Gripping Thriller

Some Towns Keep Their Secrets Buried. This One Kills to Protect Them. Summer, 1991. When Claire Conrad, a water analyst for the Charleston Sanitary Board, is sent to the backwoods town of Palestine, West Virginia, she expects nothing more than contaminated drinking water. But what she finds is something far darker, older, and more dangerous than any chemical pollutant. A mysterious illness is spreading through the town, but the people of Palestine don’t want help. Especially not from an outsider. Mary Ellen Bishop, the town’s iron-fisted matriarch and wife of a snake-handling preacher, ...

Two days ago, FBI Agent Val Costa came face to face with a serial killer known as the Bear. One of only two women ever to survive, she's forever branded with his signature: a curling “S” carved into her skin. Val knows it’s only a matter of time before he takes another victim. Forced home to recover, Val returns to Red Rose County, California, to be with her son. But the very next day she finds the close-knit community panic-stricken over the disappearance of blonde-haired, freckled-faced local teen, Scarlett Douglas.

"Guilty by Reason of Insanity: Trump Indictment Special Edition" "Let me be extremely clear; the average Red State middle-class Trump supporter is going to experience several thresholds of victimization: 1. They will feel that it is their fault. They didn’t do enough. They didn’t love enough and financially contribute enough and so it is their fault Trump lost the re-election, was impeached, or found criminally guilty and sitting in jail." (written May 2019) Embark on a captivating journey into the remarkable world of "Guilty by Reason of Insanity: Trump Indictment Special Edition" and ...

After the police discover a ritualistic murder in South Carolina, Agent Scarlett Bell notices the killing is eerily similar to a case from seven years ago. Is the new murder linked to the assassination of a popular congresswoman? When the serial killer abducts another woman, Scarlett battles government officials who wish to silence her investigation and aligns herself with fugitive Logan Wolf.

It's Christmas, and a serial killer is leaving displayed body parts all over Cumbria. A strange message is left at each scene: #BSC6. Called in to investigate, the National Crime Agency's Washington Poe and Tilly Bradshaw are faced with a case that makes no sense. Why were some victims anaesthetised, while others died in appalling agony? Why is their only suspect denying what they can irrefutably prove but admitting to things they weren't even aware of? And why did the victims all take the same two weeks off work three years earlier?

Gripping flash fiction. Polly’s wait for the mortgage advisor drags on. When she investigates the delay, danger finds her again.

For Ava Sullivan...everything changed between one moment and the next. Disappearing wasn’t going to be enough…they needed a plan…some answers…and a safe place so they could stop running in circles trying to stay one step ahead of the guys who seemed to want her dead. Simon Sullivan might not be who Ava always believed him to be, but along with his brother, he’d spent his life trying to protect her. That wasn’t going to change especially now when everything they’d planned for, hoping against hope it would never be needed, was playing out exactly as they’d feared. But he’s ...

‘Just rest, Frankie. I’ll take care of you.’ I feel my baby kick as my nanny fluffs my pillows and lays me down. She gives me a soothing smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. She knows I’m afraid of her… When I shake our nanny Jasmine’s hand for the first time and catch her perfect smile, I can’t ignore the feeling that we’ve met before. But I tell myself it’s nothing. I desperately need help around the house. Since I got pregnant, I burst into tears over the smallest things and my mind is a haze. I can barely look after my toddler Olivia. Jasmine is a godsend–isn’t she?

It is an ordinary September morning when I nearly lose my little girl. My mouth is dry, my hands shake when I see that she has darted unexpectedly into the playground.... The place where my own childhood ended. Where I can’t set foot inside. As she wobbles on top of the climbing frame about to fall, a silent scream freezes in my throat. So when a stranger hears her cries and rushes to help, I feel weak with relief. I thank him as my daughter presses her tear-stained face into my skirt. Looking into his warm brown eyes and gentle smile, I feel an instant connection.

Suspense. Action. Mystery. This electric thriller keeps you page turning all the way to the heart-stopping ending. AMAZON #1 BESTSELLER Rookie Reece Cannon is driving down an old town road, wishing for some action on another uneventful patrol. You know what they say about being careful what you wish for. Suddenly, the rookie is forced to save a woman from her fiancé. Reece races to find the truth and bring the liars to justice. Caught in a web of deceit, she has to stay one step ahead of the double agents, the abductors, and the man who will stop at nothing to shut her down. There’s ...

