Benedict would fit the description perfectly. And for the past six years, he’s been out of Society more than he’s been in it. How will he find a woman to wed and bed when he can barely converse with the ladies of the ton? Lady Honoria Maitland has promised her dying father that, before he breathes his last, she would find a husband to take care of her. But she wants a gentleman that loves her, not her dowry or her name. When she reunites with her old friend Benedict, she proposes a plan that will help them both: a faux courtship and betrothal. She can teach him how to woo a woman and simultaneously ease her father’s last days. But Honoria’s clever plan failed to account for Benedict’s heart...or her own. Is she strong enough to bear the loss of her father and her friend? This short (1-2 hour read) novel is a kisses-only Regency romance with a happily ever after, no cliffhangers, and is part of a series that can be read in any order. For fans of Sally Britton, Katherine Ann Madison, and Emma Melbourne.
Nonfiction back stories of 1960's rock and roll music business pioneers- the labels, the artists and the promoters, told in the gritty style of Nick Tosches.
Exploring what it means to be a school, a coach, and a player in college basketball's Final Four, Feinstein exposes the driving forces behind one of the most revered events in American sports. Readers will also find dramatic stories from the officials and referees to the scouts and ticket-scalpers.
An unflinching memoir from the six-time NBA Champion, two-time Olympic gold medalist, and Hall of Famer, revealing how Scottie Pippen, the youngest of twelve, overcame two family tragedies and universal disregard by college scouts to become an essential component of the greatest basketball dynasty of the last fifty years.
DIVDIVWith the nation’s eye on Black River Falls, McCain chases a snake handler’s killer/divDIV Fundamentalist preacher John Muldaur isn’t afraid of snakes—he uses them every week in his services—but he’s convinced that the Pope is trying to kill him. Iowa lawyer Sam McCain, the poorest attorney in a thriving town, listens patiently to the self-declared reverend’s outlandish theories about being targeted by a papal hit squad, and agrees to investigate the matter simply to get Muldaur out of his office. But that night at a wild religious service, McCain sees Muldaur proven right. The holy man is killed by poison—not from one of his rattlesnakes, but from a Pepsi bottle laced with strychnine./divDIV On the campaign trail for president, Vice President Nixon is on his way to town to make a speech, and McCain is asked to find Muldaur’s killer before the national media arrives. What he finds is a conspiracy just as improbable as the Catholic hit men—but far more deadly./divDIV/div/div
