Domestic Thriller Suspense

When Jess meets five-year-old Daisy and her mum, Morag, in a local London park, they seem a perfectly happy and loving pair. Until Daisy whispers four little words that send ice seeping down Jess’ spine: she’s not my mum. Determined to save Daisy, Jess becomes obsessed with unearthing Morag’s secrets. As she digs ever deeper, her friends and family start to question her own increasingly paranoid behaviour.

Mon cœur a déménagé est à la fois un récit initiatique, un roman d'amour et d'amitié, une vaste enquête s'étirant sur plus d'une décennie, et bien entendu une intrigue à twist, nul ne sachant, jusqu'à la dernière page, qui connaît la vérité, et qui la manipule. " Papa a tué maman. " Ophélie a tout vu, du haut de ses sept ans. Son père n'est pas le seul coupable. Un homme aurait pu sauver sa mère. Dès lors, Ophélie n'aura plus qu'un but : retrouver les témoins, rassembler les pièces du puzzle qui la mèneront jusqu'à la vérité. Et se venger.

Katie’s divorce was, in a word, humiliating. So when her friend Bess offers a fresh start—a resident caretaking job at a nature preserve—Katie accepts. No matter that she’s not exactly a “nature person.” How hard can it be? But from day one, something feels off. Katie’s new farmhouse looks as if the last caretaker barely moved out at all. When a frantic, terrified woman arrives late at night, expecting a safe place to hide, it’s clear caretaking involves way more than Katie bargained for.

Blame the booze, her shaky marriage, her troubled son, or a thousand other things, but Jewelann Jordan has one thing on her mind when she attends her class reunion: making sure her old crush Christian Campbell sees exactly what he lost all those years ago. A late night, a hotel room, a rekindled flame that burns even hotter than it did back then—what could go wrong? Everything. The night with Christian isn't the first secret Jewelann has kept from her husband Ken, so one more shouldn't be much harder—except that Christian shows up without warning.

She told me she was the housekeeper, and who was I to question? Our stay in this perfectly renovated Victorian house on the rich side of Hastings was a favour from an old school friend while the fire damage to our own little place was being fixed. This is not my house, and they are not my rules. So I step aside, and I let her in. Am I paranoid to think that she’s watching my every move? What am I supposed to do when she rests her head on my husband’s broad shoulder, a glint in her eye that only I can see?

À quelque chose malheur est bon... Meredith White, ancienne légende du cinéma, vit désormais retirée du monde dans son somptueux manoir de San Francisco. Après une série de drames personnels, elle a pour seule compagnie un couple de domestiques. Lorsqu'un tremblement de terre dévastateur plonge la ville dans le chaos, Meredith offre sans hésiter un refuge à ses voisins. Une épouse battue par son mari violent, une femme-objet en quête d'elle-même : chacun de ses hôtes a une histoire, des secrets. Meredith se lie d'amitié avec certains et reprend peu à peu goût à la vie.

Une règle infaillible unit les associés de l'hôtel : chacun doit contribuer à sa bonne santé financière. Ce mois-ci, c'est au tour de Mrs Budley. Sans famille, la jolie veuve n'a d'autre solution que d'escroquer un vieux marquis aussi riche que gâteux, qui se révèle être... un charmant jeune homme ! De son côté, Sir Philip, soucieux d'élargir la clientèle, fait venir sa nouvelle conquête. Mais elle est si vulgaire qu'elle fait fuir les clients ! Lady Fortescue vient quant à elle à la rescousse d'une jeune fille à qui sa mère entend voler la vedette lors de la saison mondaine.

Nancy's mother and stepfather have been brutally killed. After a trial that gripped the nation, her stepbrother has been convicted of the double murder. But the end of the trial is just the beginning of a new nightmare for Nancy: the press is rabid, certain that she is hiding something. Certain that she knows more that she's telling about that night at the farmhouse . . . Determined to disappear, Nancy flees to the seaside in Devon, to Tall Chimneys, her grandmother's secluded inn--a place that holds many dark wartime secrets.

Meet Alcima "The Willow" Willoughby. Olympic volleyball player. Six foot six in socks. After a crippling injury on the volleyball court causes the US to lose gold at Beijing, Alcima’s life spirals into addiction and an abusive marriage. In a rare moment of clarity, she escapes. Almost across the country and out of his grasp, Alcima is stopped for a minor traffic infraction. When she pulls off the road, the massive motorhome rolls over, setting off a chain of events that conspire to trap Alcima in a nearby small town during a week of violent rainstorms.

