Mark James decides to take his wife, Tamala James, out for a good time at Club Sparks owned by his childhood friend Mich Hensen. But that night turned into a disaster when a man from the past, Kenny Lowe, shows up. Kenny kills one man and gets Mark arrested for his crime. Tamala and Mich go hunting for Kenny after not trusting the police but soon find out that its easier said than done.

Kourtney Ko-Ko Jackson has no boundaries when it comes to being promiscuous. Known for having flirtatious behavior, along with an out of control sex addiction, Ko-Ko goes after every man who crosses her path. However, she will ultimately cross the line when she uses her playful seduction to catch her best friend, Lynn's only son Rayshawn. Rayshawn, a young handsome man who's never had a problem attracting the opposite sex, is too much eye candy for Ko-Ko to resist. In order for their secret relationship to progress, they must maneuver around an angry single mother, Ko-Ko s jealous daughter and tons of prying eyes. Just when things start to heat in their hush-hush love affair, Felice, the stacked and attractive owner of Fantasy Girlz Magazine throws herself in the burning fire and heats up things even more. The only problem is, Ko-Ko refuses to share and spins a web of intricate lies, cover-up stories and false alibis to have Rayshawn all to herself. Unfortunately, when all their emotions hit a boiling point, the drama intensifies and a shocking secret from the past threatens to ruin it all.

Valentine Daye is a product of the streets. Raised in the projects, she lost her father and her mother young. By fifteen, she was living the life with drug lord Colombo. But when Colombo and his crew are murdered, Richard Washington, one of Colombo's many street runners, swoops in and wastes no time making Valentine his queen. Nine years later, Valentine and Rich are a happy couple who have weathered some "minor" problems. Valentine is well aware that Rich steps out on her. But doesn't every man? He always finds his way home. Or at least he did before Vanessa Knight. Vanessa Knight is a woman who has everything . . . except Richard Washington. An heiress to a multimillion-dollar company, Vanessa is willing to forgive Rich's flawed background. However, she wants him for herself, and tells him that he must decide what's important to him—a flourishing career at clothier Jorge Jacobs, where she can make him a VP, or a life with his street past, Valentine? When Daye meets Knight, each woman plots and schemes to steal Rich's heart. Rich must make a decision. Does he gamble and start a new life with the beautiful and cunning Vanessa, or does he stay with his around-the-way girl Valentine, who has been with him through thick and thin?

Sheena Renee Jackson the high profile attorney is on an unbelievable journey. The move to Washington DC to open a new law firm is a simple task compared to the seven men Sheena meets along the way. It’s no doubt one case Sheena is having trouble winning. It is a matter of the heart and Sheena finds herself against the odds as she tries to find true love. Sheena is in a state of confusion and things change for the worst. Will Sheena find true love or will true love find Sheena? It all depends on the support from her four friends and the lessons learned along the way.

In her witty, southern-fried suspense novels, Sarah Shankman delivers nonstop action with a hilarious bite. Now she sends her acclaimed, irreverent heroine -- New Orleans writer Samantha Adams -- to a southwestern New Age hot spot, to unearth a secret past that was supposed to be six feet under. My dearest Sugar. I must see you. It's urgent. I need your help. The letter that arrived from Sam's mother was postmarked Santa Fe, penned in her mother's handwriting, and disclosed details only Johanna Adams could know. There was just one catch: Johanna Adams had been dead for thirty-four years. The mind-blowing missive could have been an entry from Sam's latest book of bizarre anecdotes, American Weird -- or an elaborate hoax. Either way, it instantly rekindled Sam's impossible wish that her mother hadn't really died in a plane crash when Sam was a child. Fueled by her journalistic instincts -- and a daughter's need for closure -- Sam touches down among Santa Fe's tourists and crystal gazers, jewelry shops and fast-food stands. But only when she summons the courage to knock on the door of Room 409 at the La Fonda Hotel does her surreal, mother-seeking adventure take off with no turning back.

