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She has everything I’ve ever wanted. First, I’ll take her name. Then, I’ll steal her life… I turn my head and stare at the woman lying in the hospital bed next to mine. She has long brown hair, high cheekbones and dark eyes. She looks so much like me, we could easily be mistaken for one another. And that’s how we ended up here. I planned it. Freya has the kind of life that most people would kill for–more money than she knows what to do with and the freedom to spend her days as she chooses. But I don’t think she deserves any of it.

Jodie dotes on her husband and two teenagers. Racing home from a shift at the hospital to cook dinner, or tracking their phones to make sure they’re safe, she’s always putting her family first. But she doesn’t always tell the truth… She’s worked too hard to build this cookie-cutter life and will do anything to protect it.

The mother-in-law: Carol has planned a weekend of home-cooked dinners and cocktails on the deck getting to know her new son-in-law. But then she sees the way handsome Owen grips her daughter Gina’s arm too tightly. She knew Gina got married too fast. And Carol will make sure Owen wants for nothing while she uncovers all his lies.

Als Louise Sullivan ihren kleinen Sohn zum Haus seines neuen Freundes bringt, weiß sie noch nicht, dass sich ihr Leben–und das ihrer Familie–bald radikal verändern wird. Denn nachdem sie durch die beeindruckend großen Eingangstore fährt und die luxuriöse Villa betritt, trifft sie zum ersten Mal Darcy Lane.

Pulling my husband’s favorite lasagna from the oven, I see he’s glued to his phone again. He shifts his chair, hiding his screen from my view. Without looking up, he asks about work and I quickly come up with a story about my day. Of course, I’m lying. I never went to work. And when I hear the ping of my email, fear and guilt make my face flush pink.

Es ist der Tag, auf den ich mein ganzes Leben gewartet habe. Als ich in meinem perlenbesetzten Kleid den blumenübersäten Gang hinunterschreite, erblicke ich endlich meinen Verlobten Nik. Wir wirken wie das perfekte Paar. Auf den Bänken erkenne ich nicht ein einziges bekanntes Gesicht. Ich bin von Fremden umgeben. Ich habe mich so darauf gefreut, endlich die Familie meines Verlobten kennenzulernen. Warum wenden sie dann ihre Köpfe ab, während ich mich dem Altar nähere?

A week ago, Josephine Malone didn’t even know me. And now she can’t live without me. We sit side by side on her soft leather couch, mascara stinging our red-rimmed eyes. Our husbands were killed in the same accident. And together we’re riding the same gut-wrenching roller-coaster. A hotel maid like me has no business being friends with someone as rich as Josephine. But I can help her. I comfort her little boys when she can’t… and I hide the secret note I find in her husband’s suit pocket.

I watch Victoria and Reese leaving their favourite coffee shop arm-in-arm. They like to go there to catch up, brag about their perfect husbands and their perfect children. But I know the truth. Behind those big smiles, Reese and Victoria have kept each other close so they can watch each other. Their friendship is toxic. And their lives are built on one big lie.

I’m working the biggest case of my career. If I win, I’ll be the most successful lawyer in Michigan. If I lose, no woman is safe at home, least of all me... Because, as our first and only witness gives her statement, my whole life begins to unravel. Every detail she recalls about the killer we’re after is devastatingly familiar: his dark, unruly hair, his obsession with crisp shirts and sharp suits, even the restaurants he takes his victims to on dates. I shudder as she describes the red silk ribbon he asked her to wear as a symbol of her devotion.

Ich kenne ihn schon mein ganzes Leben. Und ich weiß, dass er meine Tochter entführt hat. Seine Mutter sagt, sie will mir helfen. Doch sie ist die letzte Person, der ich vertrauen kann … Als wir jünger waren, wohnte Samuel nebenan. Wir beide waren unzertrennlich. Aber ihm hat es nie gefallen, mich mit meinem kleinen Bruder teilen zu müssen. Also ist er ihn in jener schrecklichen Nacht einfach losgeworden … Jahre später ist er wieder frei. Und jetzt ist meine Tochter verschwunden. Ich versenke die Nase in ihrem Kissen und mein Herz zerbricht in tausend Stücke.

