The ruthless psychopath Ricardo Ruiz is holding me captive for thirty days. He’s the heir of the brutal crime family that runs this town, and I’ve heard rumors of what he’s capable of. This seductive, dark-haired, and green-eyed psychopath makes me believe in one thing then punishes me the next. I feel like Beauty being locked up by the Beast in his castle. But this Beast isn’t preparing candlelight dinners and making me feel like a woman. Instead, he locks me in a dungeon and throws away the key. I’m his prisoner. His captive. At his mercy for thirty days. He said hitting his car came at a price. And that price was me.

What if you were holding your daughter’s hand, and then you bent down to discover it was another child? An hour ago, Emma’s six-year-old daughter entered the busy underground, and she was holding her mother’s hand. The police don’t believe her; they think that she’s on drugs. There were no witnesses, and nothing ties in with Emma’s tale of events. Emma only wants her daughter back, but she’s being charged with kidnapping another child and killing her own. Emma’s been caught up in a web of lies. Her only chance of survival is silence and her best friend, Will. The man that she hurt so many years ago. She believes that he’ll unravel the truth and will find her daughter. The Lost Child is a gripping thriller with so many twists that it will have you on the edge of your seat. It is perfect for fans of The Girl on the Train and Gone Girl.

My captor was as cold as ice one minute and hot as fuego, the next! Eduardo Lopez was the merciless heir of the cruel crime family who owned our land in our Cuban village. He took me from my family, while we were celebrating my eighteenth birthday. He didn’t let me have my last night with them in peace. He didn’t care. All he knew was one thing, I belonged to him, and he came to collect. It was all based on the rumor. The so-called legend. The first-born girl in my family was to be given to him. A debt that was started over a century ago. A debt which was started by one of my ancestors, who’d lost to his in a poker game. Eduardo was holding me captive, and he threw away the key. There was no being taken by a beast who would turn into a prince, and we would live happily ever after. It was all one big fat lie. He took the key to my freedom and buried it. Just like he would do with me if I didn’t obey him.