She signed her name. Now she’s part of the mystery. When a schoolteacher is abducted, Polly Park is stunned to recognise her name—not from school, but from a hotel visitor book where Polly once signed her own name beside it. What should be a coincidence becomes something far more sinister. Soon, a woman in white begins following Polly, her perfume triggering memories too blurred to trust. As dread mounts and the past claws its way back, Polly realises she may hold the only clue that can solve the case—if only she can remember it in time. With a determined detective on her side and a ...

On a freezing January morning, a young couple is found dead in their cottage in the quiet Dublin suburbs. When detective Eli Quinn arrives at the scene his stomach drops. It’s the second double homicide in as many months where the killer has left a bunch of yellow roses. Tucked between the thorns is a little card, with an image of a broken heart. There’s no doubt the killer is trying to send a message, but what do the flowers mean? And can Eli figure out the killer’s motive before another murder occurs?

SIX STRANGERS RECEIVE INVITATIONS TO A FUNERAL They are told that the deceased – a man called Reginald Charters – invited them on his deathbed. But who on earth is Reginald Charters? And why was he so desperate to have these six people at his funeral? “It’s a mystery worthy of Agatha Christie” The group of six strangers are told that they have 20 hours to work out why they have been invited to the funeral. If they can work it out, they will inherit a million pounds. So, they start talking. But it's complicated. Not everything is as it seems. More clues arrive, but they struggle to...

Read the first book in the Riley Scott detective series, with a twist at the end that you won't see coming, although it was right in front of you the entire time. Atropos will keep you on the edge of your seat and guessing from the opening line until the heart pounding ending. If you’re a fan of Harry Bosch and Alex Cross, make room for the Riley Scott mystery series! If there is such a thing as a routine murder, Detective Riley Scott was hoping that the one he just caught would be exactly that—routine. It turns out to be anything but. He quickly realizes that it is connected to a ...

"Whispers in the Walls" is a gripping psychological thriller that will leave you breathless. When Emily Harper inherits her eerie childhood home, she uncovers a series of hidden journals detailing unsolved murders—and awakens a terrifying force connected to the house itself. As strange voices echo through the walls and sinister occurrences mount, Emily learns that the house is more than just haunted; it’s alive. Her investigation into the house's dark history leads her to uncover a vast, ancient network of supernatural power—one that feeds on the marked, like her. Alongside two ...

As the smoke from the bonfire spirals into the night sky and the cool drinks slip down our throats, none of us can take our eyes off Lacey. Everyone who is close to Lacey sits by the smoky fire. Her adoring boyfriend, who holds onto her, perhaps a little too tightly. Her little sister, always in Lacey’s shadow, sifting fine soft sand through her fingers, never taking her eyes off Lacey. And me. When the fire burns out, we stumble away from the beach, along the cliff path—faces burned by the wind, hearts full of secrets. But Lacey never makes it home.

So you want to play with magic? There’s trouble in the French Quarter when a professional basketball player hires Wyatt and voodoo mambo Mama Mulate to help him exorcise a supernatural demon. Wyatt is thrilled to have a paying client, Mama, over the moon in lust for the handsome athlete. Things look rosy for the pair of paranormal investigators until the assignment dictates Wyatt travel back in time to antebellum New Orleans. Thrust headfirst into the middle of a dangerous situation, Wyatt must deal with a red-haired Irish witch named Aisling and avoid becoming a haunted torture room ...

Political hatchet man Charlie will do anything to protect Sebastian, government minister and his best friend since their brutal private school days. Rising to power and prominence through international diplomatic postings and then the rough and tumble of Australian politics, they are as close as brothers—or so Charlie thinks—while both keep the secret that lies at the very heart of their relationship—a secret that in one way or another will change the world.

From million copy selling author Rob Sinclair comes a chilling psychological thriller that will keep you up through the night. In the wake of tragedy, a young woman devotes herself to watching over her orphaned brothers—but someone else is watching too . . . In the aftermath of her father’s death and the crash that killed her mother and five-year-old sister, Jess is determined to take care of her surviving brothers, teenage Frankie and nine-year-old Tom. But as the three siblings struggle through grief, ever-present questions loom: Why did their dad take his own life? To where was their...

It’s been six months since I woke up next to the body of the man I’d chatted to in a bar the night before. I still remember the metallic scent of his blood, the stillness of the room, and the panic that rose in my throat when I realized he was dead. I remember him buying cocktails. We talked. We went up to my room. And then...nothing. But I know I didn’t kill him.