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The Murder of Manny Grimes
The Cases of Lieutenant DeLong #1 By Angela Kay Genre: Suspense, Thriller, Mystery
When three young boys stumble into Lieutenant Jim DeLong's life one night during a winter storm, they claim they've seen a dead body by the swing sets of the Columbia County Elementary School. After he investigates, DeLong sees no evidence, not even a body. But were the boys telling the truth?
With the help of his oldest friend and mentor, former Naval investigator Russ Calhoun, DeLong sets out to find whether Manny Grimes is alive or dead. The further away he gets to the bottom of the mystery, the closer he comes to realize that his own life is falling apart. Delving deeper into the murder of Manny Grimes, Lieutenant DeLong begins to unravel, losing his sense of control, falling into old temptations he spent years to overcome. Will he be able to move past his own demons and untangle the web of lies before it's too late?
Blood Runs Cold
The Cases of Lieutenant DeLong #2
A young woman has been murdered at the Savannah Rapids Pavilion and Lieutenant Jim DeLong realizes at first sight this case will be the most difficult one of his career. DeLong is immediately swept into the memories of his childhood and dark secrets he's longed to forget.
The victim is his sister-in-law, and old thoughts he's fought to delete will be resurrected whether DeLong likes it or not. He and his brother have been estranged by unhappy times in their youth. With no clear motive, DeLong questions his ability to remain objective.
About the Author
Equipped with a professional writing degree from Augusta State University, Angela Kay is a southern lady who spends her days and nights dreaming up new ways to solve dark murders of normal people. Angela Kay was one of 23 across the United States to win a 2009 playwright contest for her one-act entitled “Digging Deeper.” Because of this, she was able to spend a week in Atlanta at the Horizon Theater Company. She lives in Augusta, Georgia with her crazy calico, Maggie.
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Summary:
Genevieve Vandermere-Anderson lives in an elite world carefully crafted by her stepfather. While other girls her age revel in the freedom of their first summer break from college, Genevieve has no choice but to return to her childhood home in Hilton Head, South Carolina to play sidekick to her vindictive stepfather. Forbidden from social media and isolated from her peers, she returns home disheartened and oppressed by the actions of her past, governed by secrets. Though she is fearful of the repercussions, Genevieve decides it is time to start making her own choices. She sneaks out of her fortified house to attend the annual beach bonfire. There she meets a handsome stranger and follows him to an abandoned boathouse hidden in low country marshes. Little does she know that this small act of rebellion will be the catalyst for unraveling the truth about her regretful past, and the layers of deception her stepfather has masterminded. When she begins to investigate the boating accident that tragically killed her mother and two other people, she discovers that her stepfather's suspicious behavior and control tactics are all part of a greater agenda.
Review:
This book was like a roller coaster ride. There was so much going on, so much mystery and piecing together events of the past, so much back and forth of character emotions and wondering what was going on, who to trust. My head spun as I tried to read fast so I could find out how everything would turn out. There were so many characters and so much going on in so many different lives. You would think this would make the book feel like too much, but it wasn’t. We basically already know the big mystery from the get-go. Or do we? The book is about piecing everything together and gathering evidence. This is very different from other mystery books. I’m happy that it seems this is just the start. That we will get more stories from the characters in this book.
5-Stars!!!
About the Author
Jana was born and raised in Charlotte, North Carolina. An avid reader, she loves to travel, cook and try exotic foods. She is a self- proclaimed 'city girl' who fell in love with a country boy. Jana, her husband and their daughter live on a retired pasture, with a lovely farmland view. An animal lover she has Siberian Husky named Blizzard, a barn kitty named Winter and an impolite group of wild turkeys.