I stand on the balcony with my gorgeous husband, Reuben, by my side. My family have returned to this beautiful French hotel to celebrate my mother’s seventieth birthday. The sun is shining and everything seems perfect. It’s paradise but I feel like I’m trapped… Because twenty years ago someone was killed in the glittering swimming pool.

Seven-year-old Cassie disappears from her bedroom seemingly into thin air. Her parents, Grant and Holly Logan, are devastated. The interviews, the television appearances, the endless social media posts: it all comes to nothing. Cassie is gone. Years later. Holly’s best friend’s daughter Aurora is like another child to her. But one morning, when Holly gently swings open Aurora’s bedroom door… there is no soft hair splayed across the pillow, no sounds of deep breathing. Aurora’s bed is empty.

When the call comes in that sixteen-year-old Minnie Benton’s body has been found at the bottom of Midnight Ridge, Detective Ellie Reeves is first on the scene. The local sheriff insists that Minnie’s death is a suicide… but Ellie can’t believe this beautiful young girl would kill herself in such a brutal way. When a witness confirms there were two people up on the ridge, and Ellie finds strands of Minnie’s dark hair in the thorny bushes, the thought of Minnie’s terrified final moments sends a shiver down her spine.

I first start worrying about my beautiful daughter Lennie when she claims her imaginary friend told her not to trust me or her father, Nathan. And as she retreats further into her own world and pushes us away, it feels like we are losing our little girl. Then one evening I see a shadowy figure in Lennie’s bedroom window, and I begin to worry her friend isn’t imaginary at all…

My stomach flutters as I try on my shimmering wedding dress with my two closest friends. In just a few weeks I'm going to marry the man of my dreams. I can't believe the next time Nathan sees me it'll be when I walk down the aisle. I've never told him my real name, and I hate lying to him. But it's for his own good, and nobody could love him more than me. I've been through so much; don't I deserve this happiness?

‘My name is Darcy, I’m your nurse and I’m here to help you.’ I repeat the words I’ve said so many times. Except this time, I don’t mean it… If you saw me walking down the street, you’d think I was pretty ordinary–I wear the typical crisp, white nursing uniform, my hands are scrubbed clean and you’d have no reason to believe I was anything other than a good citizen. A good nurse. But looks can be deceiving. You shouldn’t trust me–because I don’t even know if I can trust myself.

Rushing towards the tall trees in the distance, Detective Billie Ann Wilde can already hear the sobs of those gathered at the scene of the murder of a young child. And when she spots the little boy’s pale skin and beautiful blond ringlets, her heart catches in her chest. It’s Billie’s own nephew, Charlie, whose life has been taken. Billie is immediately told she can’t work on Charlie’s case, but nothing will stop her finding justice for her brother, Peter. Seeing Peter for the first time in years, he looks nothing like the happy-go-lucky teen she grew up with.

It kills me that the only way I can spend proper time with my son Toby is by helping out at his school camp. I sit under the emerald green pine trees and Toby’s little face lights up as he runs past me, joining the other chattering, happy children around us. Then I see my ex, David, glaring at me and my heart sinks. He may have full custody, but he’d love nothing more than for me to disappear. Forever.

When human remains are discovered behind a dumpster in Woodbridge, Virginia, Detective Amanda Steele rushes to the scene. Her heart drops when she arrives and is hit by the unmistakable stench of gasoline. Soon, her worst fear is confirmed: the victim was burned alive. With only an engraved gold wedding band surviving the blaze, Amanda knows it could be days before they have a confirmed ID. But when her partner Detective Trent Stenson arrives, he pales at the sight of the ring, recognizing it as belonging to his Aunt Gertrude’s husband, Don.

My husband, Marcus, and I used to be so in love. But now, after ten years together, we barely talk. I've seen so many of our friends marriages end in divorce, and I'm prepared to do whatever it takes to stop that from happening to us. And then I meet Erin. She tells me all about her perfect marriage to Kieran, and I'm shocked when she reveals the secret to their marital bliss they have an open marriage. My heart starts to race as I consider it for me and Marcus. Could we really do this?