Serial Killer Mystery Fiction

Shopping with her sister, DI Amy Winter is admiring a Valentine’s Day window display of a perfect bride encrusted in diamonds and resplendent in lace - until she notices blood oozing from the mannequin’s mouth. This is no stunt. A post-mortem reveals the victim was left to die on her macabre throne for all to see. When a second victim is found, it emerges that both women were "Sugar Babes" arranging dates with older men online - and Amy finds herself hunting an accomplished psychopath.

Als frisch gebackener Vater eines kleinen Wunderbabys namens Lilly-Ann fasst Dexter den Entschluss, ab jetzt ein anständiges Leben zu führen und seine blutrünstigeren Hobbies an den Nagel zu hängen. Als dann jedoch ein junges Mädchen verschwindet und die verdächtigte Gruppe äußerst merkwürdige Praktiken an den Tag legt, hilft der Rechtsmediziner doch wieder seiner Schwester Deborah bei der Aufklärung. Zumal bald der Verdacht des Kannibalismus im Raum steht.

An undercover agent has gone missing after making an odd phone call... FBI agent Blake Wilder is a veteran in her field. From thieves, crooks, killers, to evil doers, Blake and her team have successfully hunted them all down, leaving no stone unturned. When Agent Thomas Hickley disappears and another undercover Fed vanishes, it sends shock waves throughout the Bureau. Blake and her team are asked to tackle this sensitive case, which leaves the Bureau scrambling at every point. After diving headfirst into the investigation, Blake hits a brick wall, one that almost knocks her out.

The first body is found forced inside a huge terracotta urn on the lawn of a country manor in a remote corner of North Norfolk. A few days later, a young woman is found, tied to a golden chair with her throat slashed. At both crime scenes, the killer leaves a bizarre calling card. The victims were part of a group of friends at university back in the day. Two of them are dead. Two are still alive—but for how much longer?

The boy studied the bruise turning yellow at the base of his neck. With quick fingers his mother tightened his tie and pulled his collar high above it. Her eyes alone said, We will not speak of this.... Years later a man is found shot dead in a local park. On his phone is a draft text: I can’t keep this secret any longer. The recipient is unnamed. Detective Robyn Carter knows this secret is the key to the case, but his friends and family don’t offer any clues, and all her team have to go on is a size-ten footprint.

Colette “Coco” Weber has relocated to her Catalina Island home, where, twenty years before, she was the sole survivor of a deadly home invasion. All Coco wants is to see her aunt Gwen, get as far away from her ex as possible, and get back to her craft—writing obituaries. Thankfully, her college best friend, Maddy, owns the local paper and has a job sure to keep Coco busy, considering the number of elderly folks who are dying on the island. But as Coco learns more about these deaths, she quickly realizes that the circumstances surrounding them are remarkably similar....

Чикаго потрясает страшное происшествие: прямо со школьного концерта пропадает девочка, а на месте похищения находят белую розу. У ФБР ровно семь дней, чтобы на этот раз предотвратить трагедию. Расследование поручено агенту Бри Адамс. Нейтану меньше всего на свете хочется ввязываться в это дело, но он чувствует, что нужен Бри, и это заставляет его согласиться.

After a traumatic injury took him off the job, prosecutor Solomon Shepard is back to work, teaming up with Sheriff Billie Gray to hunt down Utah’s most dangerous criminals. Shepard has spent years away from crime scenes and courtrooms, but one of those criminals still holds a grudge. Alonso Hafeez is out of prison after eleven years, and he’s determined to prove that Shepard tried him for a crime he didn’t commit. And he’s got something special planned: kidnapping Shepard and forcing him to revisit Hafeez’s case in an elaborately staged retrial.

When new victims of the still-at-large serial killer known as the Red Reaper start to appear in London, DCI Declan Walsh and his team are placed back on the case—but everything isn't what it seems. For a start, the deaths are different, and the calling card is new. It could be a copycat, apart from one thing... They know what Declan did to the real Red Reaper a year earlier. Something only Declan and the closest members of his team keep secret. Is this the real Reaper, back to gain revenge on Declan and his family—or is this a protégé, staking his own claim to the serial killer name?

Yorkshire Dales, Summer 1997. Vicky Mott slips out the door of her remote cottage, and into the pale dawn light. She scrawls a note for her friends. Gone to see the sunrise. V xxx That's the last anyone ever hears from twenty-year-old music lover Vicky. Another victim of the Fellside Strangler? That would make Vicky the fourth young woman to lose her life this summer. Snatched by a mysterious killer who stalks the fells . . . But Vicky's body is never found.

