Assassin Thriller

The body lying on its back before us was unquestionably that of the man who had attempted to kill Holmes and I with explosives at Glenbury Gardens. He wore the same dark clothing, although his hat was gone, and the hare lip was a livid scar on his pallid face. Strangely, it crossed my mind that what could be seen of his expression in death was softer than that he had worn in life.

Set in fogbound wintry Milan, In the Name of Ishmael is the story of a secret cult of assassins and the two detectives who set out to reveal the true identity of Ishmael, the group's heavily protected and enigmatic leader.

In the arms race against Russia, the United States has eked ahead with their superior advancements in computer technology. All that changes when Russia recruits some of Japan’s finest scientific minds to build their greatest weapon yet: a supercomputer capable of annihilating the US’s formidable Star Wars defense system. Destined for the land of the Samurai, the Black Berets know just how much is riding on this latest mission. If Russia succeeds in its quest for world domination, the future of the warriors’ countrymen—and their loved ones—is bleak indeed.

Me llamo Darío Pertegaz, soy agente de la Policía Nacional y si están leyendo estas líneas, eso querrá decir que ya estaré muerto. Voy a suicidarme. Así comienza esta novela donde se narra lo que le sucedió a un policía corrupto y a su estricta compañera en el transcurso de una compleja investigación destinada a atrapar a un despiadado asesino en serie cuyo particular código moral le impide matar a personas inocentes. Permítanme contarles esta historia. Hónrenme con su lectura.

Démis de ses fonctions de commandant à la PJ parisienne, le lieutenant Lucas Dorinel vit son exil brestois comme une petite mort. Jusqu'à ce qu'un message obscur "Les Bêtes seront sacrifiées" lui rappelle ce que la mort, la vraie, a de plus terrifiant. Car le message le conduit à un cadavre. Sauvagement mutilé. Celui d'un homme incarcéré huit ans plus tôt pour le meurtre d'un enfant. En s'adressant directement à lui, l'assassin réveille en Lucas à la fois son instinct de flic et sa violence. Le meurtrier et lui sont faits de la même étoffe.

Roma, 46 d.C. Durante un inverno particolarmente freddo, la domus di Publio Aurelio Stazio diventa il terreno di caccia di un assassino feroce e crudele, che colpisce con intelligenza e sprezzo del pericolo, lasciando una vera e propria scia di sangue tra le stanze della villa. Sembra prediligere vittime omosessuali, ma comprendere la logica, il movente del killer, è impossibile. C'è un disegno dietro quelle morti, o si tratta solo di brutale follia omicida? Quale legame c'è, se c'è, tra le vittime? E, soprattutto, cui prodest?, "a chi giova?" si chiede addolorato Publio Aurelio.

Having barely escaped the clutches of the Guard, Sefia and Archer are back on the run, slipping into the safety of the forest to tend to their wounds and plan their next move. Haunted by painful memories, Archer struggles to overcome the trauma of his past with the impressors, whose cruelty plagues him whenever he closes his eyes. But when Sefia and Archer happen upon a crew of impressors in the wilderness, Archer finally finds a way to combat his nightmares: by hunting impressors and freeing the boys they hold captive.

In six minutes, one of us would be dead. None of us knew it was coming. So says Wes Holloway, a once-cocky and ambitious presidential aide, about the day that changed his life forever. On that Fourth of July, Wes put Ron Boyle, the chief executive's oldest friend, into the presidential limousine. By the time the trip came to an end, Wes was permanently disfigured, and Boyle was dead, the victim of a crazed assassin.

Victor ha un talento naturale per l'omicidio. Sicario abile e spietato si trova costretto a lavorare per conto di un misterioso agente della CIA: tre sconosciuti, tre colpi. Ma il lavoro non è veloce e pulito come avrebbe voluto. Man mano che il killer elimina le sue vittime, si rende conto che il gioco si fa sempre più complesso, intricato e letale. Nel suo mestiere non è sempre facile tracciare una linea netta tra nemici e alleati, ma Victor si accorge di essere nel mezzo di una guerra segreta.

