You know the feeling: loving someone whose timing is catastrophically wrong. Watching your own ambition and your own heart pull you in opposite directions. Wondering if the version of yourself you're becoming has any room left for the person you can't stop thinking about.Walt Harrison left Ohio with a duffel bag, a dying marriage-track relationship, and the desperate hope that geography could fix what therapy hadn't. What he found in Los Angeles wasn't reinvention—it was Sofia Mart...

THE LAST INNOCENTA Novel of Blood Money, Broken Minds, and the Cost of Trying to Do Goodby J.M. SinclairMarcus Webb should be dead. Brain cancer, stage four, six months to live—except an experimental treatment in Austria saved him, and left him unable to lie.Not unwilling. Unable. The cancer took his tumor. The treatment took his defenses—the filters, the deflections, the small daily performances that let people survive eac...