Stephanie Ward

It just felt that way since he’d fallen in love with her the day they met in Microeconomics, on his first day of classes at the University of Arizona. Maybe two years ago it wasn’t real,” she said in a way that made Billy think she really didn’t believe that. It was Billy’s favorite Mexican food in Tucson, not too expensive, great food. Emma’s body was half in, half out of the pond, a good hundred feet beyond him, obscured in part by an outcrop of large rocks on the water’s edge.

YA author Jenna Guillaume is back with a fun and modern feminist twist on the 1985 pop cult film Weird Science. A boy whose lips taste like cookie dough and whose skin smells like springtime. From the author of What I Like About Me comes a hilarious feminist twist on a classic narrative, loaded with laughs, mishaps, and plenty of 80s and 90s pop-culture callbacks. Jenna frequently appears as a moderator and panellist at festivals, and has extensive on-camera experience through her work at BuzzFeed and as a pop culture expert for ABC News.

But a new client is taking Jess back to Cape Sanctuary, a town she once called home…and that her little sister, Rachel, still does. Against her judgment, Jess finds herself becoming attached—to her sister and her family, even to her client’s interfering son, Nate— As she cased the property, she instantly found the spot a hundred yards from the house that would give her a perfect view of the water, almost as if it had been created exactly for her twenty-four-foot 1993 Airstream, affectionately nicknamed Vera by Jess’s business partner. She only had to make sure she didn’t lose sight of her twin objectives here in Cape Sanctuary—spending time with her sister’s family and helping her client—

This Spring, Heather Graham returns with a sultry and shocking standalone thriller about an FBI special agent trying to run from his past and a state police agent bent on solving a horrifying crime, even if it leads the two of them into the web of a vicious cult. The crime draws the attention of the FBI in the form of Special Agent Hunter Forrest, a man with insider knowledge of how violent cults operate, and a man who might never be able to escape his own past. He could imagine the scene: Jessie wouldn’t have appeared bright and early to help prepare the day’s meal with the other women. He hadn’t come from money, and he had lost his folks right after his twentieth birthday, but he was working in a coffee shop, dreaming he’d get to where he could work, go to college and have time left over to be with the woman he loved.