by Philip Eliot | Jul 1, 2026 | Thriller & Suspense |
Welcome to the neighborhood…First-time homeowners Nikki and Noah Anderson are delighted to find an affordable starter home within commuting distance of NYC.The neighborhood is absolutely adorable, and everyone is so friendly and welcoming. Between potlucks and white picket fences, it’s an idyllic suburban dream. Or is it?Because something feels…off. The neighbors smile a little too much. There are strange sounds in the night. And then there’s the pair of wedding rings they find buried in their backyard…The suburbs have their share of dark secrets, too. And by the time Nikki and Noah realize it, it might already be too late.Fans of Freida McFadden, Daniel Hurst and Kiersten Modglin will be utterly gripped by this twist-filled story that will have you up late and questioning how well you really know your neighbors.
by Philip Eliot | Jul 1, 2026 | Romantic Suspense |
I’ve handled liars, killers, and crooks–but nothing like her.Money is my mistress.Fixing high-stakes messes, my trade.Until the tables turn and I’m the one with a mess.This time, I haven’t got a plan.Just a gut feeling someone wants me dead.Before I can hit the road, I’m blindsided by a pain-in-the-ass stranger.Maggie.Curves, startling blue eyes, and an immediate hatred…for me.Our run-in looks to be an innocent mix-up.But my instincts say otherwise.So I flip the script.Her secret becomes my leverage–my ticket out.Then I kiss her. Touch her. Crave her.Maggie was supposed to be a pawn. Instead she becomes my downfall.Dive into a world where trust is dangerous and falling in love could be fatal!
by Philip Eliot | Jul 1, 2026 | New Adult Romance |
King is a determined billionaire… posing as a professional cuddler to get close to me. He’s the type of man who always gets what he wants, and right now, he wants me—the socially awkward, plus-size model with intimacy issues.I’ve never had anyone hold me, hug me – or even love me – and my therapist thinks a professional cuddler will help break down the walls I’ve built to protect my heart.I’m skeptical at best…But King is so good at holding me together that the line between professional and personal quickly blurs, igniting a passion I’m not prepared for.King and I might be fifteen years apart, but our connection is undeniable.When his true identity is revealed, I feel betrayed.Until he proposes an irresistible deal: a fake marriage. He gets what he desires, and I get what I need.I reluctantly agree… with boundaries of course.Now, I just have to keep reminding myself that this isn’t real.
by Philip Eliot | Jul 1, 2026 | Christian Fiction |
New York Times–Bestselling Author: A single dad and his baby girl touch a lonely woman’s heart.It was the surprise of a lifetime for recluse Molly McCreight when single dad Ethan Hunter entrusted her with his infant daughter while he delivered medicine to an elderly man during an ice storm. Past experience had taught Molly how fragile life could be, but she was touched by this stranger’s faith in her abilities.Once the storm had passed, though, and her guests returned home, normalcy eluded Molly. The Hunters’ presence had brought much-needed joy to her quiet world, but their absence threatened to crush her forever. Still, was she ready to admit that this tiny family held the key to the future she’d always secretly craved?
by Philip Eliot | Jul 1, 2026 | Cozy Mystery |
A Legacy of Secrets: When Life Takes an Unexpected Turn in FranceAfter her husband’s sudden death, Merle Bennett is left to navigate grief, legal complications, and shocking revelations. As a lawyer with four sisters in the same profession, she thought she was prepared for anything—until she discovered what his will contained.Among the surprises: a mysterious cottage in France that no one knew existed.With her son’s future hanging in the balance, Merle has no choice but to take matters into her own hands. With determination and sisterly support, she decides to travel to southwest France and transform the derelict stone cottage.What awaits her in the picturesque Dordogne village is both enchanting and unsettling—breathtaking landscapes and exquisite wines alongside unpsetting discoveries: an unwelcome squatter, a foreboding wine cellar, hostile locals, and a mysterious deadly accident that raises more questions than answers.Armed with nothing but her legal expertise and meticulous list-making skills, she finds herself solving problems she never asked for in a country where she doesn’t belong. Yet something about this place—and a certain charming local roofer—suggests that perhaps this unexpected detour might be exactly the path forward she needs.• • •“An extraordinary novel filled with family secrets and discoveries of past family members. Finding out who you really are and what you’re made of after the death of a loved one. So many twists and turns to keep you turning the pages till the end. Throw in a foreign country and foreign languages and it has you believing you are there as well. Loved the whole story!”“Once I got to France in this book I was hooked. I’ve binge read through 8 of this series. I’m having to ration myself because I will soon get to the end and it’s so good I don’t want to get there. I want to keep living with Merle, her four sisters and more of her family, and of course the lovely, required, French man. The mysteries are there but it is so much more. I’ve learned a great deal about wine. I’m exploring learning more. Come, enjoy some “me time” with a good read and a drink of your choice. In France, that is wine of course.”• • • • • •PROLOGUEShe didn’t want the summer to end. She wanted it to go on, full of flowers, wine, olives, and — possibility. Yes, possibility, that thing she was so afraid of. Now she hungered for it, she lived for it.She rolled onto her stomach and put the pillow over her head.Was it possible to hide from your own life, from the prescribed steps, the set-in-stone trajectory? Was it possible to, say, change your name and live in France and be a completely different person, one your parents wouldn’t recognize, someone carefree, a nature girl, a bon vivant? Was it possible to forget the people you leave behind, those who nurtured and loved you, those who made you who you were? If you wished, wished, wished hard enough, would your fairy godmother, or an ogre-ish old widow, give you a string of magic pearls that would transform you into somebody who could do such a thing? A woman who could decide absolutely and exactly what would make her happy, right there, on the spot, and then actually do those things, without compromise or regret?She sighed under the pillow. How old do you have to be to stop believing in fairy tales? Because she didn’t think she’d actually reached that age.
