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Warum wandten sich die Opfer in seinem letzten Fall ausgerechnet an Simon Dorn? Während die unmittelbare Tat geklärt scheint, weiß Dorn: Der wahre Drahtzieher ist noch da draußen. Und er ist näher, als Dorn je geglaubt hätte. Die Spur führt direkt ins Zimmer 777 des Hotels Dornwald – das Simon Dorn dem Tod seiner Frau Sarah gewidmet hat. All die Jahre hat er an einen Unfall geglaubt. Doch ein Strauß weißer Lilien erzählt eine andere Geschichte. Zusammen mit Lea Wagner und deren Bruder Karl »Chuck« Wagner beginnt jetzt eine rasende Jagd.

How does a man shake the hand of the First Lady of the United States in May, then drive home and bury a teenage boy under his linen cupboard before midnight? How does a Polish picnic organiser, a precinct captain, a children's hospital clown, run twenty seven young men into the dirt beneath his own kitchen floor across six straight years on a quiet suburban street, while his neighbours bring round Christmas hampers and the postman calls him by his first name?

The Twisted Psychology of Britain's Loneliest Serial KillerA blocked drain in north London. A polite civil servant on the doorstep with a briefcase and a bottle of rum. Fifteen or sixteen bodies he could not be bothered to deny. Why did Dennis Nilsen, a quiet union man with a steady job and a friendly dog, spend five years strangling young men in his flat and then keeping them as company until the smell forced him to act? This is not another rehash of the Muswell Hill case. This is a forensic psychological excavation of the man behind the wardrobe.

Moors Murders Decoded: Unmasking the Evil of Hindley and Brady. You already know the names. You have seen the mugshots on a hundred front pages. You have probably argued about the case over a drink, or paused on a documentary one rainy Sunday afternoon and wondered how two ordinary people from a Manchester street could have done what they did. The headlines only ever gave you the shape of it. They never gave you the why. This book is the why.

In this original prequel to his upcoming thriller, The French Illusion, #1 New York Times bestselling author John Grisham introduces his next unforgettable hero in a moving story of family, ambition, and the pursuit of justice. As a college football player in small-town North Carolina, Stuart...

He calls me prey. I call him a bully. Sebastian Arturo isn't just cruel, he's downright terrifying. With piercing green eyes, a body made for doing very bad things, and a charming demeanor, it's no wonder everyone thinks the world of him everyone except me. When I wake up with pieces of my memory missing, he's the only one who can give me answers. But he doesn't give me answers; instead, he tells me to stop asking questions, or else.

My life used to be simple—quiet, safe. But then I fell in love with dangerous billionaire arms dealer Callum Torrio. Our love story was doomed from the beginning—forbidden, a temptation we couldn’t touch. His secrets have the power to kill me, and when I discover the hidden truth and the part he played in my mother’s death, I have no choice but to run. But nothing will stop him from keeping me by his side. A king needs his queen.

England, 1914. Die Welt ist von Konflikten gezeichnet. Der verletzte Captain Hastings wird ins Anwesen Styles Court eingeladen, um sich von seinen körperlichen und seelischen Wunden zu erholen. Styles ist ein prachtvolles Landhaus und Heimat seines Kindheitsfreundes. Für Hastings ein Ort der Ruhe … glaubt er. Doch an den heißen Sommertagen braut sich etwas Finsteres zusammen.

Fear. Rage. Pain. I’ve endured it all. Seen it all. I’m the bad brother, the evil one—the psychopath. I wasn’t born this way. I was made this way. Neglect, abuse, trauma, and pain really mess a person up. Then the day I never thought would come finally does. It’s time for revenge.

After breaking my heart and publicly humiliating me, I vow to forget his existence. He has other plans, though, and vows to make certain I don’t. The only one I can turn to for help is a man I thought to be my enemy. Drew’s best friend Sebastian who claims to be my brother. He promises me security and protection. But no one can protect me from Drew. The faster I run, the more he chases. The harder I struggle, the tighter his grip becomes.

He was the seventeenth son of a slave wife. By fifty-four, he had killed three thousand Americans on a clear blue Tuesday morning and changed the trajectory of the twenty-first century. You think you know the story of Osama bin Laden. The cave. The fatwa. The towers. The SEAL raid. You don't.

Elyse Silver was never mine to keep. The day I saved her life, I ensured we would forever be enemies. Hating her was easy. Bullying her, as simple as breathing. Stopping myself from falling for her… I had no idea how impossible that would become. The harder I fought, the deeper I fell. Love and happiness have never been part of my plan, but letting Elyse go isn’t an option, either. Unfortunately, the truth always finds a way of revealing itself, and by the time she realizes who the real predator is, it’ll be too late for her to escape the trap I’ve put her in.

I didn't plan to ever attend an event, but I needed the money. I thought it was nothing more than an adult version of hide-and-seek. I had no idea how wrong I was. Nor did I know I’d meet my worst nightmare that night: Andrew “Drew” Marshall, popular-as-hell football star and a Greek god among mere mortals. To anyone else, he would appear to be normal, a good guy. But that night I saw the cruel, dark monster hidden underneath. He was the epitome of evil, the leader of the Disciples, and I was his newest obsession.

Der finale Sammelband der Kingston University Reihe mit den Bänden: Very Bad Devils, Very Bad Sinners, Very Bad Revenge und Very Bad Queen.

What kind of man walks out of a back yard at dawn with a uterus in his pocket, then sits down to read about himself in the morning paper? For over a hundred and thirty years, the world has been chasing the wrong man. The cape. The top hat. The royal physician with a black bag and a brougham. Every generation paints him a new costume. The truth has never worn one. Jack The Ripper, the Whitechapel killer was almost certainly a man you would have walked past on the way to the baker. Quiet. Polite. Forgettable. He paid his landlady on time. He nodded at the constable on the corner.

You have seen the grainy footage of the white tent in the back garden. You have caught the documentaries on a wet Sunday afternoon. You have argued over a pint about how a quiet Gloucester terrace ended up with twelve young women under its floors and patios. The headlines gave you the bones of the case. They never gave you the brain. This audiobook gives you the brain. Forget the lazy version where Fred is the leering monster and Rose is the puppet. That story is comforting, and it is wrong.

He killed two people. Just two. And yet Ed Gein's name has outlasted serial killers with dozens of victims. He inspired Psycho, The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, and The Silence of the Lambs. He changed the way America thinks about horror. Not because of what he did, but because of what he was.

Jeffrey Dahmer. You've seen the Netflix series. You've heard the name. You know about the apartment, the photographs, the things they found in the freezer. You know enough to feel a shiver when someone mentions Milwaukee, and you know enough to change the subject when the conversation gets too specific.

He killed more British citizens than any single criminal in history. And his patients loved him. Harold Shipman was a family doctor in a small town in northern England. He wore glasses. He had a beard. He made house calls. He remembered your name, asked about your grandchildren, and never rushed an appointment. He was, by every measure that mattered to the people of Hyde, the best GP they'd ever had.

Er tötete zwei Menschen. Nur zwei. Und dennoch hat der Name Ed Gein Serienmörder überdauert, die Dutzende Opfer auf dem Gewissen hatten. Er inspirierte Psycho, The Texas Chain Saw Massacre und Das Schweigen der Lämmer. Er veränderte die Art, wie Amerika über das Grauen denkt. Nicht wegen dessen, was er tat, sondern wegen dessen, was er war. Dies ist keine weitere Biografie. Sie werden hier keine trockene Chronologie aus Daten und Gerichtsprotokollen finden.