The call came on a seemingly ordinary day. But as soon as Rachel heard the pain in her sister’s voice, she had to face the fact that life as she knew it was about to be shattered: “It’s mum. She’s not well. She doesn’t have much time.” Though her heart breaks to leave her husband and children behind, Rachel knows the right thing is to return home to care for her mother, Janet. Their relationship has been strained for years. This may be the last chance for them both to heal.

Recently fired and adrift, Charlotte Boyd agrees to oversee renovations on her parents’ small-town summer home that holds a tragic past. After discovering an enthralling diary hidden amidst junk the previous owners left behind, Charlotte connects with the author—a troubled teen named Lark Peters who died by suicide at the house sixteen years ago.

Twenty years ago, gregarious Lorelei and mousy Holly became fast friends as students in the same college psychology seminar. Taught by an expert in control and human behavior, the two students also grew close to their charismatic professor. But in one twisted moment of gaslighting, their friendship flamed out and Lorelei’s once-promising future fell apart. Flash-forward, Holly has everything Lorelei ever wanted, while Lorelei is a lonely cat lady.

Danielle Rycroft suspects someone close to her has a dark secret. In the confidential setting of therapy, her patients share their anxieties and fears. Now, with a string of murders in town putting her on edge, Danielle’s own worries come close to eclipsing her patients’. In each case, the pattern is the same: parents killed while their children sleep blissfully unaware in their beds. Her best friend, Detective Tami Sloan, is the only person she has confided in.

At her surprise 40th-birthday party, Kate Granger feels like the luckiest woman in the world but just hours later her fifteen-year-old daughter, Caily, is found unconscious underneath a bridge when she should have been at school. Now, Caily lies comatose in her hospital bed, and the police don’t believe it was an accident. As the investigation progresses, it soon becomes clear that not everyone in the family was where they claimed to be at the time of her fall. Caily should be safe in hospital but not everyone wants her to wake up.

When I begin to receive threatening messages, one thing becomes clear: Cassandra wants me out of her son’s life, and she will do anything to get what she wants. Including destroying me. But that’s okay. No matter what she does, I’m confident that Miles and I will be forever. Because I know Cassandra’s darkest secret. The one she’ll do absolutely anything to keep. I have a plan, while she has no idea who she’s dealing with. And by the time my darling mother-in-law realizes, it will be far too late for her to run…

The wealthy community of Esperance is picture-perfect. Big houses, stunning views, beautiful people. A brand new running track for the local club to jog around in the evenings. From the outside, it looks like paradise. But the women of the town know the truth: you can hide anything—from wrinkles to secrets from your past—if you have enough money. You could even hide a murder.

Moira O'Donnell c'est, derrière le feu des boucles rousses et l'énergie inépuisable, une femme qui lutte pour garder la tête hors de l'eau. C'est une vie d'adulte démarrée trop tôt. Ce sont trois gamins livrés à eux-mêmes et autant de boulots cumulés pour les nourrir. Ce sont des pères absents : le premier, incarcéré le plus longtemps possible, croit-elle, et le second, suicidé. C'est une culpabilité sans fin. Moira O'Donnell, c'est la solitude d'une mère de famille dure au mal qui se bat, tombe et renaît. Pour ses enfants. Et avec eux. À la vie, à la mort.

Katie is out for an early-morning jog when she notices a white minivan parked nearby. A baby's cry echoes from inside. Concerned, she stops to investigate. Then—everything goes black. She wakes up in the back of the van. Her wrists are tied with plastic straps, and a baby doll lies discarded near her head. There are two men. One is driving. The other crouches beside her, his face hidden behind a balaclava. She catches a glimpse of his beard-stubbled chin.

Growing up, Jane and Marnie shared everything. They knew the other's deepest secrets. They wouldn't have had it any other way. But when Marnie falls in love, things begin to change. Because Jane has a secret: She loathes Marnie's wealthy, priggish husband. So, when Marnie asks if she likes him, Jane tells her first lie. After all, even best friends keep some things to themselves. If she had been honest, then perhaps her best friend's husband might still be alive today.... For, of course, it's not the last lie. In fact, it's only the beginning....

Two women. A dying wish. And a web of lies that will bring their world crashing down. Nina and Marie were best friends - until Nina was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Before she died, Nina asked Marie to fulfill her final wishes. But her mistake was in thinking Marie was someone she could trust. What Nina didn’t know was that Marie always wanted her beautiful life and that Marie has an agenda of her own. She’ll do anything to get what she wants.