Noir Mystery Thriller Suspense

For Tel Aviv Noir, Etgar Keret and Assaf Gavron have masterfully assembled some of Israel's top contemporary writers into a compulsively readable collection. Featuring brand-new stories by: Etgar Keret, Gadi Taub, Lavie Tidhar, Deakla Keydar, Matan Hermoni, Julia Fermentto, Gon Ben Ari, Shimon Adaf, Alex Epstein, Antonio Ungar, Gai Ad, Assaf Gavron, Silje Bekeng, and Yoav Katz.

In a sleepy Devon village, a woman is taken from the streets. Local vet Jenny is horrified. This kind of thing doesn’t happen here. But it’s not the first time she’s been so close to a crime scene. The daughter of a prolific serial killer, she’s spent her whole life running from who she really is. And the crime is harrowingly similar to those her father committed all those years ago.

So this girl walks into a bar…and when she walks out there’s a man with her. She goes to bed with him, and she likes that part. Then she kills him, and she likes that even better. On her way out, she cleans out his wallet. She keeps moving, and has a new name for each change of address. She’s been doing this for a while, and she’s good at it. And then a chance remark gets her thinking of the men who got away, the lucky ones who survived a night with her.

In an unnamed city slick with rain, Charles Unwin toils as a clerk at an imperious detective agency. His job: writing reports on cases solved by the palindromic Detective Travis Sivart. When Sivart goes missing and his supervisor is murdered, Unwin is promoted to detective, a rank for which he is woefully unprepared. His only guidance comes from his sleepy new assistant and the pithy yet profound Manual of Detection.

Après D'ombre et de silence, Karine Giebel offre un nouveau recueil de textes noirs, humains, bouleversants et engagés. Il y a des soupirs, des souvenirs et des sourires. Il y a ces jours sans fin et ces nuits sans chaleur. Cette sensation d'être sale, d'être rien, moins que rien.

In an alternate 2009, the United States has been a second-rate power for a quarter of a century, ever since Argentina’s victory in the Falkland’s War thanks to their development of “psychopigments.” Created as weapons, these colorful chemicals can produce almost any human emotion upon contact, and they have been embraced in the US as both pharmaceutical cure-alls and popular recreational drugs. Black market traders illegally sell everything from Blackberry Purple (which causes terror) to Sunshine Yellow (which delivers happiness).

Mike Romeo is an ex-cage fighter living off the grid in LA. Running from a dark guilt that dogs him, he's finally found a place where he can rest and even heal. Then a church blows up. And with it all of Romeo's hopes to be left alone. When he stops to help an injured woman whose kids are missing, someone decides to put a target on his back.

How can a dead woman avenge herself on her killer 20 years after her murder? This is the puzzle facing Ben Devlin in his latest case. He is called to the scene of a murder - a man has been stabbed to death in his rented room, and when his identity is discovered, Devlin feels a ghost walk over his grave, as he knows the name Brooklyn Harris well. As a teenager, Harris beat his then-girlfriend Hannah Row to death, and then spent 12 years in prison for the murder.

When Detective Kim Stone is called to a local business, what she sees leaves her speechless. The photo on the driving license bears little resemblance to the man laid out before her, and she knows she’s up against the most twisted killer she has ever encountered. But as she breaks the devastating news to the victim’s wife, Diane Phipps, Kim can’t help feeling that something isn’t quite right about the woman’s reaction.

जयंतनगर में छोटे-छोटे बच्चों का क़त्ल हो रहा है, पर क़ातिल का कोई सुराग़ नहीं मिल रहा। पुलिस को लगता है कि ये एंटी-नैशनल लोगों का काम है, जो हिंदू-मुस्लिम एकता को तोड़ना चाह रहे हैं, जिससे जयंतनगर में लॉ एंड ऑर्डर की समस्या खड़ी हो जाए। शहर में NRC और CAA का विरोध हो रहा है। पुलिस को लगता है कि कोई ऐसा आदमी इस सिचुएशन का फ़ायदा उठना चाह रहा है, जिसकी पकड़ हिंदू और मुस्लिम दोनों ग्रूप में है। इधर सुगंधा की शादी को काफ़ी साल हो गए हैं पर उसे अभी तक बच्चा नहीं हुआ, इसलिए वह बच्चा पाने के लिए किसी भी हद तक जाने को तैयार है।

