Medical Thrillers Fiction

Forensic pathologist Dr. Kay Scarpetta has come almost full circle, returning to Virginia, the state where she launched her storied career, as the chief medical examiner. Finding herself the new girl in town once again after being away for many years, she’s inherited both an overbearing secretary and a legacy of neglect and potential corruption.

The study of twins and the genetics of aggression totally consumes research scientist Jeannie Ferrami. An accomplished and headstrong researcher, Jeannie has developed a sophisticated software program to identify identical twins reared apart. But Jeannie's breakthrough project is threatened by the appearance of a sudden impossibility - identical twins born weeks apart to different mothers at separate locations.

Don Donaldson brings us to the famous French Quarter with our favorite dynamic detective duo in this gripping thriller. New Orleans's chief medical examiner, Andy Broussard, and his assistant, criminal psychologist Kit Franklyn, set off to investigate a series of violent serial murders. Examinations of the victims have led them to discover that each one's throat was ripped out with two tools: a garden fork and something unrecognizable.

Juan Gutierrez, a cancer researcher, uncovers what he believes to be the key to conquering humanity's susceptibility to cancer. But others are interested in using the new genetic algorithm for very different applications. Nate Carrington, an FBI forensic analyst, has been struggling with several cold cases when he's alerted to an incident at a nearby ranch. It's a case of a newborn calf who is found in the middle of a herd of dead cattle. It provides a single link to Nate's other cold cases....

The year is 1796, and a trading ship arrives in the vibrant trading town of Newburyport, Massachusetts. But it's a ghost ship - her entire crew has been decimated by a virulent fever which sweeps through the harbor town, and Newburyport's residents start to fall ill and die with alarming haste. Something has to be done to stop the virus from spreading further.

Le rêve brisé que je traîne derrière moi: le ballet. Je m’appelle Sarah et, autrefois, j’en faisais. Oh, je danse toujours...mais nue. Dans un bar. Ça reste de la danse. Voilà ce que je me répète sans cesse pour ne pas m’écrouler, pour tenter d’oublier à quel point ma vie est misérable.... En plus, je dois de l’argent à Carl, mon patron. Cinq mille dollars! Où vais-je bien pouvoir trouver une telle somme?

In Atlanta, Dr. Peyton Shaw is awakened by the phone call she has dreaded for years. As the CDC's leading epidemiologist, she's among the first responders to outbreaks around the world. It's a lonely and dangerous job, but it's her life - and she's good at it. This time she may have met her match. In Kenya, an Ebola-like pathogen has infected two Americans. One lies at death's door. With the clock ticking, Peyton assembles her team and joins personnel from the Kenyan Ministry of Health and the WHO.

Mon seul problème, c’est que j’aimerais gagner plus d’argent. J’en ai besoin pour finir mes travaux dans la pièce insonorisée. Si je veux l’utiliser, un jour.... Je devrais peut-être creuser du côté de ce laboratoire, celui qui cherche des candidats pour tester un nouveau médicament. Ça paie drôlement bien ! Avec tout ce fric, ma salle de jeux serait rapidement opérationnelle.

When she fell asleep, the world was doomed. When she awoke, it was dead. In the wake of a fever that decimated the earth's population - killing women and children and making childbirth deadly for the mother and infant - the midwife must pick her way through the bones of the world she once knew to find her place in this dangerous new one. Gone are the pillars of civilization. All that remains is power - and the strong who possess it.

Des effets secondaires insoupçonnés. Poids à perdre: huit foutues livres. Méthodes utilisées pour y parvenir: faire de l’exercice de façon saine? Manger santé? Non.... Suer à grosses gouttes avec un sac poubelle sur le dos, ne rien avaler de la journée et, surtout, vomir. Ç’a toujours été la solution la plus efficace. Mais mon chum Manu commençait à en avoir assez de mon petit manège. Et moi aussi, d’ailleurs.

For 18 years Jack has been a “transplant tourism director,” sending wealthy Americans and Europeans in need of kidneys and other organs to third-world countries where they would buy them from transplant centers on the take. The death of a client and a newfound relationship lead to a crisis of conscience as he is forced to choose between a $2 million commission - and participating in a murder.

Blue Magic, the latest designer drug linked to a rash of overdoses, might explain the needle mark on the arm of a young woman found dead in her Kansas City apartment. But when star reporter Rich Azadian digs deeper, the clues point to a far more explosive story: MaryLee Stock was a special protege of evangelical megapastor and power broker Cobalt Becker, who is poised to deliver his followers and the presidency to a firebrand right-wing senator in the next election.

When Jenna Blake starts her freshman year at Somerset University, she's not only living on her own for the first time, she's moving closer to the father she never really knew. It's an exciting time, filled with new faces and new challenges, not to mention parties and boys and … corpses? Jenna is torn about her future. She'd like to be a doctor like her mother, but she can't stand the sight of blood. Her father, a criminology professor, thinks he has the answer—and sends her to interview for a job with the Medical Examiner—an interview that takes place in the middle of an autopsy!

Depuis que j’ai commencé à participer à cette étude clinique, ma vie me semble lourde, déréglée, impossible. Oui, l’argent que j’y reçois aide beaucoup ma sœur, mais toute cette expérience me dépasse. Je suis de moins en moins charitable, de plus en plus impatient. Et je commence à faire des cauchemars. À avoir des hallucinations qui me semblent parfois tellement vraies....

Following the post mortem of a stowaway that reveals neither cause of death nor identity, Dr. Kay Scarpetta travels to Paris in search of information. In Paris she is given a secret mission--one that could ruin her career.

The body of an elderly woman is found dismembered in a Virginia landfill. Scarpetta initially believes the clues mirror that of a serial killer she's tracked before. But upon further investigation, she discovers puzzling pox-like erruptions on the woman's body that, perhaps, point in another direction.

The inspiration for the hit Fox series Bones, Kathy Reichs explores another high-stakes crime from today's headlines, in a case that lands forensic anthropologist Tempe Brennan in the middle of a gruesome international scheme.

When an Orthodox Jew is found shot to death in Montreal, Temperance Brennan is called in to examine the body and to figure out the puzzling damage to the corpse. Unexpectedly, a stranger slips her a photograph of a skeleton and assures her the picture is the key to the victim's death. Before she knows it, Tempe is involved in an international mystery as old as Jesus, a mystery that could rewrite 2000 years of religious history. that could rewrite 2000 years of religious history. Tempe learns that the stranger's picture shows bones uncovered during an archeological dig.

The dead man is the manager of Tahiti's Paradise Coffee Plantation, producer of the most expensive coffee bean in the world, the winey, luscious Blue Devil. Nothing tangible points to foul play behind his fall from a cliff, but FBI agent John Lau, a relative of the coffee-growing family, has his suspicions. What he needs is evidence, and who better to provide it than his friend, anthropologist Gideon Oliver, the Skeleton Detective? Gideon is willing to help, but surprisingly - and suspiciously - both the police and the other family members refuse to okay an exhumation order.

Ce que j’aime faire de mes journées : rien. Je me définis comme un paresseux. Les DVD et les livres sont mes seuls amis, car ils n’exigent aucune concession de ma part. Même travailler ne me viendrait pas à l’esprit. Voilà pourquoi je prête mon corps à la science. Je participe à des études cliniques en tant que cobaye. Pas de responsabilités, peu d’exigences. On me paie pour tester des produits.