In this novel of compassion and courage, a solitary kiss changes lives forever when a man and a woman traveling together are involved in a horrific accident. It takes all their strength and courage to begin the long journey to recovery and heal the pain in their bodies as well as their spirits.

"The #1 New York Times bestselling author's latest stand-alone thriller, with a cameo by her fan-favorite character, Boston Detective D.D. Warren. My name is Nicky Frank. Except, most likely, it isn't. Nicole Frank shouldn't have been able to survive the car accident, much less crawl up the steep ravine. Not in the dark, not in the rain, not with her injuries. But one thought allows her to defy the odds and flag down help: Vero. I'm looking for...

"When Lane Coolman's car is bashed from behind on the road to the Florida Keys, what appears to be an innocent accident is anything but (this is Hiaasen!). Behind the wheel of the offending car is Merry Mansfield-- the eponymous Razor Girl-- so named for her unique, eye-popping addition to what might be an otherwise unexciting scam. But, of course-- this is Hiaasen!-- the scam is only the very beginning of a situation that's going to spiral crazily...

At the start of this edgy and ambitiously multilayered novel, a fashion model named Charlotte Swenson emerges from a car accident in her Illinois hometown with her face so badly shattered that it takes eighty titanium screws to reassemble it. She returns to New York still beautiful but oddly unrecognizable, a virtual stranger in the world she once effortlessly occupied.

With the surreal authority of a David Lynch, Jennifer Egan threads Charlotte's

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"From New York Times bestselling author Jeff Abbott BLAME The crash that killed him ... Two years ago, Jane Norton crashed her car on a lonely road, killing her friend David and leaving her with amnesia. At first, everyone was sympathetic. Then they found Jane's note: I wish we were dead together. A girl to blame ... From that day the town turned against her. But even now Jane is filled with questions: Why were they on that road? Why was she with...

Decades after its original publication, James Agee's last novel seems, more than ever, an American classic. For in his lyrical, sorrowful account of a man's death and its impact on his family, Agee painstakingly created a small world of domestic happiness and then showed how quickly and casually it could be destroyed. On a sultry summer night in 1915, Jay Follet leaves his house in Knoxville, Tennessee, to tend to his father, whom he believes is dying....

After being trapped in an isolated car crash, the life of an elderly widower becomes entwined with that of a young college student and the cowboy she loves.

"Five months ago, an accident left Diana Sparrow badly injured and missing a few months of her memory. As if that's not enough, she's started having recurring nightmares about the night of the accident. Dreams that feel so real, she's left questioning: maybe she didn't just slide off the road into a ditch. Maybe, just maybe, she hit something. Or someone. She can't turn to her former best friend Val, who's been sleeping with Diana's husband Jonathan...

"[Gibson's] a winner!"-Detroit Free Press How does an adored, New York Times and USA Today bestselling, two-time RITA® Award winning romance fiction star follow a phenomenal hit like True Love and Other Disasters? With Nothing But Trouble! Rachel Gibson, who occupies a very special place in readers' hearts alongside Lori Foster and Jennifer Crusie, delights with this funny, smart, and sexy story of an ex- starlet's attempt to start over as the personal...

A very contemporary cynic, physically beautiful and sexually adept, crashes his car into a ravine and suffers horrible burns over much of his body. As he recovers in a burn ward, undergoing the tortures of the damned, he awaits the day when he can leave the hospital and commit carefully planned suicide--for he is now a monster in appearance as well as in soul. Then a beautiful and compelling, but clearly unhinged, sculptress of gargoyles by the name...