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Don't Say a Word

Rebecca Tinnelly
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Rebecca Tinnelly

Some family secrets demand to be told . . . Connie lost her words at the age of five, the day she witnessed her mother and father's untimely death. Since then she has been all but mute, only being able to choke out a few select words. Now, years on, Connie's husband is on his deathbed and all she can do is quietly sit by his side. But there are so many dreadful secrets locked up in Connie's silent prison. And time is running out to set them free . . .This book sucked me in and wouldn't let go, even after I finished it! I absolutely loved it. Dark and suspenseful. Brilliant characters. Stunning revelations - Patricia Gibney, bestselling author of, The Detective Lottie Parker seriesPraise for Rebecca Tinnelly'A beautifully written, riveting read. Perfectly crafted. Absorbing from start to finish'Amanda Robson, bestselling author of Obsession'Rebecca Tinnelly created a village so real, so secretive and scary, I was edge of the seat. Rebecca Tinnelly has a new fan in me' Liz Lawler, bestselling author of Don't Wake Up'So tightly plotted [and] totally absorbing . . . the dark, claustrophobic atmosphere kept me reading late into the night' Elisabeth Carpenter, bestselling author of 99 Red Balloons'Mesmerising, shocking, I just couldn't look away' Sarah J. Naughton, author of Tattletale'Twisty, DARK, fast-paced, shocking. EXCELLENT' Will Dean, author of Dark Pines

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Take Me In

Sabine Durrant
Authors:
Sabine Durrant

The sensational new thriller from the author of the Richard & Judy bestseller Lie With Me.He saved your son's life.Does that mean you have to give him yours?It starts with a holiday.A three-year-old boy on a beach,and the hero who saves his life.But nothing is ever that simple.Tessa and Marcus know they owe Dave Jepsom more than they can ever repay.Yet even as he is walking from the sea with their son in his arms, there is something about him that makes them uneasy.He is not like other people that they know.Being with him makes them confront truths about themselves they would rather not see.The shock of that moment will change everything.And it's not how things start that matter.But how they end . . .(P)2018 Hodder & Stoughton Limited

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The Keeper of Lost Things

Ruth Hogan
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Ruth Hogan

*WINNER OF RICHARD AND JUDY AUTUMN BOOK CLUB 2017 - 'One of the most charming novels either of us has read. Don't lose it. Keep it' Richard & Judy**The perfect holiday read, recommended by thousands of readers**One of the Mail on Sunday's 'Best books for the beach this summer'*Meet the 'Keeper of Lost Things'...Once a celebrated author of short stories now in his twilight years, Anthony Peardew has spent half his life collecting lost objects, trying to atone for a promise broken many years before.Realising he is running out of time, he leaves his house and all its lost treasures to his assistant Laura, the one person he can trust to fulfil his legacy and reunite the thousands of objects with their rightful owners.But the final wishes of the 'Keeper of Lost Things' have unforeseen repercussions which trigger a most serendipitous series of encounters...'The first book I read in 2017 - and if another as good comes along in the next 12 months, I'll eat my special gold reviewing spectacles' Daily MailThis book has been published with two different covers and may be delivered with either a blue or a yellow cover. Please rest assured that regardless of the cover, the content of the book is the same.And if you loved The Keeper of Lost Things, don't miss Ruth Hogan's second novel The Wisdom of Sally Red Shoes, which is out now

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Can you hear me?

Elena Varvello
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Elena Varvello

'Utterly gripped me from beginning to end' Victoria Hislop | 'Move over Ferrante, there's a new Elena in town' Independent | 'There is much beauty and sadness in this slim novel' The Times | 'A novel of crime and darkness that eschews straightforward domestic noir' Guardian**The Times bestseller ** Longlisted for the CWA International Dagger **In the August of 1978, the summer I met Anna Trabuio, my father took a girl into the woods...I was sixteen.He had been gone a long time already, but that was it - not even a year after he lost his job and that boy disappeared - that was when everything broke.1978. Ponte, a small community in Northern Italy. An unbearably hot summer like many others.Elia Furenti is sixteen, living an unremarkable life of moderate unhappiness, until the day the beautiful, damaged Anna returns to Ponte and firmly propels Elia to the edge of adulthood. But then everything starts to unravel.Elia's father, Ettore, is let go from his job and loses himself in the darkest corners of his mind.A young boy is murdered.And a girl climbs into a van and vanishes in the deep, dark woods...Translated by Alex Valente | Winner of an English PEN AwardLonglisted for the CWA International Dagger Award 2018

