Death and Damages
A Mystery and Thriller Collection
24 Full Length Books ~ One Million Words
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Death's Shadow by Dariel Raye and Muffy Wilson How far would you go to bring your twin's killer to justice?
Lucky Shores The Long Road Home by Kerry J Donovan
When newly-qualified doctor, Chet Walker, rescues two children from their abusive father, he puts at risk everything he holds dear.
Suicide Blonde by Karen M. Bryson
She's not a police detective, but she played one on television, and now she must solve her sister's murder.
Double Blind by Dan Alatorre
Two detectives hunt a serial killer, but the killer's hunting them.
A Vision A Day Keeps the Killer Away by Kelly Hashway
For psychic P.I. Piper Ashwell, seeing isn't always believing--and she's running out of time to piece together the clues before this kidnapping turns into a murder.
Facing the Past by Alexa Padgett
A childhood tragedy. An unsolved murder. In the quest to rewrite her family's past, Danielle Patterson could lose her future.
Drawing Thin by Patricia Loofbourrow
In a city controlled by the Mob, when the choice is to play by the rules or save a child's life, even a good cop can be pushed too far.
Dismal by Tiana Laveen
The prey becomes the predator when Dr. River Michelet serves a bit of street justice. Welcome to South Bend, Indiana, where the people are nice, the accents are Midwestern, and the killers are the 'boy next door.'
Never Again by Angela Sanders
She fought to leave her past behind her, but for Charlotte, there is no escape.
Double Illusion by Deborah Shlian
A reporter and the nurse he loves put each piece of a deadly puzzle into place while a terrifying secret waits in the shadows...
Vengeance by John Ling
Maya Raines is a spy who must hunt down the ultimate target: her father's murderer.
Burning Secrets by Jane Blythe
They each had secrets; one of those secrets got them all killed
Grayout by Bill Hargenrader
Sometimes imaginary enemies are the most deadly.
The Scarlet Stiletto by Maggie Carpenter
Manhattan: 1938. A blonde bombshell walks into the office of a private detective. In her hand, a bloody stiletto. Did the mob kill her gangster husband, or did she?
Veiled Conspiracy by JaNese Dixon
He's provoking her killer, one word at a time.
Missing You by Shereen Vedam
A wild hunt is on to find a missing cat and retrieve an ancient stolen jewel.
Beach Traffic by Judith Lucci
A college reunion on the Outer Banks of North Carolina turns deadly when a woman is found murdered and five others are reported missing.
Sharpe Note: Sour Grapes of Wrath by Lisa B. Thomas
You're never too old for a midlife crisis.
Mine by Fiona Quinn
A sleepy town in southwest Virginia wakes up to a nightmare of untimely deaths.
Gone by P. Creeden
With a new job in a small town, Ella thought she could get away from big crime. She was wrong.
The Last File by Siera London
A killer's last move. A detective's last chance.
The Missing by Terry Keys
Someone is out there waiting... watching...
Qualified Immunity by Aime Austin
One thread pulled, everything unravels.
Love Thy Sister by Maria Grazia Swan
Mina Calvi's idyllic life in a California mansion came with a price. And now the grim reaper is here to collect.
24 Full Length Books ~ One Million Words
Death and Damages: A Mystery and Thriller Collection
Publication date: November 27th 2018
Genres: Adult, Mystery, Thriller
Danger lurks around every corner!Courageous cops, adventurous agents, and daring detectives hunt for the answers to stop crimes by vicious killers.But what if the damage is already done?Inside these pages you’ll find 24 adventures full of captivating conundrums, hair-raising homicides, and suspenseful secrets from today’s USA Today & Wall Street Journal bestselling and award-winning authors.Become a private investigator yourself. Inspect plots of deadly assassins, cold-blooded killers, and bone-chilling suspense inside the pages of DEATH AND DAMAGES, an enthralling mystery and thriller boxed set.Fans of Lee Child, James Patterson, Gillian Flynn, Paula Hawkins, and John Grisham will devour these puzzling mysteries and gripping thrillers.
24 Full Length Books ~ One Million Words
Included are stories from several NYT, USA Today, WSJ and Award-Winning Bestselling authors.
Muffy Wilson and Dariel RayePatricia Loofbourrow
Siera LondonShereen VedamDeborah ShlianKelly HashwayMaggie CarpenterTiana LaveenAngela SandersKaren M. BrysonAime AustinLisa B. ThomasFiona QuinnKerry J. DonovanJane BlytheDan AlatorreJa’Nese DixonTerry KeysBill HargenraderJudith LucciMaria Grazia Swan
Death's Shadow by Dariel Raye and Muffy Wilson
Everyone gets what they deserve. Everybody knows that.
Hell, it didn’t matter anyway. She was proof. What was a good Catholic college girl doing walking the streets in the wee hours before dawn? She could hardly reconcile the two opposing lifestyles herself.
Brianna was all alone on the barren, black, wet streets. Curiously, she was unafraid to walk the night with the underbelly of society. The longer she followed this path, the more accustomed she became to living in the darkness.
