Twee gewese speurders word koelbloedig langs ’n plaasdam afgemaai . . . En Kassie en Rooi moet die moordsaak oorneem by ’n Paarlse speurspan wat al ’n week lank daarmee kleitrap. Kassie bevraagteken die Paarliete se afleiding dat diefstal die motief was. Wanneer hy en Rooi ander moontlikhede ondersoek, begin dinge doller as kopaf raak . . .

Markus en Domingos vlug na die noorde van Mosambiek omdat hulle vrees dat hulle van moord aangekla sal word. Phoebe, ’n joernalis, sit hulle agterna om ’n eksklusiewe onderhoud los te slaan. Maar gou bevind sy haar midde-in ’n botsing tussen gevreesde insurgente, private militêre kontrakteurs en – erger nog – ’n bloeddorstige reeksmoordenaar.

Liela Oloffson het alles wat die meeste mense begeer. Skoonheid, roem, en ’n blink loopbaan as aktrise. Maar dan verdwyn sy een Vrydagnag en die polisie moet die media se hulp inroep om haar te vind. Gesoute misdaadjoernalis Ami Prinsloo volg Liela se spoor soos ’n bloedhond van waar sy laas in Johannesburg gesien is, en selfs verder, tot by haar kinderdae. Kruip Liela weg of is sy gekaap? Of dalk ontvoer? En waaroor het sy en haar verloofde so hewig baklei net voor sy verdwyn het?

Kaptein Mat Joubert moet ’n sjarmante rower vastrek wat die een bank ná die ander teister, en terselfdertyd moet hy ook die bloedspoor vat van ’n laksman. Maar op 34 is Mat oorgewig en hy rook en drink te veel. Bart de Wit, Moord en Roof se nuwe politiek korrekte bevelvoerder, pas terug uit exile, plaas druk op hom. Daar is nog hierdie één kans om homself te bewys en weer voor te begin.

Omstrede en skatryk oud-politikus Armand Deysel is vermoor, en Kassie en Rooi het nie minder nie as ses verdagtes. ’n Britse ondersoeker is op die spoor van die waardevolle Doolhof-halssnoer, en ’n platsakman steier telkens terug van die samelewing se dwarsklappe.

Three men who have nothing in common are found murdered in Cape Town, and the string of vicious killings pushes the city toward panic. Captain Mat Joubert is left scrambling for answers in a case that might be his last chance to prove that his life's slow spiral will not pull him under.

Ek sal elke dag ’n poliesman skiet, tot julle die moordenaar van Hanneke Sloet aankla, lees die dreigbrief aan die SAPS. En dan begin hy hulle afmaai. Bennie Griessel is die een wat die dossier moet heropen. Die saak is 40 dae oud, die spoor is koud. Sewe dae van hel.

Anelia Heese hervertel die rou en soms skokkende stories van Suid-Afrikaanse mans wat in die 1970’s en 1980’s verplig is om weermagdiens te doen. In Diensplig praat van dié mans, baie vir die eerste keer, openhartig oor hul ervaringe. Hulle praat hier eerlik oor onder meer die eerste kontak, die eerste keer toe iemand ’n makker verloor het, hoe sommige “terrie-ore” versamel het, oor patrollies in die townships, en die interne stryd wat dikwels agterna gevolg het.

Ella Neser, befaamde speurder uit die Abel-trilogie en Die verdwyning van Billy Katz, is weer op die spoor van 'n raaiselagtige moord. In 'n voorstad van Johannesburg word Clara Heyns, voorbeeldige moeder van twee, dood gevind met engelvlerke aan. Te midde van kantoorpolitiek probeer Ella die leidrade naspeur, maar dan draai haar wêreld inmekaar: wie is die rooikop wat by haar geliefde Lou uithang?

Die grootste uitdaging van haar loopbaan wag op speuradjudant Storm van der Merwe. Die kusdorp Hermanus hou vir die eerste keer ooit ’n skrywersfees. Deel van Storm se verpligtinge is om by die gemeenskapsaal kywie te hou. Maar toe daag die sterskrywer van die dorp nie op vir haar sessie nie. Haar liggaam word in Kwaaiwater se Mosselrivier gevind. 24 uur later kom ’n visterman af op nóg ’n lyk – weer ’n vrou, dié keer jonk en swart. En dan is daar ’n derde slagoffer.

Dis 1963, en 'n jong vrou kry werk in 'n boekwinkel in Bloemfontein. En verloor haar hart. Die laaste kanariegeel notaboek is die jongste roman uit die pen van blitsverkoperskrywer Anchien Troskie. Niks is ooit soos dit lyk op die oppervlak nie, besef ’n mens weer met die lees van hierdie aangrypende storie binne 'n storie.