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Lie With Me

Sabine Durrant
Authors:
Sabine Durrant

The truth is, we all tell lies... take a deep breath and dive into the book everyone's raving about. 'If you've had a hole in your literary life since finishing Gone Girl and The Girl on the Train, this is the book to fill it' GraziaIt starts with a lie. The kind we've all told - to a former acquaintance we can't quite place but still, for some reason, feel the need to impress. The story of our life, embellished for the benefit of the happily married lawyer with the kids and the lovely home.And the next thing you know, you're having dinner at their house, and accepting an invitation to join them on holiday - swept up in their perfect life, the kind you always dreamed of...Which turns out to be less than perfect. But by the time you're trapped and sweating in the relentless Greek sun, burning to escape the tension all around you - by the time you start to realise that, however painful the truth might be, it's the lies that cause the real damage...... well, by then, it could just be too late.

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Corpus Christi

Bret Anthony Johnston
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Bret Anthony Johnston
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Mallets Aforethought

Sarah Graves
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Sarah Graves

Jacobia "Jake" Tiptree left her high-powered career for a dilapidated fixer-upper and the dream of a quiet existence in the quaint town of Eastport, Maine. But she found that no matter how carefully you remodel your life, murder can take up residence anywhere.It's Eastport's most notorious landmark: the old Harlequin House. Named for the disgraced physician Chester Harlequin, it was used as a hideout for gunshot gangsters and their molls during Prohibition's heyday. Now fixer-upper enthusiast Jake Tiptree and Harlequin's only living descendant, Ellie White, are refurbishing the mansard-roofed mansion to host the local Historical Society's upcoming gala. But when stripping down old wallpaper reveals a secret door to a room containing not one but two corpses, Jake and Ellie once again find home repair leading to homicide.One of the bodies is a skeleton dressed in 1920s flapper chic. But the other is that of real estate mogul Hector Gosling, and in his pocket is a paper bearing the single word "Guilty". The less-than-scrupulous tycoon has been poisoned, and when it's learned that the offending substance is the poison that Ellie's husband George has been using to kill red ants, he is immediately taken into custody. Then it develops that George had recently accused Gosling of a scheme to scam George's vulnerable old aunt out of her life savings-and George out of his inheritance. With George held for murder, Jake and a pregnant Ellie swing into action. In between Ellie's Lamaze sessions, baby showers, and CPR classes taught by Jake's ex-husband Victor, the two amateur sleuths must sift their way through a trail of seemingly contradictory clues. Then another corpse surfaces and suddenly Jake and Ellie realize they must find this killer fast. A clever culprit is not only building an airtight case against Ellie's husband. He - or she - is planning to nail everyone who stands in the way.

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Remember Me This Way

Sabine Durrant
Authors:
Sabine Durrant
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The Burning Air

Erin Kelly
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Erin Kelly

'A gripping tale of secrets, revenge and obsession, masterfully done.' GuardianGripping and chilling, with a killer twist, THE BURNING AIR proves that Erin Kelly is one of Britain's best suspense writers.Of course it was love for my children, love for my son, that caused me to act as I did. It was a lapse of judgement. If I could have foreseen the rippling aftershocks that followed I would have acted differently, but by the time I realised the extent of the consequences, it was too late.The MacBrides have always gone to Far Barn in Devon for Bonfire Night, but this year everything is different. Lydia, the matriarch, is dead; Sophie, the eldest daughter, is desperately trying to repair a crumbling marriage; and Felix, the youngest of the family, has brought a girlfriend with him for the first time. The girl, Kerry, seems odd in a way nobody can quite put their finger on - but when they leave her looking after Sophie's baby daughter, and return to find both Kerry and the baby gone, they are forced to ask themselves if they have allowed a cuckoo into their nest . . .

