Mysteries & Thrillers

After snapping a selfie to prove she’d made it to the end, Abby circled the perimeter of the clearing. Still no sign of the farmer anywhere—not that she was surprised by that, as quiet as it was. Finally, she approached…Read more

Chapter 3  WHAT ARE THOSE?” asked Jamison as they neared their destination.  She indicated fiery gold plumes that winked in the darkness like ghoulish holiday lights as they zipped past.  “Gas flares,” said Decker. “Coming off the oil wells. Natural…Read more

Three     Lord Ingram stared at Holmes. The dichotomy in her question, as if the truth and Inspector Treadles’s freedom were mutually exclusive . . .  Mrs. Treadles’s jaw worked, then she squared her shoulders. “Both, Miss Holmes. The truth of the matter…Read more

Chapter 2  The name “L. Burnet” was stenciled on the metal mailbox mounted on a post at the entrance to a gravel driveway. Although the road to get here had been bumpy, narrow, and roundabout, Arden had arrived at her…Read more

Things in Jars
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Things in Jars

Jess Kidd

CHAPTER 2  Bridie Devine has, for some years, resided on Denmark Street in the rooms above the shop premises belonging to Mr. Frederick Wilks, bell hanger. Mr. Wilks is a very old man with the look of something that has…Read more

One by One
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One by One

Ruth Ware

From the “About Us” page of the Snoop company website:  Hey. We’re snoop. Come meet us, message us, snoop on us—whatever. We’re pretty cool. Are you?  Topher St. Clair-Bridges  Who’s the daddy? Well, if anyone’s got a claim, it’s Toph.…Read more