V. J. Chambers

When Wren Delacroix and Detective Caius Reilly investigate a new crime scene, they're surprised to discover the killer has left a personal note, addressed directly to Reilly. As they unravel its cryptic message, they are led down a twisty road to reveal secrets about Reilly's past and about his mother, a victim of the serial killer Mark Quentin Rhoads.This new killer means business. He's vicious. He's smart. He's brutal.He's playing a game with them.But only he knows the rules.

Months have passed since the events in the woods behind the compound, and with no new cases, the task force might be shut down. Wren Delacroix could leave town, but she lingers, even without any work. And then, there's a report from a local hospital of a possible angel of death serial killer and the questionable deaths of a number of elderly patients. Wren and Reilly begin interviewing nurses. There's a strong possibility this killer is female, and she may be nearly impossible to catch. But it seems that nothing in Cardinal Falls can escape the reach of the Fellowship or the shadow of the Crimson Ram. Soon, the two find themselves delving into the past, to the crime over a decade ago at "the tower," where one madman claims serial killers were birthed in blood. And what was born in Wren herself back then? The deeper she digs, the more she fears that she'll unearth unchecked violence within herself. After everything she's been through lately, she's... changed. Harder. Angrier. Outside, it's frozen February. Inside, it's hot turmoil.

There are two kinds of serial killers-organized and disorganized. This killer that Wren Delacroix is trying to make a profile for? He's both. Or neither. Or... she doesn't know what, but she can't make heads or tails of his crime scenes.The killer leaves his teenage-girl victims where he killed them. Naked, dirty, and destroyed, they are tossed aside like nothing, and he runs. This is classic disorganized presentation.However, the killer has also cleaned up after himself, leaving behind no evidence whatsoever, and he's posting videos on YouTube, claiming responsibility and taunting the authorities. That's something an organized killer would do.As the bodies pile up, Wren's profile is exactly nowhere.And then a man hurt by her mother Vivian, entangled with Wren's own past, emerges from the woodwork, desperate and violent. Now Wren has more pressing concerns than solving the case-like her own safety.

Copycat murders. Wren Delacroix doesn't like them. They aren't easy to profile, and this one is no exception. Whoever killed Oliver Campbell had intimate knowledge of Major Hill's murders, and Wren can't be sure who that could be. To make matters worse, Wren isn't experiencing her typical eagerness to solve this case. Instead, thinking about it fills her with a crushing dread that seems to consume her. It's as if she knows that once she solves it, things will never be the same.The trail of this killer sends Wren and Reilly tunneling into the past, to speak with Vivian Delacroix in prison, and eventually deep into the woods outside the compound, where they find a threat of blood and bone that spirals into chaos and violence.Soon, they are fighting for their very lives.

It's been fifteen years since Vivian Delacroix unleashed her followers on the town of Cardinal Falls. The cult members killed anyone Vivian told them was a threat to their beliefs.Now, another killer takes young girls of nine or ten, all related to Vivian's original victims. He drugs them, suffocates them, and painstakingly arranges them in ritualistic poses. The bodies give up no evidence to the killer's identity.When Wren Delacroix finds the latest victim in the middle of giving a tour, she's forced to admit to herself that she came back to her home town because of her perverse interest in the case. These dead girls, she can't get them out of her head. Even though she dropped out of the FBI Academy and tried to flee from the dark parts of herself, she can't run away. Before she knows what she's doing, she's spouting her fully formed profile of the killer to Detective Caius Reilly, head of the tri-state task force, and she's begging him to let her help. She needs to solve this case and stop this killer.If only to prove to herself that she's nothing like her mother Vivian.

for fans of Caroline Kepnes's You...She hires me to build her house. It's a small, off-grid homestead on an isolated mountain in West Virginia.Look, I'm not a bad guy. It's not like I'm proud of the fact that I built myself a peep room into her house. I only get violent when I get pushed too far. And I don't kill people or anything. Well. Not many, anyway.The point is, it's fine that I'm the way I am, because deep down, all women want the wrong kind of man. They can't help it. There's something primitive inside the female soul that secretly fantasizes about something savage and sexual and strong.And it's a good thing I'm out here, looking after her. Because bad things could happen to a woman alone, a woman out here at the edge of the wilderness.Very, very bad things.