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Under Your Skin

Sabine Durrant
Authors:
Sabine Durrant

This morning, I found a body.Soon the police will arrest me for murder.And after that my life will fall apart.Gaby Mortimer is the woman who has it all. But everything changes when she finds a body on the common near her home. Because the evidence keeps leading back to her. And the police seem sure she's guilty...UNDER YOUR SKIN is an unpredictable, exquisitely twisty story, which proves that there are only three rules in life that mean anything: Assume nothingBelieve no oneCheck everything

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COME SUNDAY, by Isla Morley

Read the first chapter of Isla Morley's COME SUNDAY.

Exciting Crime and Thriller books for 2014

Our editors have listed the crime and thriller books we should all be looking out for in 2014. The Skin Collector by Jeffery Deaver The brand spanking new Lincoln Rhyme and hugely anticipated follow-up to The Bone Collector. Trust us, it’s Deaver’s creepiest – and most exhilarating – book yet. The Telling Error by Sophie Hannah Unlock the dark side of your mind: Queen of psychological crime Sophie Hannah is back with a new literary mystery and a puzzle that's impossible to solve . . . The Three by Sarah Lotz Four planes crash, & only three children survive, out of hundreds of passengers. Are they lucky innocents? Or harbingers of the apocalypse? Zodiac Station by Tom Harper A bloody, exhausted man is picked up off the Arctic ice & tells a story of jealousy, secrets and murder. But can he be trusted? Enemies at Home by Lindsey Davis The second Flavia Albia Falco mystery finds Albia thrown into a new mystery before she’s even had time to recover from the last one. The Fifth Season by Mons Kallentoft A new case for the brilliant female detective Malin Fors brings back memories of the one mystery she was never able to solve, and which has haunted her ever since – that of Maria Murvall, whom we met in Kallentoft’s very first novel, the Richard & Judy bestseller Midwinter Sacrifice. Now That You're Gone by Julie Corbin A new psychological suspense novel that will have you constantly looking over your shoulder and wondering, What would I do if it happened to me? Lonely Graves by Britta Bolt A new crime series set in Amsterdam, about the city’s real-life Lonely Funerals team who deal with the abandoned and unknown dead A Love Like Blood by Marcus Sedgwick YA star Marcus Sedgwick’s first book for adults –a love story, a thriller, a story of fear and truth and revenge. And it is also about the question of blood. Remember Me This Way by Sabine Durrant The new psychological thriller from Sabine Durrant, author of Under Your Skin. Some marriages are only perfect on the outside… Confessions by Kanae Minato The bestselling Japanese phenomenon: the story of a bereaved mother who plans to teach her daughter’s killers a lesson they’ll never forget. The One You Love by Paul Pilkington The trilogy begins when Emma Holden’s fiancé goes missing days before their wedding. Dan is missing and his brother has been beaten and left for dead. Emma can feel that someone is watching her, and a long-hidden family secret puts her relationship through the ultimate test. Paul Pilkington The Devil In The Marshalsea by Antonia Hodgson A compelling debut set in a debtors' prison in Georgian England. The Secret Place by Tana French The most stunning novel yet from this dazzlingly good author. Those Who Wish Me Dead by Michael Koryta Michael Koryta delivers on all the promise with a masterpiece of suspense. Vagabond by Gerald Seymour A searing return to the Northern Ireland of Harry's Game and The Journeyman Tailor Plague Land by S D Sykes A sparkling debut historical novel set against the changing society and landscape of an England devastated by the Black Death.

Erin Kelly

Erin Kelly is the Sunday Times bestselling author of The Poison Tree, The Sick Rose, The Burning Air, The Ties That Bind, He Said/She Said, Stone Mothers and Broadchurch: The Novel, inspired by the mega-hit TV series. In 2013, The Poison Tree became a major ITV drama and was a Richard & Judy Summer Read in 2011. He Said/She Said spent six weeks in the top ten in both hardback and paperback, was longlisted for the Theakston's Old Peculier crime novel of the year award, and selected for both the Simon Mayo Radio 2 and Richard & Judy Book Clubs. She has worked as a freelance journalist since 1998 and written for the Guardian, The Sunday Times, Daily Mail, New Statesman, Red, Elle, Cosmopolitan and The Pool. Born in London in 1976, she lives in north London with her husband and daughters.www.erinkelly.co.ukwww.twitter.com/mserinkelly

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SNAKE ROPES, by Jess Richards

Read the first chapter of Jess Richards' SNAKE ROPES.

