So how do they get back in the game? Their only option, it seems, is to murder the number one guy. And that’s what happens. They get together and discuss such a plan. But when the talk attracts a menacing bully, the otherwise improbable plan soon becomes an urgent, inexorable force.

This is the setting for The Honey Bubble, a sometimes comic, sometimes poignant novel about a fateful scheme that throws two fragile lives into mortal combat, one born of psychotic imaginings, the other shaped by a profound secret.

In the end, a sole survivor learns that fear is the greatest obstacle to self-discovery.

This hilariously earthy novel about life in a small Ohio town during the Depression opens with the discovery of the body of Clyde Karolak, a gentle town drunk. The mystery of who killed Karolak looms in the background as young Rudy Kernan and his five rowdy friends share a summer of awakening. Rudy's obsession with the mystery is matched by his relentless pursuit of wealth, excitement and romance.

A small town librarian is bedeviled by deadly threats from someone else’s past.

The killer was never found, and now the same cruel threats that culminated in Sandra's murder are being duplicated—with Val as the target. But who is making them? And why?

At first she is more annoyed than frightened, particularly since the threats are preceded by an obvious if pointless practical joke: A fake notice of Val's engagement to Forster published in the Hazleton Tribune.

But she starts to worry when friends tell her she bears a startling resemblance to Sandra. She even begins to wonder if her decision to move to Hazleton in the first place was entirely her own, or if she had been subtly tricked into it—by someone who also saw the resemblance.

Someone like Sandra's killer.

SAM, also known as Captain Sam. A commanding Captain if there ever was one and he’s a smart one too!

ANGEL alias ‘Nutty Buddy’ withe a temperament sweeter than a sugar coated sugar cube yet within all this cat finery a brain that never figured out north from south or how to stop once his legs got going.

The two Calicos: The old and all knowing one MOLLY who doesn’t say much. And the young one MOTHER still learning but never shuts up.

CISSY: Her “Darlink” Hungarian accent is thicker than a four layer, fudge frosted, chocolate cake.

TEENY YABET, who thinks she runs the household.

The GRAND DUCHESS REBECCA ANN a lovely regal longed haired Persian tortoise who knows she owns the household.

Nick, the young narrating protagonist of Into It, on the run from a traumatizing mother, falls in with a middle-aged couple, Joe and Betty, who operate a fish market, and becomes their surrogate son. Their actual son, a frustrated TV comic named Danny Dime, is marooned in the southwest and has been forced to hire himself out to the FBI or CIA, he is not sure which, and has taken to sending his parents increasingly bizarre and obscene videotapes of himself and his family. Nick, a carefree Oedipus through Betty’s verindulgence, tries to cope with Danny’s self-destructive madness when Danny returns home, fleeing from his implication in a catastrophic military exercise. Before Nick can extricate himself from this Freudian tangle, Danny has destroyed not only himself but his son and parents as well, with an assist at the end from good fellow Nick.

He should run but is riveted to the spot, transfixed by the slowly approaching engine of destruction. It reaches him and sniffs him closely, growls, and then rubs against his naked thigh like a house cat. He touches its soft, bristle like fur, marveling at the raw beauty and brute strength of the compact, muscular body.

The jaguar suddenly moves and in a blur, disappears into the jungle. He follows running, his eyesight so acute that he can literally see in the dark. When he looks down at his feet, they are no longer feet but paws with long, sharp claws.

His slanted teardrop shaped eyes glow a deep amber gold color and his massive chest emits a growl in response to his brethren’s call.

"Excellent!"—Philadelphia Inquirer

A beautiful, astonishing, heartbreaking novel of love and loss — and winning. The sort of novel that comes along rarely to touch something personal in us. It's the story of a man and woman falling in love, and of the children and the memories of a perfect first wife that could keep them apart.

"What one is not prepared for is the power and vast scope of this first novel: following Jeremiah Francis Scanlon (fat, balding, and 39) throughout New York City, Carol Hill has gotten down the madness of our times; racism, obsessions with money, sex and power, loss of contact with the past; and given us a vision of the future that is at once a desperate comedy and a harrowing rehearsal of the apocalypse."
—Robert Gross, Newsweek

"You should buy Carol Hill's extraordinary book... simply as a novel of character, Jeremiah 8:20 works superbly... if you can't identify with Jeremiah Francis Scanlon you probably can't identify with yourself. This remarkable novel moves from the particular to the prophetic, from man to myth."
—John Leonard, New York Times

—Rocky Mountain News

"Williams brings her characters to life with a notable attention to detail that is especially evident in the various Old West settings."

—Booklist

"Realistic portrait of the Old West...the action and charm of the story will keep you riveted to the pages."

Constance is white and Sharon is black. Constance was born female and Sharon is a transsexual. Read about their ups and downs, joys and heartache.

When artist Katie Summers emerged from a four-day coma, she remembered all too vividly the horror of that night—the terrifying dead eyes that had stared back at her in the rear view mirror, causing her to crash her car. But no one believed her.

Released from the hospital, still weak from her ordeal, Kate took a taxi to her remote farmhouse on Black Lake. Darkness had already fallen. There was only the wind in the trees to greet her…and the cold and empty house.

But the house was not quite empty. Something awaited her upstairs in her bedroom. Something with cold, dead eyes…

"...Written with the finesse and grace of a master...certain to keep the reader awake, turning pages long after bed time, and listening carefully to everything around them. ... a powerful new voice in the world of suspense and mystery." -Cindy Penn -Wordweaving.com

"...brilliant...a spine tingler of the first order..." Ariana Overton, Author of Tapestry

Orville Hollinday has always struggled to both please and get even with his father, Senior, who constantly belittles him. Orville keeps trying to blow up Senior’s Cadillacs. Senior just doesn’t notice.

A first novel of unusual merit;handled with skill;never less than gripping;Mr. Davis is a real discovery.
—The New Statesman

Remarkably fine first novel;acutely perceptive;finely textured.
—The New York Times Book Review

Muted, chillingly written.
—Time

Naked… brings more characters fighting to the light—A Cuban doctor, his daughter back home on a mission, a banker with a secret, a psychologist with a secret, adolescent bullies and victim, a surly police chief and a church full of fundamentalists praying for the Second Coming but wanting to recant when Jesus arrives with an AK-47. Little Pond, NY resembles Howell’s hometown, where, he writes, “One scandal could change the pecking order overnight. Guppies could appear as barracudas simply by swimming fast.”

Set in the dark emptiness and cold winter of London, A Nation Of Shadows follows the story of a war that has continued to rage since before time - the vampire and their elder deities against the genderless children of Sophia, the Prometheans.

A story of dark places and the things that hide therein, our tale examines the black roots of all hearts and minds in a world where there is no hope for a better tomorrow.

Beneath the shadow of the ancient past and in sight of the desolate future, the demon, Moloch and his undead student, Mara Calohan must first face the tragedies present in their own pasts in order to overcome the first son of the sole remaining Promethean vampire lineage.

The end of the world is imminent. There are no heroes; there is no ray of light. The only options are to unite, or die in the fire.