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It’s November 1991. Nirvana’s in the tape deck, George H. W. Bush is in the White House, and movie-obsessed college student Charlie Jordan is in a car with a man who might be a serial killer.
Josh Baxter, the man behind the wheel, is a virtual stranger to Charlie. They met at the campus ride board, each looking to share the long drive home to Ohio. Both have good reasons for wanting to get away. For Charlie, it’s guilt and grief over the shocking murder of her best friend, who became the third victim of the man known as the Campus Killer. For Josh, it’s to help care for his sick father—or so he says.
The longer she sits in the passenger seat, the more Charlie notices there’s something suspicious about Josh, from the holes in his story about his father to how he doesn’t want her to see inside the trunk. As they travel an empty, twisty highway in the dead of night, an increasingly anxious Charlie begins to think she’s sharing a car with the Campus Killer. Is Josh truly dangerous? Or is Charlie’s jittery mistrust merely a figment of her movie-fueled imagination?
One thing is certain—Charlie has nowhere to run and no way to call for help. Trapped in a terrifying game of cat and mouse played out on pitch-black roads and in neon-lit parking lots, Charlie knows the only way to win is to survive the night.
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– Learn MoreRachel Boyes was twenty three when she met every woman’s ideal man.
Donald Knowles was thirty three, tall, dark and handsome with flashing blue eyes, and a bulging bank account. He was the only heir to family business, one of the most successful merchant banks in Britain. In the not too distant future, he knew he’d be a billionaire.
The only problem was Donald drank, gambled and was unfaithful to every woman he was ever with.
His father James laid down the law, told him to clean up his act, find a decent woman instead of the nearly-naked models Donald fancied, get married and have a family. Otherwise, he’d never inherit the bank.
He wouldn’t be a billionaire, he’d be dead broke.
When he accidentally got Rachel pregnant, it was the answer to his prayers and he promptly married her.
Rachel wasn’t a nearly naked model. She was a successful reporter, had a steady job, didn’t drink and didn’t have her hand out for everything that Donald could give her. His parents loved her.
Unfortunately, marriage didn’t mean Donald reformed and within two years he was playing about with those scantily dressed models again, drinking far too much, spending like a fool and gambling like an idiot.
Rachel found solace in her writing, her son and finally in the arms of another man. They knew when they met they were special to each other, but they were both married to other people and said they couldn’t do anything about it.
Well, that lasted about a week and then their affair began….
This is a rags to riches story, innocence to sophistication, the story of Rachel and her loves – Donald, Lucas and then Grant.
Sometimes privilege and wealth doesn’t mean happiness, because sometimes you give your heart to someone you can’t be with.
Sometimes fate hands you a second chance.
Yes, this book is a romance, but it’s more than that, it’s the story of a family, the life and loves of three generations.
My friend read it before it was published and she couldn’t put it down. I hope you will enjoy it as much as she did.
– Learn MoreA murder investigation leads DCI Jack Harris to Scotland, but is it just a fishing expedition?
When a man’s body is found on the Langdon Estate in the North Pennines, DCI Jack Harris suspects the death is connected to recent attacks on anglers by a violent group of animal rights activists.
However, the victim turns out to be an investigator hired to look into the illegal snaring of otters, and it becomes clear that something else is going on in Harris’s quiet rural patch.
With rumours and intrigue bubbling up, swept along by strange currents, Harris and his sergeant, Matt Gallagher, head north of the border where they find themselves knee-deep in some very murky waters.
With Harris out on a limb and at odds with his team, it will take excellent police work to catch a murderer in their midst.
Magic isn’t for sissies.
WARNING: No good comes from reading a book with magic, mayhem, theft, murder, sass talk, demons, animals committing felonies, gleeful revenge, and bad things happening to good people for no particular reason. It won’t encourage good habits and probably fine tune bad ones. The only lesson learned is don’t lie unless you know the rules.
Teenager Peter Whistler lives at the Little Angels Home for Orphan Boys. Life in New Jersey is harsh in the Great Depression, but Peter has an exceptional ability to lie. He hones his talent, convinced it’s the ticket to easy fortune. He certainly doesn’t foresee the arrival of a murderous conjurer with mysterious designs on a little blind girl named Esther. Drawn into a nefarious plot to unleash a demon, Peter leads Esther and an enchanted terrier on a desperate escape to New Orleans and meets Amelie Marchand. Like all well-bred southern girls she’s trained in deadly martial arts, but with a murderous stepmother, Amelie has troubles of her own. Peter and Amelie’s one chance for survival is to head deep into the bayou and seek help from a mad shaman known as the Frog King.
Welcome to an alternate 1930s where both jazz and magic fill New Orleans’ air. Can a little luck, mystical lies, and a dash of Cajun crazy help Peter harness the power to kill an immortal demon? If not, the Depression will be a picnic by comparison when hell arrives on Earth.
Praise for One Way:
‘So riveting I read in one sitting. Can’t speak highly enough about this book’
‘Such a heart stopping, roller coaster ride’
‘I’d go for ten stars if I could; best of the best’
‘I was holding my breath for much of this book not knowing what was coming up the next stairwell – what an adrenaline rush’
‘I have read every book in this series. Unlike so many other ‘series’ books, this one gets better with each book’
NYPD Detective Sam Archer is on his way home on a Sunday afternoon in New York City. He’s been out of the field for over three months due to a broken ankle and a serious bout of pneumonia from a previous case, but has just been given the all clear for a return to duty, starting tomorrow. Archer takes a seat on a bench in the Upper West Side, enjoying a cold drink and soaking up the last remaining sun of the day. Then he sees something totally unexpected. Two men are crossing the street in front of him, heading quickly towards a group climbing into a car. Both men are armed with pistols. And all hell breaks loose.
Shouting a warning and racing to their aid, a ferocious gunfight erupts, shattering the peaceful afternoon. Archer and the group are forced to flee uptown in the strangers’ vehicle, their ambushers giving chase. With their tyres blown out and the car crashing, the group have no choice but to take refuge in a Harlem tenement block, situated in one of the most dangerous areas in the city. Their ambushers are right on their heels and seal off the building, preventing the NYPD from getting close as they start to arrive. Archer and the others are trapped in the building with their attackers.
Hiding out with the group from the car in an apartment upstairs, Archer starts to piece together the situation. The people he’s with are US Marshals, protecting a witness, a nine year old girl. Clearly, someone out there is desperate to kill her. But as they barricade themselves in and wait for back-up, none of them realise the full extent of the danger they are in. Others are on their way to the building, ruthless trained killers who won’t leave until the girl is dead. As the scores of NYPD and Marshals on the street desperately try to figure out how they can get to their people inside, Archer and the Marshals must fight to stay alive against increasingly hopeless odds, running out of ammunition, chances and time.
Unarmed and totally unprepared, Archer is thrown back into the fray; either kill or be killed. As they encounter the enemy, suffer casualties and Archer learns who this child witness really is, two things become abundantly clear. There’s only one way in or out of the building.
And it appears there’s only one way this can end.