(Piano/Vocal/Guitar Songbook). Crooners, wailers, shouters, balladeers some of our greatest pop vocalists have poured their hearts and souls into the musical gems of the Great American Songbook. They sang in nightclubs and concert halls, on television and in films, and left us a legacy of recordings still in play today. Their interpretations entertained us, moved us to tears, and wove lyrics and music into the fabric of our lives, making us see ourselves in these quintessentially American songs. This folio features 100 of these classics by Louis Armstrong (Hello Dolly * What a Wonderful World), Tony Bennett (I Left My Heart in San Francisco), Rosemary Clooney (Count Your Blessings Instead of Sheep), Nat "King" Cole (Route 66), Bing Crosby (True Love), Doris Day (Bewitched), Ella Fitzgerald (How High the Moon), Judy Garland (Rock-a-Bye Your Baby with a Dixie Melody), Dean Martin (Everybody Loves Somebody), Frank Sinatra (Young at Heart), Barbra Streisand (People), Mel Torme (Heart and Soul), and many, many more.

Jeeves—my man, you know—is really a most extraordinary chap. So capable. Honestly, I shouldn't know what to do without him. On broader lines he's like those chappies who sit peering sadly over the marble battlements at the Pennsylvania Station in the place marked "Inquiries." You know the Johnnies I mean. You go up to them and say: "When's the next train for Melonsquashville, Tennessee?" and they reply, without stopping to think, "Two-forty-three, track ten, change at San Francisco." And they're right every time. Well, Jeeves gives you just the same impression of omniscience. As an instance of what I mean, I remember meeting Monty Byng in Bond Street one morning, looking the last word in a grey check suit, and I felt I should never be happy till I had one like it. I dug the address of the tailors out of him, and had them working on the thing inside the hour. "Jeeves," I said that evening. "I'm getting a check suit like that one of Mr. Byng's." "Injudicious, sir," he said firmly. "It will not become you." "What absolute rot! It's the soundest thing I've struck for years." "Unsuitable for you, sir." Well, the long and the short of it was that the confounded thing came home, and I put it on, and when I caught sight of myself in the glass I nearly swooned. Jeeves was perfectly right. I looked a cross between a music-hall comedian and a cheap bookie. Yet Monty had looked fine in absolutely the same stuff. These things are just Life's mysteries, and that's all there is to it. But it isn't only that Jeeves's judgment about clothes is infallible, though, of course, that's really the main thing. The man knows everything. There was the matter of that tip on the "Lincolnshire." I forget now how I got it, but it had the aspect of being the real, red-hot tabasco. "Jeeves," I said, for I'm fond of the man, and like to do him a good turn when I can, "if you want to make a bit of money have something on Wonderchild for the 'Lincolnshire.'"

As Dede Montgomery moves through grief to accept of the death of her father, the stories in My Music Man shed light on change, acceptance, and forgiveness amid close personal relationships and Oregon's natural landscapes. The reader is catapulted into autumn on the Willamette's riverbank in the 1960s with the author and her brothers, where they discover their father's own childhood stories and the intimate relationship he shares with the land. Tales about generations of family weave between time periods, held together by the constancy of place and colored by memories of picking berries and filberts, traveling through the West Linn locks, and swimming in the river on a hot summer day. Montgomery describes small-town life in a school where everyone knows everybody, and how it felt to be an only girl in what often felt like a never-ending sea of boys.

All Kea ever wanted was for someone to truly love her. She thought she'd found the man of her dreams in Jaquon, but sitting home waiting for him every night, she realizes she's found a man whose infidelity knows no boundaries. Derrick is caught between the two most important women in his life--his mother, Shirley, and his girlfriend, Zacariah. Shirley can't understand why her son gave the high-maintenance Zacariah a second chance after her first affair. Derrick finally sees his mother's point of view when he catches Zacariah cheating once again. When Derrick breaks up with Zacariah, he rushes to Jaquon's house for support from his best friend. Kea is there alone, and before they know it, their mutual pity party turns into some intense passion. Knowing their first time should have been the last, the two of them can't help but start a smoking hot affair. Zacariah's not having it, though. When she discovers the two of them in bed together, she's determined to get revenge against the woman she believes stole Derrick from her. Zacariah plans to crash a party at Derrick's house, but she's armed with more than just the news of the affair. The bombshell truth that she's prepared to reveal about Derrick and Kea could be more than any of them is prepared to handle. Urban Books newcomer Tresser Henderson delivers over-the-top, scandalous drama that is sure to entertain.

In this memoir about my own marriage, I want you to know that you are not alone. Marriage can be so hard and even harder when we feel we are the only ones struggling in our own homes. Time out! This struggle is over. Time to share our story, our serum. Healing doesn't happen in silence. Time out for feeling ashamed. We are not failures! We are strong. We are battle buddies. We are conquerors!