Serial Killer Mystery Fiction

This is Reaper speaking. So begins an anonymous letter published in a Utah newspaper after a young couple is viciously murdered. Tooele County sheriff Elizabeth Gray leads the investigation into the double homicide, which is eerily reminiscent of a string of brutal killings years ago. When the letter leads detectives to yet another body, Gray calls on an old friend for help.

Detective Inspector Summers hates dealing with drug addicts, thieves, violent men and women, rapists, child molesters, and murderers. She wants to be a doctor in a surgery, saving the lives of the sick. Instead she deals with the sick and twisted. Finally she gets handed the case she wants, the reason she joined the force.

The people of Penrith are delighted when local businessman Hal Mulberry succeeds in his childhood dream of buying the world famous painting, Buttermere at Dawn. And he’s determined not to keep it to himself, but to bring it back to the Lake District where it belongs and put it on show. Hal has a plan to turn Penrith Village Hall into a cultural hotspot – with the painting at its heart. But not everyone is pleased.

Tansi, a young sex worker still finding her footing in a world she never imagined being part of, unwittingly forms an unexpected bond with a female client who claims to be a serial killer. Believing it to be no more than a twisted fantasy, she indulges the woman's dark stories—until her curiosity ignites a deadly chain of events. What begins as a harmless conversation quickly spirals into a relentless bloodbath that puts not only the men she despises but everyone she comes into contact with in grave danger.

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.

On a cold icy morning, a mother wakes to find her daughter’s blood-soaked body frozen to the road. Who would carry out such a horrific killing on the victim’s doorstep? Straight off her last harrowing case, Detective Erika Foster is feeling fragile but determined to lead the investigation. As she sets to work, she finds reports of assaults in the same quiet South London suburb where the woman was killed. One chilling detail links them to the murder victim - they were all attacked by a figure in black wearing a gas mask.

A young woman falls from a vehicle speeding down a quiet road. Battered and bruised, she turns her head to the person who comes to her aid. ‘Help her’, she whispers before her eyes close. Days later, the body of another young girl is found in a shallow grave just a few miles away. The similarities between the two girls are startling, same age, same frail body, same shocking red hair.

When a young red-haired woman is found brutally murdered in downtown Chicago, one detail stands out: the red lipstick encircling her wrists and ankles. Detective Harriet Foster is on the case, even though she’s still grieving the sudden death of her partner. As a Black woman in a male-dominated department, Foster anticipates a rocky road ahead acclimating to a new team—and building trust with her new partner isn’t coming easily. After another victim turns up with the same lipstick markings, Foster suspects she’s looking for a serial killer.

A little more than a year after the Fixer killings, Detective Mort Grant of the Seattle PD once again has his hands full. In the last four months, seven men have been murdered in seedy pay-by-the-hour motels: first strangled, then tied with rope and set on a bed of crushed mothballs, with a red lipstick kiss planted on their foreheads. Speculation abounds that the killer is a prostitute who's turning her tricks into dead men. The press has taken to calling her Trixie.

Catching a ride may not be as safe as we thought. Find out why when a couple of rides shares take a deadly turn.

FBI Agent Riley Paige faces a calculating serial killer who turns abandoned classrooms into macabre crime scenes, complete with unsolved math problems on the blackboard.

Es geschieht am helllichten Tag, in tiefster Nacht, am Rande der Gesellschaft und mitten unter uns - das Verbrechen. Es kommt über uns wie eine Naturgewalt oder wie ein grausamer Witz. Die Tat teilt uns in Opfer, Täter, Unschuldige, Monster und Menschen. Und wir alle fragen uns: Wie konnte das geschehen? Und was passiert jetzt?

For Helen and George, the remote fixer-upper in Cornwall was supposed to be a dream home, and a way to leave behind the problems they’re both running from. But something about the place feels wrong from day one. And why does Helen have a creeping feeling she’s seen this house before?

When homeless man Bobby Stover insists his friend’s suicide was really murder, DI Sheridan Holler is sceptical—until she uncovers a series of deaths, all of them in Liverpool, all ruled as suicides, that suddenly look like anything but. The killings span years, each one chillingly staged, the truth buried beneath an illusion of despair. This murderer is following a mysterious pattern—and there seems to be no end in sight.

“Screw a fresh lightbulb into your bedside lamp, lucky reader, and snuggle in for a nonstop, cover-to-cover ride.” -The Vancouver Sun “A wonderful, dense and detailed story ­ with murder, mayhem and a serial killer. … [In Acts of Murder,] everyone has a past.” -The Calgary Herald...

Twenty years ago, in the seaside town of Galveston, Texas, Annie Randall took her dog for a walk. The dog returned. Annie did not. When her body was found, cruelly broken and posed like a runner, there was only ever one suspect: Annie’s husband, Frank. Now he’s served his time and come home–but the locals won’t let him forget. Especially when there’s a new ‘running girl’ murder…

Jack Swyteck’s new girlfriend, Mia, is keeping secrets from the love-struck Miami attorney, not the least of which is a wealthy and powerful husband. Then Mia is kidnapped by a manipulative abductor who makes a chilling ransom request, “Pay me what she’s worth”. Now Jack’s the one under the gun, since Mia’s spouse has decided his unfaithful wife is worth nothing. Time is of the essence, and if Jack picks the wrong number, Mia could end up like the kidnapper’s other victims: dead.

Convicted serial killer Benjamin Fisher has finally offered to lead San Bernardino detective Daniel Ellis to the isolated graves of his victims. One catch: he'll only do it if FBI profiler Reni Fisher, his estranged daughter, accompanies them. As hard as it is to exhume her traumatic childhood, Reni can’t say no. She still feels complicit in her father’s crimes.

Ten years ago as an undergrad, Joan Mason escaped an arsonist’s fire. Shaken, she fled the small collegiate Montana town, leaving behind friends and not looking back. Now a Philadelphia homicide detective, Joan’s trying to put her traumas to rest. It’s not easy. Elijah Weston, the classmate who torched her house, is out of prison and returning to Missoula. Gut instinct tells Joan he’ll strike again. To stop him, she must return to the past as well. To face not only the man she fears but Detective Gideon Bailey, too. The man she loved and left behind.

After spending decades in a mental health hospital, Dee knows that people find her creepy. They tell her so. Once the reluctant star of an infamous documentary, she is trying to blend back into the outside world. But when a string of local girls disappear, only to be found dead days later, she becomes fixated on the case and decides to film her own true crime documentary. There is a serial killer on the loose – the Righteous Wraith. Girls are being found one by one, their bodies gruesomely staged in innocent public spaces.