I’m officially dead. Unofficially, I’m alive and on the run. There are new questions. New dangers. New scars that cut deep. There’s also my new travel buddy, a total psycho who could kill me any moment. And did I mention I’m hated all over the internet? Meanwhile, the evil JPAC are planning something terrible that puts us all eyeballs deep in trouble. So, do I lay low and keep running? Or risk everything and fight back? Whatever I do next, it’s gonna determine the rest of my (potentially very short) life. It could decide yours too.

Guy believed he’d found the answer to overcoming that bleak dysfunctional fatalism they all felt. Bottling up emotions isn’t good, he reasoned. So, he would do what ordinary people did and he would set up an emotional support group. It was only when the newest member joined the group that things started to happen. The tables were turning and the assassins found themselves being targeted. This wasn’t good, but at least it gave an opportunity to get away from the hotel that served the worst tea imaginable.

Treeka can’t tell friend from foe. As New York lies in battle-ravaged ruin, the desperate cyborg struggles to evade murderous hordes of humans infected by a maniacal doctor’s neurotoxin. And though an elite group of assassins invites her to join their underground institution, the severely injured fugitive refuses to accept the role of a paid killer.

Quando Carla torna a casa il suo gatto sonnecchia sul divano. Come sempre, a casa degli zii (Carla vive con loro da quando... a questo preferisce non pensare) non c'è nessuno, a parte il gatto. Ma oggi Cucco è strano. Ha le zampe bagnate. E lascia delle impronte. Rosse. Di sangue? All'improvviso in casa fanno irruzione due agenti, in divisa e senza distintivo: sarà perché sono in missione speciale? Carla non sa se fidarsi, ma non c'è tempo: la fanno salire in macchina e portano via anche il gatto. Si ritrova così al centro di un'indagine per omicidio.

In the waning days of World War II, Hitler gave his diary to a young aide for safekeeping. Now it's threatening to resurface, with explosive contents: the details of a meeting between emissaries of Hitler and Roosevelt to reach an armistice and turn their collective efforts against the Soviet Union. The American representative: a close relative of none other than the current President, Jake Cazalet.

Victor è un assassino abile, spietato, una faccia che scompare tra la folla senza lasciare indizi. Rintracciato da un vecchio contatto che gli chiede di proteggere la figlia Gisele, accetta l'incarico in nome della vecchia amicizia che lo lega a Eleanor, la madre della ragazza. Gisele è a Londra e, stando alle poche notizie che si hanno di lei, è diventata l'obiettivo dei nemici di suo padre.

The sun had begun its descent towards the western horizon and the promise of warmth was sinking with it. Gold and pink rays glancing off mountaintops spread as one over the frozen lake below. Midway up a mountain slope overlooking the lake and not too far from where the Urals trailed off into the wasteland, Pavel Rostislav lay in wait. A light wind whispered across the incline, bringing cold that found a way through his winter gear and set him shivering.

Victor, con il suo ultimo lavoro sporco per una fazione dell'agenzia di intelligence americana, si è creato nuovi nemici potenti e ogni sua mossa può essere l'ultima. Vive braccato dai sicari di un intermediario a cui lui stesso dà la caccia, e da poco si trova anche nel mirino di Antonio Alvarez, un funzionario dell'agenzia di spionaggio americana che essendosi fatto strada fino a raggiungere i piani alti può finalmente scovare l’assassino che gli è sfuggito durante un’operazione a Parigi.

When Gwendolyn Bloom's father vanishes, she sets off on a journey she never bargained for. Traveling under a new identity in a world of assassins, spies, and criminal masterminds, she uncovers a disturbing truth. To bring her father back alive, she must become every bit as cruel as the men holding him captive.

Richard Hanney is an ordinary man, drawn into mysteries he does not understand, and no one is willing to help him. In these 2 suspense novels written by the father of the modern spy thriller, Hanney must outwit villains in unnerving situations that lay bare the thin veneer separating civilized man from the barbarian.

When invisibility is insufficient protection from his enemies, Darkmind hides in plain sight - in Ji Anna’s body. Told from Darkmind’s perspective, Vaya Sage finds himself in a lethal game of wits while still disoriented from a black market brain scan. While Darkmind reviews memories from previous bodies, Vaya Sage must determine whether or not to confront Darkmind. If he does, he risks mental enslavement - if he doesn’t, he may destroy everything he’s fought for.