Dark Crime Fiction

Nicky just wants to save her brother. She showed up with an envelope full of cash and a smart mouth and found herself in a den of monsters. I wish I could say I was the best of them, I wish I could protect her - but I’m far from perfect.

When Tilly Edgely lands a position working at Ashton’s bookshop in Cambridge, she thinks she’s found her perfect job. But one winter’s morning, when she arrives to open up, she discovers the body of her boss suspended from the ceiling, hanging by a rope around his neck. DCI Barrett and DI Palmer are called to the scene and quickly find themselves searching for a twisted killer whose identity and motive are nearly impossible to trace. But just when they think they have the murderer in their sights, another body shows up throwing the case wide open....

Summer Meads, a girl born into the world as a slave and forced to grow up tossed from one house to the next, must survive. She knows nothing of her bloodline to the Mafia world, even when she met Chase when they were children. To save Summer and to take down one of the most feared Mafia families, Chase must marry her. At what cost will Chase and Summer’s marriage cost not only them, but the Marcel family? How can a slave girl be helpful for the Mafia family?

Dans Le Bayou Tèche, les marais forment un enchevêtrement où il est facile de disparaître. Elise, une Française, s’y est réfugiée pour fuir quelque chose de sombre, d’indicible, qu’elle a laissé en France. Elle est partie du jour au lendemain, abandonnant tout derrière elle. L’indicible est un personnage trouble et difficile à cerner : son mari. Ce roman croise les histoires respectives du laissé-pour-compte en Dordogne, et de la fugitive en Louisiane.

Detective Roger LeCarre. Scourge of crime. Guardian of Exeter. Amateur squash player. And now, party guest at Powderham, the manor house owned by mysterious billionaire tech genius Eli Quartz. It is a small and unconventional gathering: the Bishop, a fading radio star, a desperate aristocrat, the ageing butler and his absurdly beautiful daughter—and Detective Roger LeCarre. Then a snowstorm blows in and the group realise they are trapped. And when, completely against expectations for this kind of situation, someone winds up dead, it's obvious who must solve the crime.

When the body of a homeless woman is found under Bradford’s railway arches, DS Nikki Parekh and her trusty partner DC Sajid Malik are on the case. With little evidence, it’s impossible to make a breakthrough, and when Nikki receives a newspaper clipping taunting her about her lack of progress in catching the killer, she wonders if she has a personal link to the case. When another seemingly unrelated body is discovered, Nikki receives another note. Someone is clearly trying to send her clues...but who? And then a third body is found.

Human remains are recovered from the bottom of the River Clyde. Not an unusual occurrence, but these have been sleeping the deep, dark sleep for eighteen years. Suddenly Glasgow’s underworld is buzzing with the news that the dredged up bones belong to Gentleman Joe Strachan, Glasgow’s most successful and ruthless armed robber.

The table is set for family dinner; roast chicken, wine for them and juice for their darling boy, a vase of fresh daisies from the garden for decoration. But the food is cold, and the flowers are wilting. You might think they were sleeping in the next room, if it wasn’t for the blood dripping crimson onto the carpet.

أين أنت يا حارسة الجحيم؟ سألت نورا نفسها هذا السؤال وهي تغادر مكتبها في مبنى التحقيقات الجنائية، وكان عليها أولاً أن تجد إجابة قاطعة لهذا السؤال قبل أن تنتقل إلى التفكير فيما يجب أن تفعله في عملية (خادمة القصر) التي لم تدم فرحتها بحلها أكثر من بضع دقائق قبل أن تتعقد أحداثها وتتشابك من جديد...

"أمير الوكيل" ضابط شُرطة ومحقق بمكتب البحث الجنائي، وهو في منتصف الثلاثينات من العُمر يميزه شعره الأحمر الناري والذي بسببه ينسبونه إلى جهنم، قامته لطويلة وطلته وسيمة في حين دائمًا ما تكتسي ملامحه بالجدية، فلا أحد من كل من يعيشون حوله رآه يبتسم ولو مرة واحدة فقط.

