Böcker av William Malmborg

Something is in the walls. Something that wants out. Beth's life is in shambles. Recently released from jail after a car accident that took the life of a crossing guard, Beth finds herself in the middle of a bitter custody battle with her soon-to-be ex-husband, one that she can't possibly win given her husband's legal connections, and her own troubled past. Adding to the turmoil, her mother, who she hasn't seen or spoken to in years is now in the hospital after falling down the stairs.Dropping everything to be at her mother's side, Beth begins to suspect there may be more to this fall than meets the eye. Something is not right in her mother's house; something that resulted in her taking a tumble down the stairs while struggling to carry a giant bag of kitty litter up into the attic.Digging up and confronting the past was not Beth's goal following her release from jail, but her mother's fall has put her upon this path, one that will change everything she thought she knew about her own childhood while also providing a horrifying solution to all the turmoil that has descended upon her.Does Beth have the stomach to do what is necessary to end all her troubles and keep custody of her daughter? Or will she simply sit back and watch as her husband's ruthless legal team continues to take everything from her?

High school can be a difficult time for a teenager, especially toward the end where one has to start making the sudden transition into adulthood. For Jimmy Hawthorn it is even worse. Not only does he need to successfully make that transition, he has to do it while hiding the fact that he is the one responsible for kidnapping two fellow high school students, both of whom are hanging from their wrists in a secret underground fallout shelter he discovered behind an abandoned house on the outskirts of town.

Being the teenage daughter of a serial killer is fun -- except when digging graves. Thankfully Misty has Bitsy to help her. Plus her daddy pays her with gift cards that she uses online to order things like books, video games, and new outfits to dress up Bitsy with, so really she can't complain. Now if he would just teach her how to drive, life would be perfect.

From William Malmborg, the bestselling author of the novels Jimmy and Daddy's Little Girl, comes a twisted thriller about family secrets, sexual depravity, and ultimate betrayal.Being the daughter of a successful porn star is fun, but then a car accident takes her mother from her and forces Penny to move in with her estranged aunt whose life seems to revolve around the catholic church. Fortunately, Penny's cousin Olivia has a secret side her fanatical mother doesn't know about, one that sees the two attending parties rife with sex, booze, and drugs. Unfortunately, one of those parties also has a Ouija board.Penny thinks losing her mother to a drunk driver and moving in with her aunt is the worse thing that could ever happen to her. And then she touches the Ouija board.

Crystal Creek. It has a pleasant ring to it, one that might create a charming visual of an idyllic small town that welcomes visitors to come view its beautiful mountain scenery, and hike along its wooded trails. Such a visual would be wrong. Crystal Creek is not a pleasant place. And it doesn't host many visitors. In fact, the last two who ventured into town have disappeared. Vanished without a trace, the locals would say. But is that true? Or is that just want the locals want to believe? What is going on in Crystal Creek? And why?

Christmas Eve 2005. Eight year old Michelle Harper is the only survivor in a horrific massacre that has left her four siblings decapitated, and her mother slowly dying as her innards ooze out onto the second floor landing, the words SANTA TOOK THEM written in blood on the bedroom wall.Ten years later, having been released from a psychiatric hospital for children, Michelle disappears, her uncle and his girlfriend found hacked to death with a knife before being decapitated, the words SANTA TOOK THEM once again written in blood on the wall.Dr. Samantha Loomis had no plans for the holidays, and was hoping to spend the time simply relaxing in her home. That all changes when the police begin asking her questions about Michelle, questions that make it fairly clear that they believe her to be guilty of the recent slayings.No one in Holly Brook, IL has forgotten the horror that unfolded on Christmas Eve all those years ago, and now, as a terrifying blizzard descends upon the small isolated town, and teens begin disappearing one by one, it looks as if that gruesome night was only the beginning.

He survived two wars and the onset of a horrific disease, only to find his life threatened back at home! Alan Miller is adrift. At thirty years old, he is living in the basement at his mother's house, jobless, taking classes at a local community college, his promising military career cut short by the sudden onset of an autoimmune disease that often leaves him racked with pain and stuck in the bathroom. And then one morning an email arrives that changes everything, one that he initially believes to be spam and nearly deletes.Though she can't stand clichés, Stacy Collins is the poster child for the ruthless female reporter who will do anything to get the scoop on a story. Unfortunately, this ruthlessness has done little in establishing her position as a journalist, and, instead, has simply isolated her from being able to obtain friends and contacts within her career field. And then one day she discovers an old 'no strings attached' sexual partner from five years earlier is back in town, one that she has always had feelings for and would like to see again.Initially, Stacy had no plans to bring Alan into her freelance investigation of the local real estate agency that she believes to be a front for a suburban prostitution ring, but following the attack he thwarts as the two enter her apartment, she has no choice. And, honestly, his ability to pose as a customer and hire one of the real estate girls to service him might provide the break her story needs. That is, if their deception goes unnoticed . . .