ACTUAL RATING: 5/5 stars.BOOK COVER/DESIGN: 6.5/10 stars. I thought the book cover was very 80's. It's simplicity, though, along with the synopsis at the back, led me to buying this book. GENERAL REVIEW/THOUGHTS: One word: wow. I am a sucker for suspense and romance, and I thought, why not read r...
Killing Bliss is the story of three teenage street/foster children caught at a murder scene and the twists and turns they took to avoid being caught, as they were falsely accused of the murder. Another foster child goes missing from the foster home the night of the murder, a toddler that just dis...
The author of "Without a Word" and "Over Her Dead Body" delivers a taut, cunningly plotted thriller about a merciless killer on the trail of a former Las Vegas showgirl.
Tessa tore her eyes from the power statement that was Rand's business domain, gathered her wits, and said, "I'd like to see Rand Fielding, please." She couldn't wait to get out of there. The woman behind the granite counter looked stunned. Tessa guessed it wasn't every day someone dropped by to s...
@page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter 4 Her email came at five o'clock that afternoon. Kent: Here's the plan. I still have Gardenia's post office box number. While there is no guarantee she's still using it, I suggest I send a letter there, telling her you...
I wouldn't have thought you were the type. Way too responsible." Emily spun around, then leaped to her feet. "Quinn!" Her heart nearly jumped out of chest—in joy not fright. Yet, standing a couple of feet from him, a wash of her habitual shyness kept her from rushing to him. But it didn't stop he...
Damn it, he must have heard her crying, or laughing, depending on what memory of Holly came to mind. She brushed at her damp cheeks, oddly embarrassed, as if she’d been caught playing in her mother’s jewel box. “You’re not here to talk about what Sebastian said, are you?” She hoped her expression...
He wondered if she knew how she looked telling her story; her wide eyes looking away from him—sad and childlike, as was the constant swallowing and straightening of shoulders, as though what she was saying would get her in trouble somehow. Either that or she was terrified of losing control, deter...