Title: When Autumn Ends
Author: Beth Rinyu Genre: Romance/Mystery Release Date: February 19, 2018
Blurb:
I was at the top of my game until reality hit in a way I had never imagined, forcing me to face the living hell that had become my life. The ghosts and demons that once filled the pages of my bestselling novels now flooded my mind, consuming my thoughts both day and night. She was hauntingly beautiful, and I was drawn to her in the most unimaginable way. She was my breath when I had stopped breathing. She was my hope when I was drowning in despair. She was my muse when I had lost all motivation. But nothing good lasted—not in my world anyway. Like the last days of autumn when the beautiful leaves are stripped away by the long winter days, lurking in the distance; her caring ways and gentle soul were only temporary. Soon it would be taken from me, leaving my heart as barren as those once majestic trees. But unlike those autumn days, she remained, giving me the courage to face the cold, dark winter of my past while uncovering secrets and lies that could be the premise of a bestseller. Only, this wasn’t fiction, this was my reality—a reality I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.
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Author Bio:
Ever since I can remember, I have always enjoyed Creative Writing. There was always something about being able to travel to a different place or become a different person with just the stroke of a pen - or in today's world a touch of the keyboard. I am the author of The Exception To The Rule, An Unplanned series, Drowning In Love, A Cry for Hope, A Will To Change, Blind Side of Love, Three of a Kind series, Easy Silence, and A Right To Remain.
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Title: Friends List
Author: Rob Watson Genre: Suspense/thriller/mystery/horror Release Date: January 2, 2018 Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Blurb:
My friends are being slaughtered one by one. Decapitated. Burned alive. Chopped to pieces. The hooded killer has vowed to keep murdering people I care about until they’re all dead, their profile pics on social media replaced with photos of their mutilated bodies. The police can’t catch him. They have no leads. The horror is making the visions come back—the fire that took my parents, leaving my twin Alex and me alive, but broken. The hooded killer won’t stop until I’m completely shattered. He’ll eat away at my mind, heart, and soul until there’s nothing left. No one left to love, no one left to trust, and nothing I can be sure is real. Dr. Cross thinks a trip back to the place my parents died will stop the visions. Alex is afraid it’s a trap. But I know the hooded killer won’t hurt me. That’s not his game. His game is much deeper. Much darker.
What Others Are Saying:
“Very suspenseful. The novel gives clues throughout, but never gives it away. The climax will have you cringing and on the edge of your seat. Best read I've had since my days of reading Stephen King.” - Amazon Review “Rob Watson writes a very twisted psychological suspense that will leave you on the edge of your seat and trying to figure out the inner workers of a killer’s mind.” - Amazon Review
Rob Watson was born in Santa Monica, California. He is married and is the father of three children. He is the president/CEO of Damaged Psyche Productions. He is a horror/sci-fi fanatic and has been ever since early childhood. He has been imagining and writing stories for as far back as he can remember. Some of his idols are Rod Serling, Steven King, David Cronenberg, Edgar Allan Poe, Alfred Hitchcock, Wes Craven, and Dan Curtis. Rob studied film and creative writing at Long Beach City College and California State University, Long Beach, after which he spent a couple of years working on movie production crews (as set PA, second assistant director, boom, etc.). Since then, he has written almost a dozen feature length screenplays (mostly horror and/or sci-fi) as well as numerous short stories and scripts. He has two original screenplays currently in pre-production and has written several “work-for- hire” scripts.