Things you overhear as a thriller writer. . .

Sabine Durrant - Overheard conversations

IF YOU are interested in the ins and outs of human behaviour, few things are more fascinating than the conversations of people sitting next to you in a cafe. It is part crossword puzzle - the deciphering of this particular relationship - and part psychoanalysis. Why did she say that? What is he really getting at? The way we can say one thing and mean another: this truism is so much more obvious when you are not actually engaged in the conversation yourself. Or to me it is. Weirdly, as we are leaving, I often discover my partner doesn’t share my opinion about the marriage of the couple at the next table. Sometimes he hasn’t even noticed there was a couple at the next table. I have spent a lot more time than usual in cafes over the last few weeks. I have a novel to finish, a thriller, and we have the builders in. The house is noisy and a man is liable to appear at a window at any moment. Normally I wouldn’t mind a man appearing at the window, but it can be disarming when you are in the middle of a creepy passage. My new book is about an abusive relationship, the possibility of pseudosuicide (pretending you are dead when you are not), the dark side of human nature, but I have been writing it in cosy nooks in south London, helped on my way by a nice cup of coffee and the smell of baking. And the thing is - and I know it might be because, as I am supposed to be working, I am, unusually, trying [start itals]not[end itals] to listen - but I have noticed this odd thing. The conversations around me have started to take a rather sinister turn. The other day, I was in Lavish Habit in Balham where they sell jewellery and bits of vintage furniture (as well as delicious coconut toast). A young couple eating lunch were idly discussing their future (“I think I could live in Bath”; “Yeah. I could live in Bath. But not ‘til I’m much older, like 30”) when the woman, a petite brunette in clumpy wedge shoes, mentioned she had just declined a party invitation. The man put down his knife and fork and adjusted the neck of his close-fitting polo-shirt. “Did you even mention me?” “Why? You’ve got to come up with your own excuse.” “We’re a couple aren’t we? We either go together or not at all. Not to is ... it’s not... coupling.” “I’d still go if you were busy.” “Would you?” “Yes.” “You wouldn’t.”
“I would.”
“You wouldn’t.” I felt uncomfortable. Was I just imagining the threat implicit in the repetition of “wouldn’t”? He was just staring at her. She just carried on eating her quiche and salad, but in my own head I fast-forwarded to their life in Bath, aged 30, her isolated from her friends, her family, his increasing demands... Later, three women with babies bustled through the door - a lot of pram negotiation, and chair-scraping. They sat right close to my desk (I mean table), which seemed slightly aggressive in itself, though I was probably being paranoid. I think they had just had been into the nail bar next door, because one of them had the leaflet, and they were looking at it while they talked. Their main topic was another woman they all knew. “Hannah was quiet for Hannah.” “She’s usually... such a character.” (Small laugh.) “Her heart’s in the right place.” “How is her mother?” “Not long left.” “N’ah. Shame. Particularly as she’s lost just her father as well.” “God, pedicures are expensive.” How extraordinary, I thought, that they could be so callous, move so effortlessly from the death of a friend’s two parents to the price of a gel nail. And not just that. On the surface, they had appeared to be complimentary about poor Hannah - ‘“such a character”, “her heart’s in the right place” - and yet both comments were actually barbed and not really very kind at all. And if I was Hannah, deranged by grief, and I knew that these smug women with their leisurely lives and their pedicure leaflets were talking about me in that way, well, I wouldn’t like to predict the consequences. I left that cafe, and I went somewhere else the next day - Deli Boutique in Clapham, a new French-run establishment that serves crepes to school children after 3.30pm. It was quiet enough in the morning, though a woman next to me did keep talking about how “disgusting” it was that her daughter’s teacher didn’t return her emails. (The teeth-clenched force behind that most visceral of adjectives suggested a more generalised anger that could do with specialist help). Lunchtime, though, I became aware of latent violence in many of the throwaway remarks wafting over the aroma of hot cheese and ham croissant. “I’m going to have to say something. I can’t live like this.” And “It’s the groaning I can’t bear.” And: “If this job doesn’t come up trumps I’m going to slit my wrists.” Two men in jeans were standing at the counter, waiting for a takeaway chicken pie. “Who’s left of your team now Andy’s ...gone?” one of them said casually to the other. “Just me and Layla,” the second man said. The first man's mouth dropped open. “You’re all that’s left?” Left where? I mean, probably they were just talking about work, redundancies, but I didn’t like the rigid fix of the second man’s jaw. Who was Layla? Did she mind being on her own with him? What had happened to all the others? I walked home a little after that - a nice walk across the common. A man with a beard in a heavy camouflage jacket was talking loudly just ahead of me his mobile phone. “Are you still going on about the kitchen?” he was saying. He had a forthright posh accent. “Are you still complaining? What do you want now? I trust them OK?” He listened for a bit and then started really shouting. “I cannot listen to this any more. I have a troop to organise to Afghanistan. Do you really think I care about the kitchen? Just shut up. OK. SHUT UP. If you don’t shut up I’m going to come home and blow your head off. Do you hear me? Blow your head off.” Well. I scurried across the grass pretty quickly after that. I actually think he was following me because he left the path too, and I don’t know why he would have done that otherwise. I was out of breath when I reached the safety of the main road. A friend was waiting with her dog to cross at the lights. I told her what I had just overheard. I didn’t think he was a real soldier, I said. He was clearly mad. Dangerous. She looked at me and then she looked back over the common. The sun had come out, dappling through the leaves. A few ducks idly floated on the pond. “How’s the book?” she said.

