For the Month of February, I have 50 copies up for grabs of Beautiful Death.
It follows a serial killer called the Notorious Wolf, and he loves to turn his victims into Fairy Tale characters.
Beautiful Death follows the victim he chose to become his Sleeping Beauty. The story is told via two point of views. The first is Amelia Conway who is a small town cop and she was part of the entire investigation of a bully case gone wrong.
The second point of view is through Helena Sussex. The seventeen-year-old cheerleader that became Sleeping Beauty. Find out why the serial killer chose Helena and how Amelia ended up being his fixation when it came to his killings.
Beautiful Death: Sleeping Beauty Case File #1 in the Notorious Wolf Series.
The picturesque town of San Fallon has become the hunting ground of the Notorious Wolf: a serial killer who displays his victims as fairy tale characters for the police to find. After months of searching, he’s finally found his Sleeping Beauty.
Helena Sussex is everyone’s dream of a homecoming queen, with the quarterback boyfriend to match. The world is hers for the taking: whatever her looks and charm wouldn’t hand her could be earned by her quick wit. It’s left her bored and hungry for more, and she’s made a game out of controlling those around her. As long as no one realizes it was her constant manipulations led to the suicide of fellow cheerleader Wadelyn Fairchild, she can have it all.
Follow Helena’s path as she’s stalked by the Notorious Wolf to see if it leads to salvation, or if his Sleeping Beauty is denied her happily ever after.
This was getting ridiculous now. More and more girls from my class were glaring at me, twittering behind my back.
Tracy was a bit freaked out, and I always had to put her mind at ease to ignore it, like I did.
Everyone at Fallon High knew not to mess with me. Only if they wanted to end up like Wadelyn.
I had to admit, it was stupid to write ‘skank’ on Wadelyn’s locker with a Sharpie, but I didn’t want it to come off. She should never have tried her luck with Sam. He was mine.
“Ignore them, Tracy. Remember, everything passes. So this will pass too.” I told her one afternoon in my room, behind closed doors. “Besides, the cops know not to speak to any of us without my dad being present. Why are you afraid of what others think of you? You will never get anywhere in life if that is how you are going to live. Stop letting people get to you. Fuck what they think about you. They are all losers in my eyes. I’m done with them. It will blow over if we ignore them.”
“Lena, we are not innocent in this at all. It’s me, Brady, you, and Sam that are behind that screen name.”
“I never typed any of those messages, Tracy. That was the three of you.”
“You bloody told us what to write. You are as guilty as we are, Lena.”
“Will you calm down. My father is protecting us, Tracy. I’m not going anywhere. Keep your mouth shut and do as I say, and you will get out of this one. If that cop tries to interrogate you, all you have to say is you want your lawyer. They know they will be in deep shit without phoning my father when you ask for him. Besides, it’s against the law to interrogate a teenager without a parent present. Every damn cop in this country knows it. Don’t fall for their manipulation. Keep your mouth shut, Tracy.”
“Is that a threat?” she sniped.
“It’s not a fucking threat. It’s advice. You don’t want to go to jail, do you?”
“No,” she started to cry, and I wrapped my arms around her.
“You begged me to do something when she started flirting with Brady, Trace, you begged me.”
“I didn’t think she would kill herself.”
“None of us did. It goes to show you how messed up Wadelyn was.”
“It’s not our fault that she did it. Nobody held a gun to her head.”
She nodded again and wiped away her tears.