Tonight was likely identical to the night her sister was murdered. She was probably troubled by the same things—haunted by the depths of her own depravity, or at least her own actions, but she was doing what she had to do...for Tatianna. She owed it to her. The click-clack of her heels on the sidewalk announced her approach as she headed…where? Home? That was a laugh. It made her think of the first time—her first time, maybe her sister’s first time—on the streets and in the black flesh pits of San Francisco that served up watered down whiskey, easy women and the finest drug connections money could buy, cheat or steal.
Shrouded in the black lies hidden by the night, she did whatever she needed to do to find out what happened to her sister, even when it meant entertaining the sleaziest the streets had to offer. The rain always had that effect, kept the good ones home while the creeps washed out of every skank black hole. The things she’d done in the name of finding Tatianna’s killer would have sent her careening toward confession immediately after puking her guts out, but there was no time for that.
The police didn’t know and had no more leads. What else could she do? She had to find out. She had to help. At least, she had to try.
But, she got swept away in the trying, caught up in a life she no longer recognized as her own.
Rain pelted the street even harder as she continued along the sidewalk. It was getting harder to remember the differences between her sister’s face and her own. The details of Tatianna’s face seemed to fade more and more as time passed. Sometimes, she felt so lost, it was hard to remember why she was here. It was getting harder and harder…and easier, too. There were nights she couldn’t bear to think about who killed her sister and there were nights she could think of little else. She couldn’t believe the police actually laughed at her. Clearly, they had no intentions of doing anything. She was the only one who cared.
The line between purpose and obsession became obscure. The fact that she was here proved she’d already crossed it.
For tonight, she avoided eye contact, her way of saying she was closed for business as she headed to her one-bedroom flat.
There was a wild thought afloat that nothing positive ever happens until you hit the very bottom of the abyss. Nothing positive had even begun to happen in her life. Guess she had further to fall, since she clearly had not hit rock bottom. Until then, she entertained herself with the thought of finding her sister’s killer and wiping those mocking grins off the police officers’ faces.
Brianna turned at the sound of a heavy, male voice across the street. Despite the rain, his tone made his intentions clear. She didn’t have to see him up close. Fan-fuckin’-tastic. Another creep. Apparently, she had one more interview to perform before the night ended. No names, no “what do you do for a living”, no talk about wives, lovers, divorces or kids. Those were her rules and if they wanted to fuck her, they did it on her terms and that included answering her questions.
The rhythmic thudding of heavy boots coupled with splashing water snatched her away from her thoughts to face the approaching customer. Sighing, she resigned herself to one more. Clear, simple, no muss no fuss…and no lying or kissing. She didn’t want to kiss the underbelly of society, and she didn’t abide lies well. They could save the lies and facades for someone else – someone who cared enough to keep things pleasant. She reached into her over-shoulder bag and whipped out Tati’s picture, always hoping against hope. Maybe this one would supply a lead.
Vengeance by John LingMaya Raines hated the idea of walking into a trap, but she decided to do it anyway. She was dressed in a Muslim robe — long and loose and rustling in the wind. Her face was covered by a veil. She carried a grocery bag as she moved along the sidewalk, being careful not to trip on the pockmarked concrete and scattered rubble. All around her, ominous black flags hung from the shopfronts and soared from the rooftops, declaring the rise of an Islamist caliphate. And just ahead, a roadblock had been set up, manned by jihadi fighters. A modified pickup truck — a technical — was parked on the intersection, with a machine gun mounted on its rear bed. Maya could hear Arabic being spoken in the distance. It sounded harsh and strident; completely different to the gentle melodic rhythm of the Malay language that she was used to. These men were foreign Sunnis. They had come from as far afield as Egypt and Libya, drawn to Malaysia by the promise of killing local Shiites. Maya felt the slow burn of anxiety in her stomach…
Facing the Past by Alexa Padgett“Hank. Thirteen hours. At dawn, Jonathan, gone for thirteen hours.”
Hank turned toward Nancy, his look hollow. Nothing moved across his face, through his eyes. He tilted his head, marginally interested as she swallowed then gasped for air. Hank closed his eyes. “I can’t see any better in the dark than they can,” he said. “You heard the detective say they brought in the dogs. A helicopter from Fort Worth. It’s a full-scale search, almost everyone in town was out looking till it got too dark.”
A faint hum. Louder, a thwap, thwap overhead, a blinding spotlight. Again.
“They could miss him from up there.”
“We’ve already missed him,” Hank shot back, eyes glinting in the semi-darkness.
Nancy shrank back, away from him.
He lowered his head nearly to his knees. Inhaled, exhaled. “My son.”
Cicadas hummed, pressing their bodies against the house. Nothing could hold them together. Not with Jonny missing.
A whippoorwill called. Hank stood there, between the foyer and the living room where Nancy huddled.
“What are we going to do?” she asked him.
Another pass from the helicopter. A dog barking.
Hank hesitated again before seeming to consciously lift his leg to step into the room.
He lay his hand on her shoulder, fingers against her collarbone, his face telling Nancy he was too used up to do more as darkness crowded out the faint porch light.
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