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BLATANT LIES

Meet Reece Cannon, a detective who’s about to learn things aren't always black and white.

When a dangerous man abducts someone she loves and no one believes her story, Reece is forced to go rogue, leaving her badge behind in a desperate bid to uncover the truth.

MIND OF A KILLER

Reece is thrown into the center of a heart-pounding investigation when a prominent judge and a politician are brutally murdered. But when the killer sets their sights on Reece, the stakes become personal.

To complicate matters, Reece's partner, Detective Cameron "Cam" Beckett, is not only her rock in the storm, but also her secret beau. Together they must navigate their risky attraction — while the hunter becomes the hunted.

The clock is ticking, and the city's most powerful women are running out of time. Can Reece put the pieces together and catch the killer, or will she become the ultimate target?

IF YOU HURT HER

A woman missing. A man out for revenge. And one by one, somebody is killing the witnesses.

Caught in the middle of it all, Reece faces a chilling question — is the killer someone she trusts?

HIDDEN AND WATCHING

There are forces in this world that change people. Forces like money and power.

𝘏𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 combines the worlds of mystery and suspense with a razor-sharp narrative and high-stakes action. Dive in and be prepared to stay up all night.

THE MURDER SECRET

While a killer prowls, secrets are revealed. And no one is who they seem.

HER PERFECT GRAVE

Years have come and gone since Reece Cannon buried her husband, yet his cruel fate still clings to her. When new information comes to light, she sets out to end the criminal legacy of her past once and for all.

TRY TO BREATHE

An escaped convict. High-level corruption. And a plot to kill anyone in the way.

BETRAYAL AND JUSTICE

Chilling secrets lurk behind familiar faces.

SONG OF RUSE

Without a memory . . . who are you?

CRESCENT

Reece is a woman on the run. Hunted by ruthless killers, her freedom is her only possession, and she is willing to pay any price to protect it.

Prepare yourself for a breathtaking conclusion to an epic series, one that will leave you questioning the price of freedom and the power of truth.

Reece Cannon staggered out of the building, pain tearing through her. The world blurred, wavering, slipping in and out of focus. Blood dripped from her fingertips.

Alone and with no one to offer solace, she felt her strength wane. Why now? Why, when all she needed was a moment of peace?

The once-lively detective struggled to catch her breath, pressing her hand to the wound in her side, painfully feeling the jagged edges of glass piercing her skin. Despite her best efforts, her legs buckled beneath her. She collapsed onto the unforgiving concrete.

She fumbled for her phone, the evening's shadows enveloping her in their forsaken embrace. Her fingers trembled as she played an old voicemail.

“Reece, I found this amazing place for our weekend getaway. Trust me, it’s perfect. Just us, a cozy cabin, and the wilderness. Can’t wait to get away from it all. Love you.”

As his sweet voice rang out like music, the vibrant colors of her life seemed to fade, leaving her in a monochromatic world devoid of light. She choked back a bitter laugh. Get away from it all? Wasn’t she doing that now, in the worst possible way?

The cold fingers of fate gripped her. She felt herself slipping away, her consciousness flickering like a dying flame, the approaching darkness swallowing her whole.

Her eyes fluttered as she lay there, the cold seeping into her bones as the pool of blood grew larger beneath her.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured. Her breaths now came in shallow gasps, the shadows of her past swirling around her, a cacophony of memories and regrets.

Sirens wailed in the distance as her vision blurred. Reece gritted her teeth. The wound in her side burned with agony, the pain reminding her of everything left undone.

Her thoughts whirled, spinning like a dervish, each one a new facet of the anguish she felt. Promises, regrets, unspoken words—they all haunted her as she clung to the edge.

𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵? 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴?

The monsoon rain had just ended, and the droplets of water clinging to the nearby cacti glistened like thousands of tiny diamonds. Her fingertips grazed the damp brick wall she lay by. Its rough texture absorbed the slickness of her bloodied hands.

She tried to remember the warmth of the Arizona sun on her face, the smell of fresh tortillas from a nearby street vendor, or even the laughter of her friends. But they all seemed so far away now.

As she began to lose herself to the darkness, the sirens grew louder, their shrill cry seeming like a cruel joke, like hope snatched away just as it was within reach.

In the background, the voicemail played again, his voice a reminder of what she’d lost.

Her eyes shut. Her grip on reality faltered. The sound of the sirens seemed to exist at the end of a very long tunnel, growing farther and farther away.

And then…silence.