Let me give a flavor of three snippets from each of my books in the series Ash Suspense Thriller. If these arouse a sense of suspense, you'll know where to find your next read...
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Her cry penetrates every cell in my bones. I try to hold my hand steady. It’s not an easy thing to aim at the back of a man—even if he is slapping her around, just the way he did me.
Before I can find the trigger, the door opens.
And there is Vlad.
Excerpt from Coma Confidential
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While dangling in agony on my chain from the closet rod, I notice the only other thing hung on it, in the shadowy part of the narrow space: a plain metallic coat hanger, over which a long coat is loosely wrapped.
After a while, the coat becomes a presence of its own. It smells of sweat and gunpowder. It is black, its inner lining is greenish. At the bottom of its hem, there is a streak of blood, which brings back to mind the view I had the other day in front of the elementary school from under the belly of a car.
Excerpt from Overkill
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I struggle to release myself, to no avail.
“Oh,” he grumbles, “what an ingrate you are! That surveillance device served a medical purpose. It allowed me to monitor your progress, for your sake and for science! Stupid woman, how dare you cut out what I put in? And you thought I wouldn’t find out?”
In utter distress, I resort to pretense. “Please, Dr. Patel. How could I even guess it was you who put it there?”
His grip tightens.
Excerpt from Overdose
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If anyone would ask me later why I threw a match into a wastebasket full of tissues, added a pile of the papers I was supposed to be organizing, and left it behind a closed door, burning, I would be hard pressed to explain my plan. Why? Because I have none. Impulse is what drives me. The events of the last couple of days have forced my hand. I can no longer remain inactive.
By instinct, I grasp that something drastic needs to happen—for better or worse—to change my situation. Fire will do. Things staying as they are will only prolong my misery.
Excerpt from Overdue
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