Resultados Editorial "Blackstone Publishing" en Policíaca, negra y suspense

Retired to a small Colorado mountain town, former Denver homicide detective Woodrow “Mountain” Bell yearns only to fade away. He has failed in so many ways—as a father, a husband, friend, and cop—he fears he wasted his chance at a meaningful life. When Bell stumbles across a long-forgotten, unsolved child murder, his first impulse is to let it lie—but he can’t. He is drawn into the macabre mystery when he realizes the killer might still be near.

Spain. An ex-con breaks into a villa by the sea to steal something very precious from a safe. He will not leave without hurting someone. England. Tycoon Simon Chan asks Eric Ward to find a missing businessman. And Ward is also involved in a case involving his arch-enemy, the shady lawyer Charles Davison. Then a body washes up on a Spanish beach … Eric Ward will face the fight of his life against a professional killer inside and outside the courtroom.

Refereeing homeowner association spats over acceptable mulch color was never part of Kylee Kane’s post-Coast Guard retirement plans. The irate combatants are trying the security consultant’s patience when gunfire erupts and a SWAT team swarms in. How did they arrive before any possible report of an active shooter? Two days later, Kylee discovers a ghost boat. Not a soul onboard. Among the missing are presidents of HOAs managed by her employer. Are the incidents linked?

Dorothy Martin and her husband, retired Chief Constable Alan Nesbitt, are invited to join their close friends Nigel and Inga Evans at a Welsh music festival where both Nigel and Inga will be performing with the world-renowned conductor Sir John Warner. Amid the glorious surroundings of Welsh castles and the history of long-ago battles, the stage is set for a most enjoyable festival. However, when a tragic accident takes the life of one of the choir, and the same fate befalls another performer, Dorothy and Alan find themselves in the midst of an investigation.

Jane, an experienced and talented criminal profiler, is approached by former colleague—and former lover—Inspector Eric Ringer to help solve a brutally violent murder. The victim, a billionaire mogul and art collector, was found oddly arranged and impaled on a priceless statue featured prominently in the large estate’s foyer. The perpetrator left nothing behind, and the scene gives no clues as to who might have committed such a cruel and strangely ritualistic act.

In Wiltshire, England, the Crime Review Team is headed by Gus Freeman, pulled back to the police force after three years in retirement. With old witness statements plus fresh clues, the hunt can be on again. Freeman and his team now have several successful cold-case investigations behind them. However, nothing is ever what it seems, and Freeman has his work cut out in this tenth cold case as the true horror is revealed.

Special Agent Ingrid Skyberg is ready to walk away from her life in London. She’s at rock bottom and even wants to leave the FBI. But when Ingrid attempts to board a flight at Heathrow and sneak away without telling anyone, she’s arrested for killing a man she’s never heard of. Now Ingrid must stay in the country, and with the FBI, to prove her innocence. Up against powerful forces who would rather silence her—permanently—than let the real killer pay the price, Ingrid digs deep to uncover a conspiracy that leads all the way to the White House.

It’s the middle of the night when Detective Chris Bailey is called to the side of a rural Tennessee highway. A young woman’s body is found sprawled on the shoulder of the winding country road, a glossy dark pool of blood around her head. The victim has been shot five times. She isn’t wearing a coat, though it’s late February. Her empty purse is discarded a few feet away, a single high-heeled pump obscenely alone in a pile of last year’s fallen leaves tinted with frost. Her other foot is bare.

New York art expert Colin Grant is sent to Vienna and bid on a priceless Old Master on behalf of a Texan millionaire. No sooner has Grant landed in Austria than his seemingly simple assignment turns into a nightmare, as he finds himself at the center of a conspiracy to unleash a wave of international terrorism.

Deuce Mora—a pulls-no-punches columnist and meticulous detective—keeps turning up information, bit by bit, only to find some Fed in her face, at her door, emerging from the shadows, always guarding the edges of the story, insisting it will not be told. Yes, the Feds are aware of the trafficking ring. Yes, they have a plan to move on it. No, Deuce can’t be told about the plan, and under no circumstances can she write about its existence.