Excerpt:
The music’s volume lowered and knocking echoed through the speakers. The words “Someone’s Knocking” appeared next to the door graphic. Kimberly closed her blog window and moved her avatar to the peephole. Another dialogue box appeared, inside which Kimberly typed: Who’s there? The peephole widened and an avatar of a hooded figure appeared. A dialogue box popped up next to the avatar, and inside the box appeared the screen name IWNTUDED. Kimberly typed: Do I know you? IWNTUDED responded: Yes. But not the way u think u do. “Seriously, this is so not the time for this,” Kimberly muttered to herself. She typed: Doug, is that you? Look, I know you still love me, but it’s over. It’s nothing you did, it’s just that I’m going through so many changes right now. She sighed. I’m sorry. Tell you what. I’ll give you a weekend of goodbye sex when I get back, okay? After a few uncomfortable moments passed, IWNTUDED responded: Sounds like fun, but I’m not Doug. “What the hell?” Kimberly whispered as the ambient light from the laptop’s screen eerily illuminated her pretty face. She stared at the screen and typed: Who is this? There was a long moment before IWNTUDED responded: The last person you’ll ever see. “Okay, fuck this,” Kimberly blurted. She clicked the “KEEP OUT” icon next to Iwntuded’s screen name, and the “LOCK DOOR” icon on the keyhole graphic. “So long, creep.” She picked up the Starbucks cup sitting on her Abnormal Psychology textbook, took a sip, spun her chair around, and reclined with her back to the computer. While she sat there thinking how much easier life would be if it was this simple to get rid of people in the real world, the word “Unlock” appeared on the door graphic, and the Iwntuded avatar entered the room and approached the Kimber avatar. Finished musing over the inherent advantages of Cybering, Kimberly turned back toward the laptop screen and was dumbstruck when she saw Iwntuded’s avatar standing next to hers. “What the hell?” She placed her Starbucks cup on the desk and then typed: How did you get in here? The Iwntuded avatar held up a key graphic, and then IWNTUDED typed: I have a key. Kimberly’s heart skipped a beat. She sank down in her chair and wrapped her arms tightly around herself. Should I be scared of this creep? She shook her head. Of course not, this is just some acne covered kid with nothing better to do on Datenight USA, or some overweight, balding pervert who gets off on scaring the shit out of young girls. He fear morphed to anger and she sat up straight in her chair. Look, jerkoff, she typed, the Roommates website recorded your IP address when you logged on. So get out of here and leave me the fuck alone before I report your perverted ass. IWNTUDED replied: Okay. But first, will u do me a favor? Kimberly typed: What? May I have a sip of that coffee? What the fuck? Kimberly typed: What coffee? After a few tension-filled moments, IWNTUDED replied: The Starbucks next to your keyboard. The words on her laptop screen leapt out at Kimberly as if they were in 3D. She glanced at the Starbucks cup, after which she jumped to her feet and scanned nervously about her dimly lit apartment. Oh my God – someone’s here! But how did he get in? And where is he now – watching me? Just as she reached for the phone to dial 911, Kimberly spotted the webcam atop her computer’s monitor and a wave of relief washed over her. “You little hacker.” She sat back down and yanked the USB cable from the webcam. “Show’s over, jerk wad.” She smirked at her laptop screen and held her middle finger up to Iwntuded’s avatar. That wasn’t very nice. Kimberly replied: What – ending your little peep show? IWNTUDED typed: No, giving me the finger. Kimberly jumped to her feet. She glanced wildly around the room and then back at the monitor. Fight or flight mode started setting in as she typed: Who are u and what the fuck do u want? I told u – I’m the last person you’ll ever see. As for what I want… On the opposite side of the unlit apartment, a closet door quietly opened. A hooded figure emerged holding a smartphone in one hand and a sixteen-inch hunting knife in the other. While Kimberly sat staring at her computer screen, the figure typed on the smartphone’s keypad, and the reply displayed on Kimberly’s laptop screen: It’s all in my name. What’s my name, Kimberly? Wide-eyed, her hands trembling, Kimberly typed: IWNTUDED. IWNTUDED instantly replied: That’s what I want! Kimberly studied her tormentor’s username with the urgency her situation demanded. Then, in a dread-filled whisper, she read aloud, “I…want…you…dead.”