Dis die laat tagtigs in Johannesburg. Adriana van der Hoon is agtien. Haar aktivis-pa het jare lank oorsee geld vir die Education Trust ingesamel, en nou staan die veiligheidspolisie op haar drumpel met 'n ultimatum. In Berlyn leer sy oorleef. Dis waar sy haar talent om messe te gooi vervolmaak, en waar sy Yasen Todorov ontmoet. Hier, weg van alles wat bekend is, leer Adriana dat mens oor alles kan onderhandel, ook jou onskuld.

In die wilde nagte of bedags as die son bloed uit ’n klip wil trek en ’n mens se gedagtes koorsig maal - dan loop waarheid en verdigsel, geskiedenis en toekoms, lewe en dood deurmekaar op Toorberg, erfgrond van die Moolmans. Hiermee moet die magistraat rekening hou wanneer hy die dood kom ondersoek van klein Noag, ’n kind van die weemoed, wat nie heeltemal van dié aarde was nie.

Katrien is 'n student tydens die politieke woelinge en die Voëlvry-toer wat Suid-Afrika in die tagtigerjare tref. En in die verre Pole het 'n jong man pas duur betaal vir sy sin vir geregtigheid.

Maar waarom doen hy dit? Beslis nie net vir die geld nie. 'n Sielkundige, Erika Hamilton, ontmoet hom toevallig. Albei van hulle bied op beroepsvlak verligting van neurose, onvervuldheid en frustrasie - die een op akademiese wyse, die ander met lyflike plesier. Wat gebeur wanneer hulle ontmoet?

When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

Two little girls stand with their heads bowed in my living room. I’m told they’re my granddaughters. Daisy is nine, and Alice seven. Daisy is the spitting image of her mother. This is the first time I’ve met them since my daughter and I fell out after she married that waste of space, Vince. They’ve come to live with me because their mother — my daughter — was murdered. In her own home while they slept close by. I think Vince killed her. But the police can’t prove it. I’ve always known he was no good. He treated my daughter like dirt. I said he’d cheat on her — but she wouldn’t listen.

There's no place like home for the holidays ... especially for Lesley Carver. Life in the big city just wasn't her jam and now she's back in Hickory Falls, working at the family diner and helping her mom after she took a tumble. Lesley longs to build a life here, working at the cafe, selling her handmade ornaments and ... er, apparently reviving her high school crush on her best friend’s older brother. Only one problem, her mom wants her to leave Hickory Falls far behind.

Tilly Farriday isn’t feeling very jolly this season. Recently divorced and broke, she’s squatting in one of her rental agency’s properties until her new home is ready. The sprinkles on top of the burnt Christmas cookie that is her life? The new owner shows up early, forcing Tilly to hide in the attic to save her job…and what remains of her dignity.

First published in 1843, it tells the story of Ebenezer Scrooge, a mean and unpleasant man who dislikes people generally and Christmas especially. One Christmas Eve he is visited by the ghost of his former business partner Jacob Marley and the spirits of Christmas Past, Present and Yet to Come and given a glimpse of the many homes and lives which Scrooge has touched in his wretched life to date. After their visits, Scrooge is transformed into a kinder, gentler man.

It’s 1984, and life has changed beyond recognition. Airstrip One, formerly known as Great Britain, is a place where Big Brother is always watching, and nobody can hide. Except, perhaps, for Winston Smith. Whilst working at the Ministry of Truth, rewriting history, he secretly dreams of freedom. And in a world where love and sex are forbidden, where it’s hard to distinguish between friend and foe, he meets Julia and O’Brien and vows to rebel.

Clark Griswold was onto something...at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER.

My fiancé brought me tea and scrambled eggs in bed that morning, and we snuggled together, talking about buying our rings, and about our perfect wedding next year. Then we headed into town. He held my hand and gazed at the ring I liked best, a smile spreading slowly over his face. Then a glass of bubbly to celebrate. I felt flushed, excited and ready for the rest of my life with the man I loved. We race to get on the train home. It screams to a halt and I run towards its open doors. Made it. I think he’s right behind me — but when I turn around, he’s gone.

Lucas knows the perfect night entails just three things: video games, wine, and pad thai. Peanuts are a must! Other people? Not so much. Why complicate things when he’s happy alone? Then one day the apartment board, a vexing trio of authority, rings his doorbell. And Lucas’s solitude takes a startling hike. They demand to see his frying pan. Someone left one next to the recycling room overnight, and instead of removing the errant object, as Lucas suggests, they insist on finding the guilty party. But their plan backfires. Colossally.

Johnnie Rico never really intended to join up—and definitely not the infantry. But now that he’s in the thick of it, trying to get through combat training harder than anything he could have imagined, he knows everyone in his unit is one bad move away from buying the farm in the interstellar war the Terran Federation is waging against the Arachnids. Because everyone in the Mobile Infantry fights. And if the training doesn’t kill you, the Bugs are more than ready to finish the job.