Paul Mancari is going to kill his ex-wife.

He’s a Mafia hitman, and he got the contract because his ex had been dating the mob boss and couldn’t keep her mouth shut.

Paul’s a stone-cold killer, but there’s just one problem—his feelings for his ex haven’t died.

Under pressure from the mob boss and struggling against his own conscience, Paul scrambles to find a way out of killing her.

But all he finds is if she isn’t dead in twenty-four hours, the next hit will be him.

Denny O’Callaghan is afraid to open his eyes.

He’d been out drinking last night with the guys, and his head throbs, his arms hurt, and he can’t remember what he’s done.

He opens his eyes. Blood. On his sheets. His pillowcase.

Then he gets a call: his ex-wife was murdered last night.

He  desperately tries to piece together what happened. But he can’t explain  how he got the scratches on his arms, the police want to know about the  domestic violence report his ex filed against him, and his buddies say he was raging against her last night before he stormed off on his own.

Right about the time she was murdered.

Seventeen-year-old Annie Rebarchek is thrilled when industrialist  Houston Monroe hires her to look after his baby for the summer. But something’s not right. Monroe’s baby is weak and cries constantly. When Annie confronts Monroe about it, he goes into a rage and tells her to mind her own business.  She tells her father but he thinks she’s exaggerating. Annie knows  something is suspicious, but what? The next day she discovers something  that makes her skin crawl. She nabs the baby and flees.

Now she’s on the run. Her only hope is exposing Monroe’s deadly evil before it’s too late—for her and the baby.

What can a mother do when she has no money and a dangerously sick kid?

She can make a mistake.

In  a moment of desperation, cleaning lady Phoebe Jackson tries to pawn the  diamond-bejeweled Rolex she found in a mobster’s locker. Turns out the  watch is a fake, but the mobster isn’t—and he’s on to her.

Reverend John Archer used to be a good man.

But after thirty  years of ministering in his gang-infested Chicago neighborhood, he  fantasizes about killing gang members. Then one day he looks out the  window and sees a young boy executed by a gang leader he recognizes.  Archer rushes to the police station and gives a sworn statement. Only  when it’s too late does he find out that the gang leader is known for  murdering witnesses—and their families.

The way of the Lord is to  love thy enemy, but the way of the ’hood is to kill or be killed. With  Archer’s family’s life on the line, he now must choose between trusting  the laws of God or the laws of the street.

Lily Russell thinks she can dance at London's prestigious Royal Ballet. She also thinks she can single-handedly bring about world peace. Her friends know she's delusional; her former bosses think she's unreliable. The only person who seems to believe in her is her jealous ex-lover, Jeremy, and he's shiftless and violent and doesn't seem to understand the concept of "ex." That doesn't stop Lily from dreaming; dreams make life an adventure. But when she meets Edmund, a man who seems to genuinely care for her and steadies her thinking, she starts to realize her ordinary life might be enough of an adventure for her.

Lily expects a scene when Jeremy finds out about her new boyfriend, but she never could've expected what happened next...

When Connie Silverstein agreed to babysit her friend’s four-year-old son, she never dreamed it would end in disaster. Now the usually dependable medical student finds herself responsible for the boy’s near drowning and subsequent brain damage.

Connie is desperate to help the boy recover, but the grieving mother no longer trusts her. Consumed by guilt, Connie attempts to deaden her pain with alcohol. But there’s not enough vodka in the world to right the wrong she’s done. Family and friends attempt to intervene in her downward spiral, assuring her that tragic accidents can happen to anyone.

But only Connie knows the terrible secret that what happened was no accident.