Sexy and perverse, deceitful and disturbing, this is one domestic thriller that doesn’t hold back. Elena and Adam are house sitting in South London when they come across the beautiful painter Sophia and her equally handsome husband, Finn. Sophia and Finn are suave and sophisticated, and dinner with the four soon evolves into casual meetings between the two women, and eventually friendship. Despite this, Elena can’t stop herself from becoming obsessed with Finn—sex with Adam leaves a lot to be desired—and Sophia recognizes Elena’s infatuation. But instead of being threatened, Sophia has a plan. Why don’t they exchange partners, with the men never the wiser? The women, physically very similar, will switch places during the night, when the men are asleep, making every possible effort—from hair to perfume—to trick their partners. Plausible? Barely. (Pro-tip: use blackout curtains). But while “switching” increases Elena’s fervor for Finn, for Sophia it opens up a whole world, one that she has been planning for ages. A fast and effortless read that never stops surprising.
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This sequel to the Northern Ireland-set Northern Spy (2021), in which Tessa Daly desperately searches for her sister, Marion, who has either been kidnapped by the IRA to work for them or is actually a terrorist, finds Tessa hiding in Dublin from the terrorists who want revenge. She’s enjoying a quiet, if lonely, life with her four-year-old son when she’s kidnapped by a gang that includes a childhood friend. He’s now in the IRA and wants Tessa’s help to turn an MI5 agent toward the Republican side. That starts a terrifying ordeal for Tessa, who walks a tightrope between British officialdom and homegrown extremists while keeping her son safe and pursuing a forbidden romance. As in the previous book, Berry portrays a modern Ireland that’s a maelstrom of contradictions, grief for the past and hope for the future, and fear that the country’s core can never really change. But there’s still hope for the Daly family, whose caring and exasperation toward one another makes this local drama into a universal fable of love overcoming all.
The Sycamores, the brilliant setting for this tale of two young women, is a run-down motel, converted into apartments, on the edge of Santa Fe. The residents—whose lives spill out throughout the building, from the balconies to the pool—are a fascinating lot who love nothing more than getting into one another’s business. Broke and thrown out of her ritzy home by her partner, who technically owned everything, Cass ends up the Sycamores’ handyperson, unclogging toilets in exchange for rent. Throw in a side gig slipping married men roofies, photographing them near naked, then threatening blackmail, and Cass has just enough money to get by. Until she accidentally murders very much the wrong guy. Alicia’s route to the Sycamores is more convoluted. Her painter/husband rented one of the units as his studio, but one day—with no real warning—he calls her up, confesses to a murder, then shoots himself. Alicia moves into her husband’s studio to cozy up to the other residents and try to discover the truth behind her husband’s death. This thumbnail sketch only hints at the depth and complexity of this thriller, in which both women take enormous risks, with help from the neighbors, to learn the truth about the lives they’ve lost. Recommended for readers who like a strong, sophisticated thriller with a dynamic plot and unforgettable characters.
A filmmaker whose heyday is past, Joni Ackerman has grown used to living in the shadow of her successful TV-show creating husband, Paul, as well as accustomed to the idea that she can’t make material for the small screen herself because that’s his territory. She drinks too much and is overall unhappy, with small bursts of joy when her daughter Alex returns home and life seems complete (there’s a twist-and-a-half in store there). She often thinks of her broke, early days living with roommate Val in Los Angeles, when they attended a party full of Hollywood glitterati at which Val was raped by a celebrity. Neither told anyone and both tried to move on, growing apart in the process. But now the past is back as the rapist has been outed and whispers abound about a mysterious second man he works with. What follows is a psychologically savvy look at the many victims and the long life of sexual assault, as well as a satisfying tale of coping through taking action. Joni is a lovably flawed but determined character and her decisions and determination will keep readers rooting for her and racing through this fast and absorbing drama.
Lazaridis’s previous work, Terra Nova (Pegasus, 2022), alternated between men trekking to the South Pole and the fight by one of their wives back home to win attention for suffragists. On the surface, this title is very different, taking place in “violently hot” Athens, Greece, where a young Astoria, New York woman is shyly finding her feet in her parents’ homeland. But she’s an explorer in her own way, and an intrepid one, “[uncoiling] the spring of opportunity” that her parents created for her and traipsing toward the traditional center of Greek life: the church. Anna’s parea—her friend group—won’t understand her need to find God, she tells herself; she also (correctly) surmises that they’ll be puzzled by her new choice of friend: an 82-year-old woman whom she meets when Father Emmanouil gives her fresh figs to bring to the woman’s home. As Anna gears up to…well, commit a crime, but one that has a kind motive, readers are immersed in her longing to find out who she really is, where she belongs, and whether she will ever find her way home. What Lazaridis calls her “strange little novel” is a wonderful mix of coming of age, immigrant stories, and the pain that lurks behind crumbling facades.
