Serial Killer Mystery Fiction

There’s a killer in your house. The Hangman waits in the darkness. He knows your darkest secrets. He’ll make you pay for all the crimes you have tried desperately to forget. And he is closer than you think. DCI Matilda Darke is running out of time. Fear is spreading throughout the city. As the body count rises, Matilda is targeted and her most trusted colleagues fall under suspicion. But can she keep those closest to her from harm? Or is it already too late?

A group of friends gather in a country house for a birthday party. At their host’s request, they each write a short mystery. They draw names from a hat: in each story, one of the group is the killer, and another the victim. Of course, when given such a task, it’s only natural to use what you know. Secrets. Grudges. Illicit love. It’s just that once you put it in a story, the secret is out.

Die meisten bereiteten sich auf das Weihnachtsfest vor, indem sie Strohsterne bastelten und Plätzchen in den Ofen schoben. Das Haus schmückten, Lämpchen anzündeten oder sich ein Rentier in den Vorgarten stellten. Ihm war das alles zuwider - er hatte andere Pläne. Er würde die Tiefkühltruhe frei machen für eine weitere Leiche. Für den nächsten Weihnachtsmann. In dieser Jahreszeit gab es ohnehin zu viele von ihnen. Er wollte ihre Reihen lichten - das hatte er sich fest vorgenommen. Und dabei würde ihm die größte aller Hexen - Ann Kathrin Klaasen - ganz bestimmt nicht in die Quere kommen.

Tonight, Riverview Theaters is closing forever, the last remaining business in a defunct shopping mall. The moviegoers have left, and Jo and her six coworkers have the final shift, a shift that quickly takes a dark turn. First a stranger arrives with a chilling accusation. Then the power goes out and their manager disappears, along with the keys to the lobby doors and the theater safe, where the crew's phones are locked each shift. The crew's tension turns to terror when Jo discovers the dead body of one of her co-workers.

Rhiannon Lewis thought she finally had it all: thanks to the pandemic she’s had to keep a much lower profile but has found happiness with her fiancé Rafael and his family. For once, she is surrounded by people who love her for who she is (or who they think she is). After over 800 days without murdering anyone, the woman formerly known as the Sweetpea Killer thinks she might have finally turned over a new leaf. That is until her soon-to-be sister-in-law has a run in with her abusive ex, and Rhiannon rediscovers her taste for revenge.

Un enquêteur à la retraite, hanté par une erreur qu'il estime avoir commise quinze ans plus tôt. Un jeune auteur, considéré comme le plus grand spécialiste français des tueurs en série. Une brillante avocate, dévouée à la défense d'un homme victime, selon elle, d'une effroyable injustice. Ensemble, ils devront débusquer le plus insaisissable des prédateurs.

When five-year-old Ava Sawyer goes missing from a birthday party at a local garden center, the police are bewildered by the lack of leads. That is, until two years later, when Ava’s body is found and another little girl, Audrey Briggs, goes missing. Audrey also attended that party. Leading the investigation is Detective Natalie Ward. A mother of two teenagers, this case chills her to the bone and is a disturbing reminder of the last job she worked on. One that still keeps her awake at night.

Retired from the force, Detective Superintendent Jeffrey Brandt goes native. He stabs a woman but holds back from killing her. Frustrated that no one takes any notice, he ups his game. Next time, he'll kill. Brandt fully knows how the police work. He'll use this knowledge to win a sick game; after all, he's chosen the rules. The crime scenes are spotless, Brandt's covered his tracks. There is no forensic evidence. Yet each killing has his unmistakable print. Faced with the challenge of discovering his identity is DCI Stella Johnson. She rises to Brandt's macabre challenge.

Twenty-five million dollars in cartel gold lies hidden beneath a mansion on the Miami Beach waterfront. Ruthless men have tracked it for years. Leading the pack is Hans-Peter Schneider. Driven by unspeakable appetites, he makes a living fleshing out the violent fantasies of other, richer men.

Hayden Tucker is a pillar of the community. He has a beautiful wife, two adorable sons and a high paying VP position at a thriving internet company. He also has a deadly perversion. Unbeknownst to his family he is a psychotic serial killer who exposes his self-deception and justifications while doing the things he does. 13-year-old Madeline O'Reilly is wiser than her years. Having been abducted by a deranged killer, she must use her wisdom and strength to claw her way out of a prison and survive in the woods. Through a twist of Fate, she finds herself having to hide beneath her captor's nose.