He is attracted to her. Of course he is. But what he feels for her, it is more than something carnal. It is inspired, almost otherworldly. This is it. The last weekend. They will all be dead by dawn.Every fall, Pagan Moore meets up with her college friends for a weekend together. This year they're gathering in a posh mansion on its own private island off the coast of Maine. Sometimes when they all get drinking, old wounds get opened up. Pagan expects some friction and drama. She doesn't expect a massacre.Over the years, she and her friends have drifted apart, but the link between all of them is Pagan's best friend, Lia Henderson. Lia is the glue that holds them together, even now, four years after graduation.But someone stalks Lia, and his fixation has turned deadly. He will kill them all to get to her, one by one.Pagan and her friends are oblivious.But he's out there.

After some recovery time for the Conviction Review Unit, Elke Lawrence is ready for a challenge. But she gets more than she bargained for with this new case, involving a man convicted of killing his wife sixteen years before. There's no body. No murder weapon. No physical evidence at all except two small drops of blood in his kitchen. The DNA of the blood doesn't match anyone involved in the case. There's challenging, and then there's impossible. Elke is beginning to think this case is the latter.

When Sidney Reilly, twice divorced and mother of two, moves to Lassiter Cove, she's hoping for a fresh start. But the women of Lassiter Cove are too good to be true. They work high-powered jobs, spend quality time with their children, cook healthy and balanced meals from scratch, look ten years younger than their actual age, and are all incredibly thin. Then she discovers their secret: the Regimen, an invitation-only program offered by the local gym and spa, which promises a complete transformation. It all seems perfect. Until Sidney discovers the women who are disappearing from the spa. Until she tangles with the dark, brawny man at its center, who everyone seems to worship. Until her own daughter becomes a target. Lassiter Cove isn't what it seems, and Sidney is heading for the fight of her life.

An anonymous letter summons Emilia Farrow to Siesta Key. An oceanfront house has been rented there for her, its closet stocked with designer clothes in her size. The mysterious correspondent promises that if she comes, she will find out what really happened to her sister Violet. Her death wasn't an accident. Immersing herself in a world of wealth and privilege, Emilia has nightmares about the Wainwright mansion next door. Her mother used to work there years ago. Recently, her sister also worked for the Wainwrights. Just looking at the house makes Emilia feel as if she can't breathe. Her strongest memory of the place is her mother packing up her and her sister and fleeing in the hours before dawn. What happened all those years ago? Was Violet murdered? Who killed her? And who rented this house for Emilia?

The Conviction Review Unit: an investigative team that overturns convictions and frees the innocent. Elke Lawrence has never been happier in her job as the head of the Conviction Review Unit. But when her younger brother comes to her in fear for his life because he's been selling drugs for her locked-up ex-husband, Elke is completely thrown. She has to save her brother, and she can't allow him to suffer for her ex-husband's sins. But she can hardly concentrate at work. The new case she's picked out, a young man who's accused of killing his girlfriend, doesn't seem to want to unravel. Everyone else, including the other members of the CRU, think he's actually guilty. Elke won't give up on the case, though, and she won't give up on her brother. Even if her holding on leads to gunshots on a cold winter night and blood in the snow.

An eighteen-year-old girl and her boyfriend ease their way into her darkened house. They tiptoe down the hallway, stepping over the blood spatter of her parents' murder scene, never noticing. When they discover the bodies and call the police an hour later, they are prime suspects in the killings, and they are eventually convicted. But they are innocent. They have been trapped in prison for twenty-five years. Until now. The newly formed Conviction Review Unit has the power to overturn wrongful convictions. Heading up the unit is Elke Lawrence, former prosecuting attorney, running from a dark and painful past. She is joined by Detective Iain Hudson, who only trusts physical evidence, and former defense attorney Frankie Hart, whose passion is freeing the innocent. But as the CRU begins to investigate the case, malice surfaces from those hell-bent on making sure some secrets stay buried. The unit must overcome every obstacle, every threat. They must uncover the truth.

Cade "Ripper" Davies I don't do attachments. I don't do affection. I do my job, and it's all I need. I'm a contract killer, and I'm a bad man. But this girl, Shell, she's getting to me. She started out as a convenient hostage, a means to an end. But for some reason, I'm keeping her safe, even though it means turning against a man I once considered my best friend. There's something about her, and not just that she's sexy as hell. I can't get her out of my head, and I can't let her go. Shell Birch The first thing I notice about Cade is that he's ridiculously attractive. The next thing I notice is that he's pointing a gun at me. He's dangerous, more dangerous than anyone I've ever met. But there's so much more to him than that, and from the moment I glimpse that other side of him, I'm stuck. The side that wants to take care of me, the side that ends up protecting me even when it hurts him. The side of him that takes me and makes me his...but I can't be his for very long. Not with the kind of life he leads, not with the kinds of demons he has. Oh. And I think I might be pregnant.