My husband is lying. The minute he came home with alcohol on his breath and unable to look me in the eyes I knew it. We used to be in love–the intense ‘I can’t be without you for a second’ kind. Where it hurts deep to be apart. But now, we’re the couple that keep secrets from each other. We hide the truth. He thought I wouldn’t find out. I’m a detective–it’s literally my job to uncover clues and solve mysteries. I know what he did. And now I’m sitting here, in a police interview, being asked the question ‘did you kill her?’ to which I utter one life-shattering word: ‘yes.’

When a cold, naked body is discovered by a couple on a jog through the lush woodlands of Pine Valley, California, new recruit Detective Katie Scott is stunned to discover the victim is Amanda Payton - a much-loved local nurse and the woman at the heart of an unsolved case she’s been investigating whilst getting a grip on her crippling PTSD. Weeks earlier, Amanda had run, battered and bruised, out into the headlights of a passing patrol car. She claimed to have just escaped a kidnapping, but with no strong evidence, the case went cold. The Pine Valley police made a fatal mistake....

Le classique du genre, qui a inspiré la série éponyme, enfin à l'audio et porté par le timbre profond de Jean-Christophe Acquaviva ! New York, 1896. Un meurtrier sème les cadavres d'adolescents atrocement mutilés sans provoquer la moindre réaction des pouvoirs publics... Révolté par tant d'indifférence, Theodore Roosevelt, alors préfet, fait appel à John Schuyler Moore, chroniqueur criminel, et Laszlo Kreizler, spécialiste des maladies mentales, pour élucider ces crimes atroces. En les étudiant, ils pensent pouvoir brosser le portrait psychologique de l'assassin et l'identifier.

St Andrews, Scotland. When an elderly woman's naked body is found in her home, crucified to the floor, DCI Andy Gilchrist and his associate, DS Jessie Janes, find themselves in a hunt for a brutal serial killer. As the body count rises, suspicion falls on Tap 'Dancer' McCrear, a career criminal recently released from prison after serving 15 years for a murder he swore he never committed. As Gilchrist begins to uncover the terrifying truth behind each of the killings, his worst fears are realised when he learns that McCrear is killing everyone involved in his murder trial....

From the author of the powerful memoir The Night I Didn’t Flinch comes a chilling new descent into psychological horror. For thirty years, the North Maine Woods swallowed campers whole. From 1978 to 2008, young couples vanished along logging roads and remote campsites. Their bodies were never recovered.

FBI Special Agent Mackenzie White is summoned when another body is found dead in a self-storage unit. There at first appears to be no connection between the cases; yet as Mackenzie digs deeper, she realizes it is the work of a serial killer - and that he will soon strike again. Mackenzie will be forced to enter the mind of a madman as she tries to understand a psyche obsessed with clutter, storage, and claustrophobic places. It is a dark place from which she fears she may not return - and yet one which she must probe....

When a high-profile murder lands literally at her feet, Detective Emilia Hart sees a chance to expand her caseload beyond the endless succession of domestic violence she is forced to investigate. But this is no simple investigation. Another body, turns up, then another. Then more - a lot more. All men, all shot with a similar MO. It's not until a manifesto taking credit for the crimes is published by a group calling themselves Daughters of Eve that Hart confirms a link between the victims.

In a sleepy Midwestern town, a sheriff’s deputy checks on a man the neighbors haven’t seen in days. He comes face-to-face with a grisly murder scene that will forever haunt his dreams. A serial killer is stalking the innocent.

In Chicago a young man jumps from his 30th-story hotel room; along the Missouri River, a hunter and his son stumble upon a lake whose surface is littered with snow geese, all of them dead; and in Southern Alabama, Ryder Creed and his search-and-rescue dog, Grace, find the body of a young woman who went missing in the Conecuh National Forest, and it appears she filled her pockets with rocks and walked into the river. Before long Ryder Creed and FBI profiler Maggie O'Dell will discover the ominous connection among these mysterious deaths.

When bodies are discovered in the open, the killings seeking to reenact Jamie's previous investigations, the team picks up the trail. A single killer is working from the shadows with ruthless efficiency, claiming victims before Jamie can even take a breath. But what's his endgame and what message is he trying to send? As Jamie starts to close in on the culprit, she begins to buckle under the weight of her own career. The monsters she's worked so hard to lock away are clawing their way out, and as the bodies start piling up, the team is pushed to their breaking point.