Ergebnis für "The Streets" in Psychothriller

Dies ist die Geschichte von Ted, der mit seiner Tochter Lauren und der Katze Olivia in einem gewöhnlichen Haus am Ende einer gewöhnlichen Straße lebt. Lulu, die kleine Schwester von Dee, ist vor Jahren auf mysteriöse Weise verschwunden. Man glaubt, dass sie ermordet wurde. Als Hauptverdächtiger galt damals der Einzelgänger Ted – ein eigenartiger Mann, der an einer Entwicklungsstörung leidet. Die Anschuldigung eines solch abscheulichen Verbrechens haben sich zudem äußerst nachteilig auf sein Leben ausgewirkt.

A New York Times Book Review Summer Read and Edgar Award nominee! Don’t miss this unputdownable psychological thriller! Perfect for fans of Lucy Foley and Ruth Ware! When you really start to look beyond the airy open floor plans and marble counters, Brighton Hills is filled with secrets. Some...

Anna and Peter desperately need to escape London for a fresh start. And they’ve found just the place: a perfect house on a perfect street in a perfect new development on the Scottish coast. But before they’ve even unpacked, they discover that the community they’ve moved into might be keeping secrets of its own…

Every family has secrets, and on the hottest day of the year, the truth is about to come out. As a tragedy unfolds behind closed doors, the dawn chorus is split by the wail of sirens. And one by one the families who tried so hard to welcome the Wests begin to realise: Hogarth Street will never be the same again.

On Riverside Road, a pretty street lined with trees in the north of England, Anna steps outside her front door for a breath of air. Her eye catches on a light that shouldn’t be on in her neighbour’s house. Growing up, when the two families were so close, Anna used to know it better than her own. Then Anna sees something horrifying and rushes across the road. Her scream tears through the night like a knife. Nothing will ever be the same on this perfect street again.

A collapsed ceiling. A dead body. What starts as a routine 999 call takes an unexpected twist when Erika Foster arrives on the scene and discovers the body of a woman in an empty flat, with all DNA evidence scrubbed away. When forensics find cocaine residue coating every surface of the ceiling, Erika calls in the drug dogs, who lead her to a mysterious parcel locker on the outside wall of the property. Chasing down the locker’s owner leads Erika back where she never expected to be–staring into the eyes of Jerome Goodman, the drug dealer who murdered her husband, Mark, ten years ago.

I can’t trust anything Cain says. Desperate for answers, I agree to meet Charlotte in secret. But it’s Charlotte who is full of questions: about our lives, our relationship. It’s only when she lets slip the name of the road I used to live on, that I realize how much she knows about me, too. Cold fear floods through my body. My husband may not have told the truth, but his lies are nothing compared to mine. If Charlotte knows my darkest secret, my whole life could fall apart. How far will I have to go to keep the truth hidden?

When Clare becomes a widow, her response is something that shocks her – relief. All she wants to do is move on and figure out how to continue her life, alone, no matter the guilt that brings. So when Vic, her closest friend, comes to her, showing the signs of trouble in her own marriage, she is more than supportive in helping her leave Rob. But Vic doesn’t get the chance to do that. Because as they go over to Vic's house to collect her things, they find a body. Rob’s. It appears someone else had an axe to grind.

Emma's move to New Valley quickly takes a turn toward the mysterious when she's greeted by her neighbors, Nick and Christine, a picture-perfect couple from across the street. Despite the undeniable attraction to Nick, Emma is wary, sensing deeper undercurrents in their seemingly perfect life. But the real enigma lies closer to home—in a locked door in her own basement. Driven by a mix of fear and fascination, Emma is determined to uncover what lies beyond it.

Caroline twitches aside her curtains to see the new family moving in. A mother – beautifully dressed in expensive clothes – and two young children. Where is her husband, she wonders? And why are they moving in to the smallest house on the street? They really don’t seem the type. But Caroline believes it’s important to be welcoming. It’s important to know everything that’s happening on West Street.

All the neighbours were laughing, drinking out of plastic glasses and getting along. I almost felt happy. Almost forgot about the terrible argument earlier and the sinister messages I’d been receiving from a strange address all week, threatening to expose the lies behind my perfect life. As we finished with the red and gold fireworks and welcomed everyone back to our house, I believed that everything would be okay. But I didn’t know who I was inviting in.

After accepting a food delivery job to make ends meet, nothing could have prepared Martin Hargrove for what happens next. Robbed, beaten, and murdered during his very first delivery, he wakes to find himself in the home of a strange woman, one who explains that he now owes her a debt for bringing him back to life. Faced with the choice of losing his life a second time or submitting to her demands, Hargrove reluctantly agrees to the job.

Derrière chaque porte se cache un secret. Oserez-vous pousser celle du 19, River Street ? " Je sais ce qu'il s'est passé sur La Dernière danse. Josephine est en vie. Demain, 22 heures. Venez seule. " Ces simples mots, notés sur un bout de papier, confirment ce que Maddie a toujours su : sa fille est vivante, quelque part. Douze ans plus tôt, lors d'un séjour en plein océan Pacifique, la petite Josephine disparaît mystérieusement durant la nuit, son corps ne sera jamais retrouvé. Face à ce deuil insurmontable, la famille implose, et Maddie reste seule dans sa grande demeure, au 19, River Street, à Seattle.

Victor tried to stay away - he couldn't. He tried to start a new chapter, only to waste time. He did his best to keep his demons at bay, but it proved to be an impossible task. Now, Mr. Black is back to take what's his and face-off with the one player who beat him at his own game. Only this time he aims to win, even if his methods mean risking everything - including his job, reputation and what little of his sanity remains.

As a painter travels the world and creates his art, he also mourns the death of his queen, his wife. He is secluded from the world and finds an escape through the drawings in his work. Not until he gets an unexpected knock at his door does his life take a drastic turn. The guest presents a problem that traps them inside of a home for 72 hours and this quiet suburban estate becomes the devil’s playground. The painter is then thrown into a psychological game that has twists and turns, which leads to an unforeseeable ending.

Her name is Beth. She came into my life when I needed her the most. We lead very different lives, but she’s the only person who understands me. She was the only other witness to the terrible accident on the street between our homes - the only person who saw the cracks in my perfect life before I had the chance to cover them up.

Wheeling my suitcase down the familiar, hedge-lined street, I smile at the sound of children playing in the park nearby. Suddenly, there’s a screech of car brakes. I rush over to see a bent bike wheel sticking out of the ditch, and underneath, a little boy....

The letter is addressed to me. No stamp, swirly handwriting in black ink. I pull out a piece of paper, stiffening when I read the message. Hands trembling, the note slides to the floor: Your husband is having an affair. Six words written in neat block letters. Six words slipped through her letterbox, destroying her marriage, exposing Ella’s perfect life as perfect lies. But Ella has a plan: Alice is the answer to her problems. A lodger to help keep her afloat, a friend to keep the loneliness at bay. Only Alice has her own reasons for wanting to live at 46 Heath Street....

My husband, James, and I love living on Smith Street, with its neat houses and friendly family barbecues. Our daughter, Scarlett, can play outside with the other local kids–it’s somewhere nothing bad could ever happen. Or so I thought....

My best friend Gabbie has everything, a beautiful house, an adoring husband, and a lifestyle to die for. But now she’s missing. And my husband was the last person to see her alive.... The party on Laurel Street was meant to be a celebration, of neighbors coming together as friends. But as I look at the shocked faces around me and the wine glass smashed on the floor, I know that our perfect community will never be the same.