Psychological Suspense

In Das Perfekte Haus (Band 3) kehrt die Kriminalprofilerin Jessie Hunt, 29, frisch von der FBI-Akademie zurück und wird von ihrem mörderischen Vater gejagt und ist dadurch in einem gefährlichen Katz - und Mausspiel gefangen. In der Zwischenzeit muss sie ihr Bestes geben, um einen Mörder in einem neuen Fall aufzuhalten, der sie tief in die Vorstadt und an den Rand ihrer eigenen Psyche treibt. Der Schlüssel zu ihrem Überleben, so erkennt sie, liegt darin, ihre Vergangenheit zu entschlüsseln - eine Vergangenheit, der sie sich nie wieder stellen wollte.

A young woman is forced to face up to the truth of her past.... Gloria is heading to meet her friend Rhetty in a bar. Once close, the two friends have drifted apart. Rhetty is different now, a shadow of her former self, and it all goes back to an incident that occurred four years ago. They meet at the same bar as always. It’s a sleazy venue. Gloria is uncomfortable there. She has a recollection of something terrible happening at the place but can’t recall any details. Rhetty is agitated. She tells Gloria something that can’t be true.

Emily Turing receives a threatening email by mistake. She tries to learn who wants to get rid of her and why. She cofounded a successful start-up in a male-dominated world, and she’s torn between her loyalty to Jessica, her boss and cofounder, and Mike, her coworker and new love. FBI Agent Bob Alexis’ life crashes when he discovers Lisa, his wife, wants to leave him. He’s married to his job. When he discovers she had an affair - it becomes unbearable, and he almost loses his mind.

Marguerite Antonia Caludio grew up in the looming shadow of her mother, a beautiful, talented flamenco dancer. But Anastasia had been taken down by breast cancer when Marguerite was only 14, and Marguerite's grandparents succumbed to grief only scant months later. Now, Marguerite lives along in the same three-bedroom apartment, maintaining the shrine to all which has been lost.

Verne's momma had one rule which could never be broken. He could not reveal to any outsider what went on within their house. Verne knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that to violate that rule was to bring unholy tortures down onto his head. And so not a word passed his lips. Not during the 25 years he lived in the dank basement, curled up on the thin mattress. Not during the 10 long years of his prison sentence. Until he made the mistake....

L’agent spécial de l’unité VICAP du FBI, Chloé Fine, 27 ans, se retrouve plongée dans l’univers d’une petite ville rempli de mensonges, de rumeurs et de trahisons, et essaye de séparer le vrai du faux. Mais quelle est la vraie vérité? Et sera-t-elle capable de la trouver, tout en faisant face à la remise en liberté de son père instable et à la spirale descendante où s’est engagée sa sœur?

Olivia has found someone. He's everything she secretly dreams of, but he's strictly an online-only friend. While he tries to remain hidden behind his throbbing pierced-heart avatar and swoon-worthy screen name, she's at last ready to put her rocky past behind her. If she can convince him to step out from behind the curtain, maybe then she could finally find - and keep - her own happily-ever-after.

Ink doesn't fade, but bad memories do. Gabby, Olivia, and Emma have stumbled through the ashes of their past. They've happily moved on when disaster strikes again, and one heart breaks when another stops beating - forever. Olivia must help her twin sister, Gabby, keep her tentative grip on reality when the happily ever after she and Jake fought so hard for is threatened.

Samantha’s family is falling apart. Her mother’s been dead a year. Her father’s barely keeping up with the bills. Even though Samantha is only sixteen, she’s forced to take the only job she can find. An assistant at the State Psychiatric Hospital where Ed Gein, the serial killer, and model for Psycho was housed.

Otra vez habían llegado las mismas estaciones mortuorias y aburridas de cada año al pueblo de Tulluc (Francia) de 1800. Todos se perdían en sus interminables rutinas mediocres, los mismos días, los mismos rostros, los mismos excesos sodomitas, toda una copia de la copia del pasado. Para el viejo Turett que había vivido en ese pueblo por 55 años, aquello era pan de cada día, pero no para su hermosa hija Minerve de 16 primaveras, que añoraba viajar a todas las ciudades de Francia, para conocer el amor.