Better Not Cry
Rebekka Franck Book 8 by Willow Rose Genre: Mystery, Supernatural Suspense
He stalks you when you’re sleeping. He kills when you’re awake…Reporter Rebekka Franck is ready to escape the headlines for a relaxing holiday with her family. Small town Cocoa Beach, Florida seems like the perfect getaway for sunny days and silent nights. At least, until a boy’s dead body is found stuffed in the chimney…
Rebekka learns that the boy is the latest in a long line of victims preyed upon by a local legend. But a demon cloaked in red with sharp fingernails who comes down the chimney can’t be real. Can it? With the help of a local teen whose dad fell victim to the creature, Rebekka investigates the growing body count. But as Christmas creeps closer, the reporter must catch the demon before it checks her and her family’s names off the naughty list… Better Not Cry is a spine-tingling Christmastime horror story featuring Willow Rose’s iconic characters Rebekka Franck and Jack Ryder. If you like pulse-pounding scares, imaginative plots, and hellish new takes on Santa, then you’ll love Willow Rose’s holiday horror.
The Queen of Scream aka Willow Rose is a #1 Amazon Best-selling Author and an Amazon ALL-star Author of more than 40 novels. She writes Mystery, Suspense, Horror, Supernatural thrillers, and Fantasy.
She lives on Florida's Space Coast with her husband and two daughters. When she is not writing or reading, you will find her surfing and watch the dolphins play in the waves of the Atlantic Ocean. Willow's books are fast-paced, nail-biting pageturners. Several of her books have reached the Kindle top 20 of ALL books in the US, UK, and Canada. She has sold more than two million books.
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Title: When Autumn Ends
Author: Beth Rinyu
Genre: Romance/Mystery
Release Date: February 19, 2018
I was at the top of my game until reality hit in a way I had never imagined, forcing me to face the living hell that had become my life. The ghosts and demons that once filled the pages of my bestselling novels now flooded my mind, consuming my thoughts both day and night.
She was hauntingly beautiful, and I was drawn to her in the most unimaginable way.
She was my breath when I had stopped breathing.
She was my hope when I was drowning in despair.
She was my muse when I had lost all motivation.
But nothing good lasted—not in my world anyway.
Like the last days of autumn when the beautiful leaves are stripped away by the long winter days, lurking in the distance; her caring ways and gentle soul were only temporary. Soon it would be taken from me, leaving my heart as barren as those once majestic trees. But unlike those autumn days, she remained, giving me the courage to face the cold, dark winter of my past while uncovering secrets and lies that could be the premise of a bestseller. Only, this wasn’t fiction, this was my reality—a reality I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.
“That was really so cool. I can’t thank you enough for taking me.” She gazed over at me as she put on her seatbelt.
“It really wasn’t that big of a deal.”
“It was for me. I usually don’t get to do fun stuff like this. My weekends were always used to go over manuscripts that I didn’t have time to finish during the week. Now they’re just filled with spending it with stuffy old lawyers and their uppity wives while Brad tries to impress them. He would never dream of coming to a place like this, no matter how much I loved it.”Letting out a deep sigh, she pulled her sunglasses over her eyes. “So, thank you for giving me this once in a lifetime opportunity.”
I shifted back to park just as I was about to back out. “So that’s it. Once you get married, you’re never going do the things you want to do again?”
“Well, I-I didn’t say —”
It wasn’t my business, and I was totally overstepping the boundaries of whatever type of bizarre relationship we had, but it was like she totally let this guy control her. “Why does this place have to be a once in a lifetime for you?”
“I just meant, I’ll probably never make it back here again.”
“Why?” I demanded.
“I don’t know…geeze!” she let out a nervous laugh.
“Don’t let anyone take away your autumn.”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
“Look at the trees around you. What do you see?”
She moved her sunglasses back to the top of her head and looked out the window. “An explosion of reds, oranges and yellows. It’s beautiful,” she whispered, focusing her attention back to me.
“Don’t let anyone strip that beauty away from you and fill it with the cold barren days of winter. Because once they do, it will never come back again.”
Her deep brown eyes burned into mine, holding all the power as if they were exploring the deepest depth of my soul. “You can still get it back, you know.” Her voice wavered.
Breaking her gaze, I stared straight ahead and whispered, “I don’t want it back."
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