I want to be a fly on the wall when this explosive drama is discussed in book clubs. The “good guy” whose behavior they will pick apart is Cole Simmonds; he’s recently separated and has left London for the rural English coast. There he’s picking up the pieces from a marriage that went wrong when the couple’s attempts to have a child, including the trials of IVF, were all for nothing. Cole’s wife Mel—he’s dragging his feet on the paperwork that will tie up all the loose ends—now seems to hate him and he can’t understand where it all went wrong. Mel’s point of view, meanwhile, only coincides with Cole’s in that both would agree that they’ve split up. He’s trying to move on and meets Lennie (he insists on calling her Leonora, our first hint at his controlling ways), an artist who also seems like a lonely soul. Both are pulled into the fray when young women on a nationally publicized walk to highlight the problem of male violence go missing near Cole’s home. The social-media firestorm ignited by all this will be matched by the conversations in those book clubs I want to lurk in, as Hall looks at toxic masculinity from every angle: the oh-so-innocent man who’s only controlling because he cares so much, the enraged men commenting about the case online, the system that ridicules women if they wait too long to report a sexual crime while torturing them once they do report. A gripping and controversial suspense.
Passing a daycare that’s engulfed in flames, Ashley Driskell risks her life to save several children. During an emotional reunion in the hospital, her husband, Luke, lets her know that someone took a video of her heroics and she’s now the darling of the Internet. Luke knows this won’t make Ashley happy, as she’s very private and dislikes even having her photo taken. Still, he’s surprised at Ashley’s vehemence that he must go, NOW, and pick up her daughter Joy, who is his stepdaughter, from the babysitter. Things become even stranger when the next morning Luke wakes to find that Joy is gone from their home and Ashley is missing from the hospital. Luke uses his desperation and sharp research skills to engrossing effect, digging deeper and deeper into the twisting mystery that is Ashley’s life. You won’t see the answers coming here, nor the satisfying ending; the love, loyalty, and determination shown by Luke are bonuses. A great read, especially for fans of D.J. Palmer’s My Wife is Missing.
At first, this novel seems to be a predictable, mildly entertaining thriller. Erin and Will take themselves off to marriage counseling because something has gone wrong, at least for Erin, who is suddenly putting her husband at arm’s length. But what’s the source of the problem? Even their counselor, Maggie, becomes consumed trying to understand what has gone awry in their marriage, especially when Will is, annoyingly, nearly the perfect man. Then, out of nowhere, Perks drops a clue that made my head spin, cranks up the narrative’s pace, and pulls us deeper into the disturbing past of Erin and Maggie. Since this is from multiple perspectives, and jumps skillfully around the narrative time-line, readers will have fun trying to put this complex, fractured and totally compelling story together. A perfect read for fans of Lisa Jewell and B.A. Paris.
This debut novel should come with blood-pressure pills. The tension at first comes from strangeness: Mother; Father; their daughter, Juno; and son, Boy live a harsh, homesteading life alone on an island. Is it the present day? What part of the world are they in? Is the mortal danger from outsiders that the parents warn about real? The timing element is all that’s clear for a good portion of the book: it’s the current day, but apart from visits from the mailman who comes from the mainland, during which Juno and Boy must hide from view, the rest is unknown. Bit by bit, teen Juno’s desire for freedom and her determination to find out more about their situation despite her sinister, violent parents’ “seven commandments” (including “We must always kill quickly and painlessly”) ramp up the fear to a terrifying do-or-die scene. Readers will be rapt as they race to the end to find out who survives this nightmare that’s effectively mixed with a fairytale motif echoing one of Juno’s favorite stories. Menger’s previous work is in film, TV, and audiobooks: try his Audible Originals Monster 1983 and Ghostbox while you wait for this gripping thriller.
Mark Lausson is a young English professor at an elite, liberal arts college (think of Kenyon) in Ohio. Yes, he’s incredibly fortunate to have landed the job. But that does little to lift his mid-grade depression and his raging sense of ennui. While he should be enmeshing himself in the life of the college, publishing articles, and working on his book—“cultural discourses of gay sex and murder” is his topic—instead he lets time slip away, unaccounted for. Until the third week of the fall semester, when sophomore Tyler Cunningham walks into his classroom, like some sort of louche meteor entering his atmosphere. Soon, Mark’s fascination turns to obsession, and the two become lovers, with secrecy serving to ramp up the intensity of their affair. This book builds slowly, gracefully, and we’re nearly three-quarters into it when that magical thing happens and readers begin to realize that nothing is what they thought it was. Wonderfully paced and terrifying in its conclusion, this is a book meant to be devoured, not read. I absolutely cannot wait for Willse’s next work.