It’s already been a rough year for first-rate journalistic sleuth, Deuce Mora. After two agonizing investigations—one of which won her a Pulitzer, the other of which forced her to kill a man—she claims she’s sworn off action-packed chases that cause nightmares. Still … from the moment she hears the earliest details of the first fire, her detective-instincts say the pieces don’t fit, and every other instinct tells her she can’t walk away from the story—even though she knows she’ll regret it.

Standing quietly at the elevator door to the North Tower of the Ultimo Hotel in Las Vegas, JW watches the numbers go down as the elevator descends to him. He thinks—sixty-five floors? There is a serial killer up there! If the mission is a success, it means a second career chasing serial criminals with a special FBI task force. If not, the Lieutenant will be going home defeated and outsmarted by a warped criminal mind. JW needs this to work; he needs another chance at the man who shot him. The elevator doors open, and the team steps aboard.

When the bookshop she owns becomes a crime scene, mystery writer Samantha Washington discovers there is such a thing as bad publicity. After the local library in North Harbor, Michigan, is flooded in a storm, Sam offers her bookstore as a new venue for the Mystery Mavens Book Club. Unfortunately, she immediately runs afoul of the club leader, Delia Marshall, a book reviewer who can make or break careers—something Sam can ill afford with her debut historical mystery soon to be published.

Deuce Mora’s one tough cookie: a female sleuth with a conscience and an attitude; fiery, tough, athletic, a dirty fighter when she has to be. In Jean Heller’s first mystery featuring the scrappy newspaper columnist, Deuce finds out in short order that if you mess with organized crime, you have to be tough—and you’d better be as much detective as reporter. When she walks into a seedy neighborhood bar in a suburb of Chicago—all six feet of her, topped with auburn curls—she’s searching for a human-interest story.

Hazel is down on her luck, without a job or a place to live and things only get worse when she gets into a fender bender with a beautifully dark man named Myles. He’s supermodel gorgeous with dark hair and piercing eyes. She’s afraid, and worried. With no money she’s not sure how she’ll repay him. When he offers her a job at his club dancing, she doesn’t know what to expect, and she certainly isn’t prepared to fall for the man. What started as repayment soon becomes obsession, need, and want.

Our bond is steel. We began to rebuild what we had, because I’m determined to make things right. Someone is out to ruin me, and they’re using Anais to do it. Danger threatened to take her from me forever. But what they don’t know is when someone threatens what is mine, there will be hell to pay.

It was heaven on earth—and, some whispered, the devil’s garden. Thousands came by trains and carriages to see this new Eden, carved from hundreds of acres of wild woodland. They marveled at orchards bursting with fruit, thick herds of Ayrshire cattle and Cotswold sheep, and whizzing mills. They gaped at the people who lived in this place—especially the women, with their queer cropped hair and shamelessly short skirts. The men and women of this strange outpost worked and slept together—without sin, they claimed.

The disappearance of a twenty-one-year-old woman from a Massachusetts suburb became one of the most discussed crimes of the twentieth century.

Aria’s dream was to be a professional gymnast, and if it hadn’t been for a freak accident a couple years ago she would’ve been. Now she teaches little girls at the local dance studio, working two jobs to help her parents pay the medical debt from her accident. Life at home is horrible, and her step-father does everything he can to remind her of the mistake she is. She wonders if she’ll ever escape this life. Then she meets him.

Ballet is the only thing I’ve ever had, my only reprieve from my sad life after my father died and my mom turned to the streets. That’s until the night I’m attacked. I tell myself it won’t happen again, but then it does, and this time I make the ultimate mistake. I fight back. My only option is to call them: Kane and Cash Hale. From the moment I met the two terrifying, yet gorgeous, men I knew to cross their paths would mean trouble. I can’t trust the cops and I’m afraid I’ll end up in jail without their help.