Fast-paced vigilante mystery novella, readers call DEATH IN THE DARK "hard to put down"
Joy Humbolt is hiding not only from the law but also her own memories. This isolated life drinking tequila and feelin...
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Vigilante crime mystery with a dash of romance, reader's call INSATIABLE "thrilling"
Private detective Sydney Rye is livin...
Vigilante crime mystery with a touch of romance, reader's call STRINGS OF GLASS "gripping"
Sydney Rye is hanging out in India with her boyfriend, Dan, reading paperbacks and sipping beer. No violence and no re...
At the end of a long journey, lightning flashed outside my window…I need more control. My hand jumped to Mulberry's forearm and squeezed. Shutting my eyes, I struggled not to picture the small plane cracking in half, my body flying through the...
Vigilante crime mystery with a dash of romance, early reader’s call INVITING FIRE “Excellent” Emily Kimelman's best selling Sydney Rye series feature a strong female protagonist and her canine best friend, Blue. It is recommended for the 18+ wh...
Sydney Rye is finally becoming comfortable with the vigilante network, Joyful Justice, that she inspired. On a private island in the midst of the Pacific she is studying hard, learning about the structure of the organization and their active missions...
When international fugitive Sydney Rye turns herself over to authorities in order to protect the vigilante network she inspired, her freedom depends on helping Homeland Security shift the tides in a war for "hearts and minds." Recruiting female fight...
Sydney Rye is missing. All that's left of her is a depression in the dirt and a pool of blood. Robert Maxim is ruthless, powerful, and determined to find her. April Madden is a preacher's wife, and Sydney's mother. She's willing to risk everything......
Justice with a VengeanceWho controls Sydney Rye?Because that person controls a dangerous weapon-a killer and a symbol-proof of a prophet's divinity and the catalyst for an international vigilante network. S...
Carrying a girl Across the river; The hazy moon.Robert glances up from the book of Haiku verse. That's like us.Is it? I ask with a smile.Blue shifts on the couch next to me, pressing more weight against my side. Nila and Frank lay together, their lim...
I am naked, bruised, and clutching a blood-stained Oscar statue.I didn't mean to kill him. The last thing I want is the director of my film--my first big role--dead.Now the cops are here, and even though it's obviously self-defense, I'm done for...m...
The positive pregnancy test rocks my world harder than any bomb or bullet. Like the hurricane bearing down on Miami, it threatens total destruction.
I’m confiden...
Blood. It's blood. The dark stain circling Sydney is blood. No, no, no. I grab my phone, unlock it, navigate to favorites, and touch Mulberry's name without even fully registering the thought. It rings. How am I going to explain knowing Sydney Rye ne...
I am desperate for freedom, for peace, and for justice.As I leave captivity and step into the bright sun-filled day, a wave of relief washes over me. I am not free yet, though. Walking between barbed wire topped walls toward the exit gate, I breathe ...
The moon hangs low and full, her silvery light reflecting in the facets of black choppy water.Blue and I sit in the cockpit of a sailboat. My eyes scan the open ocean while female Peshmerga fighters sleep all around me—below deck, across bench...
To her neighbors, Jennifer Johnson seemed odd, just a little off. How could she not? Her entire existence was a lie.While the child at her breasts was really hers, the husband by her side...not so much. John and Jennifer Johnson shared the same innoc...
Robert Maxim's smirk feels a little like home, like the scary exciting basement steps with their shadows and hints of unnatural powers. A cold wind rushes across the fallow corn field, pulling at my cargo pants and dipping into the open neck of my lo...
The dog's howls echo the mechanical whine of the sirens blaring from the speakers. The sounds undulate, rising and falling like the jungle-draped topography around us.The airfield we stand on is a swath of ochre in a sea of riotous green—the s...