If there’s one thing Hap Collins and Leonard Pine like, it’s trouble - and they especially like getting paid to find it. So when their friend and sometime boss Marvin Harmon asks the boys to look into a cold-case double homicide, they’re happy to oblige. It turns out that both victims were set to inherit some serious money, and one of them ran with an honest-to-goodness vampire cult. The more closely Hap and Leonard look over the crime-scene photos, the more trouble they see.

Freddy Otash was the man in the know and the man to know in '50s LA. He was a rogue cop, a sleazoid private eye, a shakedown artist, a pimp - and, most notably, the head strong-arm goon for Confidential magazine. Confidential presaged the idiot internet - and delivered the dirt, the dish, the insidious ink, and the scurrilous skank.

He calls himself Alvin Limardo, and the job he has for Kinsey is cut-and-dried: locate a kid who's done him a favor and pass on a check for $25,000. Stiffed for the retainer, Kinsey finds out Limardo's real name is John Daggett...ex-con, ex-liar, ex-alcoholic, currently dead.

Varg Veum receives a surprise visit in his office. A woman introduces herself as his half sister, and she has a job for him. Her goddaughter, a 19-year-old trainee nurse from Haugesund, moved from her bedsit in Bergen two weeks ago. Since then no one has heard anything from her. She didn't leave an address. She doesn't answer her phone. And the police refuse to take her case seriously. Veum's investigation uncovers a series of carefully covered up crimes and pent-up hatreds....

One dark January night a car drives at high speed towards PI Varg Veum, and comes very close to killing him. Veum is certain this is no accident, following so soon after the deaths of two jailed men who were convicted for their participation in a case of child pornography and sexual assault...crimes that Veum himself once stood wrongly accused of committing.

Cassandra Tipp is dead...or is she? After all, the notorious recluse and eccentric best-selling novelist has always been prone to flights of fancy - everyone in town remembers the shocking events leading up to Cassie's infamous trial (she may have been acquitted, but the insanity defense only stretches so far). Cassandra Tipp has left behind no body - just her massive fortune and one final manuscript. Then again, there are enough bodies in her past.

Clayton Burroughs comes from a long line of outlaws. For generations the Burroughs clan has made their home on Bull Mountain in North Georgia, running shine, pot, and meth over six state lines, virtually untouched by the rule of law. To distance himself from his family's criminal empire, Clayton takes the job of sheriff in a neighboring community to keep what peace he can.

Quand le voile des apparences ne peut être déchiré, il faut parfois y mettre le feu. À Shaker Heights, banlieue riche et tranquille de Cleveland, tout est soigneusement planifié pour le bonheur des résidents. Rien ne dépasse, rien ne déborde, à l'image de l'existence parfaitement réglée d'Elena Richardson, femme au foyer exemplaire. Lorsque Mia Warren, une mère célibataire et bohème, vient s'installer dans cette bulle idyllique avec sa fille Pearl, les relations avec la famille Richardson sont d'abord chaleureuses.

Burned out and traumatised by her horrifying experiences around the world, aid worker Úrsula has returned to Iceland. Unable to settle, she accepts a high-profile government role. But on her first day in the post, Úrsula promises to help a mother seeking justice for her daughter, who had been raped by a policeman. A homeless man is stalking her – but is he hounding her, or warning her of some danger? And why has the death of her father in police custody so many years earlier reared its head again?

Dans la lignée de La Vérité sur l'affaire Harry Quebert, un premier roman noir d'une grande finesse psychologique ; une réflexion grinçante sur la bonne société puritaine américaine, qui, sous la perfection de ses apparences, cache une obsession névrotique pour l'innocence de la jeunesse.