For a classic whodunit revival, 'The Mimicking of Known Successes' by Malka Older (okay, 2023, wait, my bad—scrolling my list... ignore this, I'm mixing up years). Scratch that. Back to 2020.
I'm a sucker for a twist that redeems a character. In 'The Second Mother' by Jenny Milchman, a teacher moves to a remote island for a fresh start. The twist is that the troubled child she's connecting with isn't being abused by his family—they're protecting him from an outside threat related to her own past. Her savior complex almost destroys their real safety. It flipped the 'stranger danger' trope.
With her enemies in pre-civil war Virginia still seeking her death, Esmerelda is forced to return to the future only days after wedding Lance. Because it was necessary to fake her death in order to stop her enemies from following her to the future, her new husband, Lance, was forced to stay behind. He’d placed a magic box for them to communicate until he found a way to safely be with her beneath the floorboards of the house.
Now, she must find it.
A task that is easier said than done!
“The Magic Box” is book two of the exciting paranormal-romance-mystery-thriller Esmerelda Sleuth Series
Sunday, the 10th of July 2030, will be the day everything, life as we know it, will change forever. For now, let's bring it back to the day it started heading in that direction. Jebidiah is just a guy, wanted by all the girls and resented by all the jealous guys, except, he is not your typical heartthrob. It may seem like Jebidiah is the epitome of perfection, but he would go through something not everyone would have to go through. Will he be able to come out of it alive, or would it have all been for nothing?
Back when I was young and dumb, I slapped some college guy working a side gig at a nightclub.
My boyfriend had just ditched me for my best friend, Vanessa Shannon. Then, not even five minutes later, I caught her in the corner, sliding her hand under another guy's shirt.
He bit his lip and just took it.
Something in my brain short-circuited. I stood up and walked over.
If Vanessa wanted him, why couldn't I?
But the second I reached for him, he smacked my hand away.
Vanessa cracked up. The whole private room turned to watch.
Mortified, I slapped him. "You work at a place like this. Don't play innocent."
Later, my family went broke, and I ended up working at a nightclub just to get by.
The private room was loud as hell.
I lost a game, and everyone at the table started chanting for me to take my bra off.
My face went hot. I stood there, completely frozen.
Then a low voice cut through the noise with a cold laugh.
"You work at a place like this. Don't play innocent."
I looked up.
Our eyes locked.
His stare was icy, full of pure mockery.
It was the college guy I'd slapped years ago.
I quit and dipped. City threw a parade.
Only Jenna Blake—my oh-so-gifted junior who claimed she could "see through killers' eyes"—lost it.
At her celebration banquet, she went full drama queen:
"I owe everything to Kate Mercer. Please, bring her back!"
I laughed. Cold. Not happening.
Last time around, I was the hotshot detective. But every clue I found? She dropped it first like she read my mind.
People started saying I was washed.
So I went all in—three months, no sleep, cracked a massive trafficking ring. Led the raid myself.
She beat me there. Again. Place was cleaned out.
Boom. She's the city's golden girl.
I'm the clown with no game.
Pressure got ugly. My head snapped. I died chasing the last scumbag.
Then—bam. I woke up. Same day. Raid morning. Round two.
A stunning married woman came to me, asking to share an apartment.
She could not afford the rent, so she offered to pay with her body instead.
I thought I had conquered her both body and soul, but it turned out she had other intentions.
What I had believed was a moment of passion turned out to be a dangerous trap, as this woman was a black widow.
She snuggled up to me, laughing softly. "Don't you know that lust is a double-edged sword?'"
Five years ago, Sera Blackwood walked away from the only man she ever loved—and the pack that wanted her dead.
Now she's back in Crimson Hollow, and Dante Silverclaw, the alpha who let her go, isn't the same broken wolf she left behind. He's harder. Colder. And he has exactly thirty days to find a mate before the pack council forces him to marry someone else.
Someone who isn't his true mate.
When a series of brutal murders rocks the supernatural community, Sera finds herself working alongside the man who still owns her heart. But the killer isn't just targeting random victims—they're hunting wolves who know the truth about why Sera really ran.
As the blood moon rises, Sera must choose between protecting the secret that could destroy Dante's pack or claiming the second chance at love that might cost them both their lives.