August: The Mulholland Month Of Death

Mulholland Newsletter August 9th

Yes, it’s a melodramatic beginning… but what can you do when the two books we publish this month are called THE FROZEN DEAD and THIS IS HOW YOU DIE? Move over Scandinavia… the French are coming. As proved by the success of The Returned and Pierre Lemaitre’s Alex, French crime is officially the next big thing. The perfect chilling summer read, THE FROZEN DEAD has already been picked as Irish Tatler’s book of the month. And the blogger over at CrimeFictionLover agrees with us: ‘This is a perfect holiday read: its dark wintery landscapes will chill and thrill you on hot summer days’ Meanwhile, THIS IS HOW YOU DIE takes the concept of a Machine of Death that is always right in its predictions (but not always how you expect) and delivers a host of fun, startling, sad and uplifting takes on the subject. The AV Club said ‘This Is How You Die is a celebration of creativity, exploring how impressively far one idea can be stretched without breaking’ in its A-grade review while Kirkus called it ‘funny, frightening, clever’. The editors have created a series of brilliant videos to promote – we dare you to watch and decide whether you want to go by way of ‘Old Age’, ‘Parachute’, ‘Hot Girl’, ‘Time Travel’, or ‘Bear’. And reviews for recently published books keep coming in: the Guardian called LEXICON ‘a spellbinding, intelligent read’; the Sunday Telegraph says UNDER YOUR SKIN is ‘delectably twisted’ and ‘a joy to read’; and Jake Kerridge, in a guest post for Shots, says A KILLING OF ANGELS ‘combines excellent storytelling with sharp psychological depth’. Have happy summers… and remember to pack some crime with your sun cream.

Claire Lorrimer

Claire Lorrimer wrote her first book at the age of twelve, encouraged by her mother, the bestselling author Denise Robins. After the Second World War, during which Claire served on secret duties, she started her career as a romantic novelist under her maiden name, Patricia Robins. In 1970 she began writing her magnificent family sagas and thrillers under the name Claire Lorrimer. She is currently at work on her seventy-first book. Claire lives in Kent.

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RIVER OF SMOKE, by Amitav Ghosh

Read the first chapter of Amitav Ghosh's RIVER OF SMOKE, the second book of his Ibis trilogy.

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THE YELLOW BIRDS by Kevin Powers

Read the first chapter of Kevin Powers' THE YELLOW BIRDS - described by the Guardian as 'a must-read book'.

Marianne Kavanagh

Marianne Kavanagh is a writer and journalist. She has worked on staff for Woman, Tatler, the Sunday Telegraph magazine and British Marie Claire, and has contributed features to a wide variety of newspapers, magazines and websites. She lives in London.