Psycho Drama

There are three things that are certain in this life: death, taxes, and the fact that if I want something, I will get it...no matter what it takes. From the moment I laid eyes on Olivia Cooper, I knew she was mine. She didn’t agree, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. She was all I thought about. She was my obsession. So, I watched. I studied. I toyed with her and I played my games. In her I’d found my perfect match, because she met every single one of my challenges with one of her own. She fought back and I loved it.

It was a dark and stormy night when Mary Crane glimpsed the unlit neon sign announcing the vacancy at the Bates Motel. Exhausted, lost, and at the end of her rope, she was eager for a hot shower and a bed for the night. Her room was musty, but clean, and the manager seemed nice, if a little odd.

My pretty little Storm didn't want a knight in shining armor to save her from captivity. Which was good, because my reputation wasn't built on being prince-like to damsels in distress. No, it was built on being a psychotic menace who often played surgeon with my targets before I eliminated them. That was precisely what I did to the men who harmed Olivia Everett before I saved her from the Velvet Cage. I stalked them. I hunted them. And then I delivered their missing pieces to her on a silver platter. Piece by piece, I healed her brokenness with those souvenirs. But I had to do it quickly.

A record New York Powerball. A psychotic IRS agent. A closet genius and his beloved Painted Lady. When Gus Fludd wins the lottery, his dream of restoring the ancestral Victorian--set deep in the Adirondacks--seems at hand. But just as the scaffolding rises and work begins, a psychotic IRS agent appears on his tumbledown porch, spouting demands and casting a deadly shadow over all his hopes. As Gus grapples with this sinister agent, his estranged wife suddenly returns, acting like an angel. His Dickensian brother first cajoles and then blackmails him for his 'share' of the money. Unwelcome ...

When the Bates Motel looms up out of the storm, Mary Crane thinks it is her salvation. The rooms are musty but clean. The manager, Norman Bates, seems like a nice enough fellow, if a little strange. Then Mary decides to take a shower, and the nightmare begins....

Everyone in Tom Ryder’s life is passionate about something… His girlfriend is extremely body-conscious. His uncle prides himself on a clean, well-stocked store. His mother has the church. His co-workers believe in the importance of their vocation. Tom, however, believes in nothing very deeply. Until he finds a method that could kick-start his career in life insurance sales. What could it hurt? “Somewhere between Glengarry Glen Ross and Fargo, between Office Space and Fight Club, Baldry exudes in rich tones the familiar neurosis of relationships and careers and the quiet hell of ...

August Mulvaney has always been exceptional. As the genius son of an eccentric billionaire, his off-putting behavior is often blamed on his high IQ. They say there’s a thin line between genius and madness. August is both - a brilliant professor loved by his students and a ruthless, obsessive killer tasked with righting the wrongs of a failing justice system. And he’s just found his latest obsession: Lucas Blackwell.

True tales of serial killers who went viral. Serial killers have been with us for decades. The internet has put them in our pockets. Psycho.com is a chilling look at what happens when murderous minds meet modern technology.

NOTE: This is the same book as “Let Sleeping Nazis Lie” but with its vulgar language removed. It is also a pacifist and anti-Nazi book which specifically targets the horrors of war and the secret police of totalitarian governments. Steeped in history, this fascinating spy-psycho-thriller is set against the 1989 Revolution of East Germany and the Fall of the Berlin Wall. 60-year old pacifist Klaus Bloederwitz remembers his parents with a fond nostalgia, in spite of having been heavily traumatized by their brutal deaths on the eve of his sixteenth birthday during the 1945 Dresden bombings...