For years, unbeknownst to his wife and teenage daughter, Martin Reese has been illegally buying police files on serial killers and obsessively studying them, using them as guides to find the missing bodies of victims. He doesn't take any souvenirs, just photos that he stores in an old laptop, and then he turns in the results anonymously. Martin sees his work as a public service, a righting of wrongs. Detective Sandra Whittal sees the situation differently.

When Case’s psychic friend, a child, and a cop are all threatened by a serial killer, it pulls him and his team into a deadly hunt. What started as a hunt for one serial killer gets complicated. Case got more than he expected and his search exposes serial killers in Houston, Boston, and Miami. Case can’t let them go on killing, and he doesn’t. This stretches Case and his team as they race in three cities at once to bring these serial killers to justice and prevent innocents from being murdered.

It’s my first day back at work, the grief I’m carrying is still with me, but I file it away and put on my professional face to greet my new patient. As a successful psychiatrist and criminologist, I’m used to working with damaged minds. But I’m not prepared for Trent Davis. Sitting across the table from me, his warm brown eyes shine. He laughs easily and part of me can't help but like him, despite what his file says he’s capable of. Then a package arrives for Trent, with my home as the return address. And everything falls apart…

Sonja Nordstrøm a disparu ! Après une brillante carrière, l’athlète de haut niveau vient de signer une autobiographie sulfureuse et, en ce premier matin de promotion, elle ne s’est pas présentée à ses rendez-vous avec les médias. Bientôt plusieurs autres célébrités meurent dans des circonstances spectaculaires. Tandis que l’inspecteur en chef Blix et la jeune blogueuse people Emma Ramm, opérant discrètement en tandem, voient se profiler un schéma ourdi par un tueur manipulateur et en manque de reconnaissance publique, la Norvège retient son souffle. Philippe Spiteri s'empare avec brio de ce passionnant polar scandinave.

Don’t look down.... Because you’re trapped on the 40th floor of a deserted office building by a psychopath called "The Butcher". Don’t look down.… Because you’re an ex-mountain climber and a fall from Everest left you with a bad leg and a paralyzing fear of heights. Don’t look down.… Because The Butcher hasslaughtered the guards an.d short-circuited the elevators - the stairways are blocked, and for you and the beautiful woman with you, there’s only one escape route. Don’t look down.… Because 600 feet of empty space are looking back at you.

Decorated FBI Agent Emma Noble has made a career of uncovering the truth—but this time, the truth hits too close to home. A string of brutal murders has the FBI scrambling. All evidence points to one suspect: Emma's father, Sam Noble. A veteran CIA operative, Sam has vanished without a trace, leaving Emma torn between duty and loyalty. Determined to prove his innocence, she begins a relentless hunt for her father. As Emma digs deeper, she uncovers buried lies and family betrayal, threatening to shatter everything she believed about Sam—and herself.

Women are turning up dead on the rural outskirts of Virginia, killed in grotesque ways, and when the FBI is called in they are stumped. A serial killer is out there, his frequency increasing, and they know there is only one agent good enough to crack this case: Special Agent Riley Paige. Riley is on paid leave, recovering from her encounter with her last serial killer, and, fragile as she is, the FBI is reluctant to tap her brilliant mind. Yet Riley, needing to battle her own demons, comes onboard.

FBI Agent Rick Clark and his forensic psychologist sidekick, Marty Robin, are investigating a number of brutal serial murders committed within a three-year-period. All of the victims are women, and their backgrounds are similar in one important way. One important way, that is, in the twisted brain of the serial killer. While Rick and Marty speculate on personal events that may have created this moral monster, the listener becomes, if not sympathetic to the perp, at least more understanding of the role the past plays in creating a cold-blooded killer on a mission to save lost souls.

A student nurse has the shock of her life when she discovers her patient, prosecutor Derek Nicholson, brutally murdered in his bed. The act seems senseless - Nicholson was terminally ill, with only weeks to live. But what most shocks Detective Robert Hunter of the Los Angeles Robbery Homicide Division is the calling card the killer left behind.

It's only 10 days since Douglas Remfry's release from prison, having served seven years for rape, and now he's dead: naked on a bare mattress in a grubby north London hotel room, his head hooded and his hands tied with a brown leather belt. Someone knew he was coming out. Someone wanted to mete out some punishment of his own. And when a second sex offender is found dead, DI Tom Thorne knows he has a vicious, calculating vigilante on his hands.