هكذا صرخت (سعاد) بفزعٍ وذعرٍ وجنون، وهي تقف أمام الجثة الهامدة قبل أن تتراجع إلى الخلف خارج الغرفة الصغيرة بخطواتٍ مرتجفة وهي تغطي وجهها بكفيها، وأخذت في الصراخ بهيستريا وجنون بنبرات صوتٍ مبحوحة، وعلى ملامح وجهها ظهر الإعياء الشديد.

Winter in einem abgelegenen Fischerdörfchen im Norden von Island. Eine junge Frau liegt blutend und bewusstlos im Schnee. Dann kommt ein alter Schriftsteller durch einen Sturz im Theater ums Leben. Ari, der neue Polizist im Ort, erkennt schnell, dass er erst die Verbrechen der Vergangenheit aufklären muss, um die Fälle der Gegenwart lösen zu können. Doch niemand will ihm helfen – und er kann niemandem trauen.

هذا ما أخبر به أمير الرجل المتبقي في منزل والده بعد أن نجا هو ونورا من عملية إطلاق رصاص كثيفة، في تلك الأثناء سمعا صوت أنين سيدة فهبّا لنجدتها، أسرعت (نورا) إلى السيدة التي كانت تبكي بجنونٍ وضمتها إليها بعد أن لاحظت الشبه الكبير بين ملامحها وملامح (خالد)!

فبينما هما يجلسان في أحد المقاهي على الضفة الشرقية للنهر الذي يقسم المدينة الصغيرة طولًا إلى قسمين فور إلقاء القبض على الجاني رن هاتف (أمير)، وكان اللواء (سعد الهاشمي) هو من يتحدث معه من قلب العاصمة، ولم تكن (نورا) أبدًا في حاجةٍ لأي مقدار من الفطنة والذكاء لتعرف أن هناك كارثة قد حلت..

An unidentified woman’s body is found in a remote garden in Kent. With the owners not in residence, the only people with legitimate access are the caretaker, Johnny, and landscape gardeners Adam Sarjeant and his employer, Mog. Afraid of her son falling under suspicion, Libby Sarjeant, with her friend Fran, are determined to find the murderer, with or without the assistance of the police in the person of Chief Detective Inspector Ian Connell.

Vincenzo King thought I knew something about a man who betrayed him, but that isn't why I'm on my way to New Orleans, well-used and sore with my backside still burning from his belt. When he bared and punished me, maybe it was just business, but what came after was not. It was savage, it was shameful, and it was very, very personal. I'm his toy now, and not the kind you keep in its box on the shelf. He's going to play rough with me. He's going to get me all wet and dirty. Then he's going to do it all again tomorrow.

" أرجو يا سيدي، أن تكون على علم بمدى خطورة الموقف الذي نواجهه جميعًا بعد الأحداث المؤسفة التي وقعت في منزلك قبل يومين، فوجود جثة مقتولة ببشاعة يجعل الكثيرون في حالة استنفارٍ تام، لا يهدأ لهم بال حتى يخرج أحد رجال الشرطة إلى الصحافة ذاكرًا اسم شخص سيلتف حول عنقه حبل المشنقة.

A depraved past has shaped a man into the twisted serial killer he is today. His obsession with the color red, and his lust for blood, leads to inventive ways to kill his captives. Who is his next victim, and can she be his salvation?

Just as this nightmare began, I once again find myself bound, destination unknown. However, this time, my kidnapper is the man who shattered my world beyond repair. Aleksei Popov - Russia’s number one mobster, and the man I was sold to. His intentions for me are clear - submit, obey him, and call him master - but I won’t surrender. I’m not like the other girls. Whether that’s a blessing or curse, I’ve yet to decide. The problem is, my disobedience intrigues my captor all the more. When we arrive in Russia, the rules change.

Thrilling crime stories about cars, driving, and the road from the world's best-selling and critically acclaimed writers. Like fiction, cars take us into a different world: from the tony enclaves of upper-crust society to the lowliest barrio; from muscle-car-driving con men to hardscrabble kids on the road during the Great Depression; from a psychotic traveling salesman to a Mexican drug lord who drives a tricked-out VW Bus. We all share the roads, and our cars link us together.