Brandilyn Collins

Something sinuous in the water brushed against Paige's knee. She jerked her leg away. What was that? She rose to a sitting position, groped around with her left hand. Fine wisps wound themselves around her fingers. Hair? She yanked backward, but the tendrils clung. Something solid bumped her wrist. Paige gasped. With one frantic motion she shook her arm free, grabbed the side of the hot tub, and heaved herself out. Paige Williams slips into her hot...

Carla stared at the gun and David Thornby-or whatever his name was. Her mind fissured, one side pleading this was some sick joke, the other knowing it was not. Her throat ran dry, air backing up in her lungs. She swallowed. "Please. You must have the wrong person. There's no reason for someone to want me dead. I don't have any enemies." "Then you'd best rethink your friends." Realtor Carla Radling shows an "English gentleman" a lakeside estate-and...

The noises, faint, fleeting, whispered into her consciousness like wraiths passing in the night. Twelve-year-old Erin Willit opened her eyes to darkness lit only by the dim green nightlight near her closet door and the faint glow of a street lamp through her front window. She felt her forehead wrinkle, the fingers of one hand curl as she tried to discern what had awakened her. Something was not right . . . Annie Kingston moves to Grove Landing for...

All words fell away. I pushed myself off the path, noticing for the first time the signs of earlier passage-the matted earth, broken twigs. And I knew. My mouth turned cottony. I licked my lips, took three halting steps. My maddening, visual brain churned out pictures of colorless faces on a cold slab-Debbie Lille, victim number one; Wanda Deminger, number three…He'd been here. Dragged this one right where I now stumbled. I'd entered a crime scene,...

The whole thing couldn't have taken more than sixty seconds. Bailey hung on to the counter, dazed. If she let go, she'd collapse-and the twitching fingers of one of the gunmen would pull a trigger. The rest of her group huddled in frozen shock. Dear God, tell me this is a dream … The shooter's teeth clenched. "Anybody who moves is dead. " On a beautiful Saturday morning the nationally read "Scenes and Beans" bloggers gather at Java Joint for a special...

When a frightening murder occurs after one of her famous mother's rock concerts, sixteen-year-old Shaley tries to help the police find the killer and to determine whether her long-lost father has some connection to the crime.

The suspenseful and emotion-filled second book in the Rayne series begins where the first book ended…with a dying man whispering four stunning words into Shaley O'Connor's ear. Should she believe him? After two murders on the Rayne concert tour, Shaley is reeling. But she has no time to rest. If the dying man's claim is right, the danger is far from over. Shaley's quest for the truth leads to the mysterious and wrenching past of her mother and father....

Amaryllis, Mississippi is a scrappy little town of strong backbone and southern hospitality. A brick-paved Main Street, a park, and a legendary ghost in the local cemetery are all part of its heritage. Everybody knows everybody in Amaryllis, and gossip wafts on the breeze. Its people are friendly, its families tight. On the surface Amaryllis seems much like the flower for which its namedbright and fragrant. But the Amaryllis flower is poison.In the...

Desperate people make desperate choices. 29-year-old Lisa Newberry can barely make it through the day. Suddenly widowed and the survivor of a near-fatal attack, she is wracked with grief and despair. Then, she hears of a medical trial for a tiny brain chip that emits electrical pulses to heal severe depression. At ropes end, Lisa offers herself as a candidate. When she receives her letter of acceptance for the trial, Lisa is at first hopeful. But...