John Egbert Room Novels & Stories

John Handful’s first client is a member of the local Polish community wanted by the police for the disappearance of his pregnant wife. A new miracle cancer drug is stolen from a pharmaceutical complex located on a shingle spit, just off the Suffolk coast. A wealthy local financier is blackmailed, and a ripple of malice spreads across the village of Oxmarket. Each household of a cul-de-sac have a secret that could point to them being the murderer of a man found shot dead in his bedroom.A perplexing case unfolds with the revelation of secret lovers, flowers from the garden and a death that is not as it appears.John Handful finds himself enmeshed in a violent, multi-layered plot at a luxury hotel on a remote island. A man kills himself despite receiving the good news that his lover’s husband has agreed to a divorce.A woman is witnessed shooting herself by her husband even though she had already been dead several hours.A man has been found shot through the head in a locked room with suicide well and truly ruled out. How did he die?Severed limbs in a concrete block, leads, John Handful to believe that a cold calculated killer with a thirst for revenge is on the loose. Ten cases, one connection. What is it?

On the day I was trying out my wedding gown, a stranger dashed into the VIP room and pushed me hard onto the ground. "I'm the real Mrs. John Curtis. Someone like you, with no money or a strong family behind you, should serve me instead." She looked down on me before kicking my pregnant belly with her sharp heels. The pain blurred my vision and made me break out in a cold sweat. Jolene Nostra crouched next to me and slapped me with the back of her hand. "You were only a jilted lover without wealth or influence, trying to wed into a rich family by getting pregnant." As blood flowed heavily from between my legs, a realization hit me. My fiancé, the person I'd been with for four years, was seeing another woman. "What's this? How dare you give me that look? I could kill you, and nothing would happen to me because I'm Mrs. John Curtis!" As she lunged towards me, I pulled out my phone with trembling hands to call my brother. "Come get me, Anthony. And tell our guys I want the Curtis family gone from South City."

Lana Wilcott was in the fight of her life—a fight for her future as a werewolf. For as long as she could remember, she had been taught that finding a mate before her 22nd birthday was the most important thing she could do. However, as that fateful day approached, Lana was left alone and labeled an unfortunate. The label was a heavy burden, and Lana was determined to prove it wrong. She threw herself into her training, determined to become the strongest and most skilled werewolf she could be. But it seemed like nothing could break the chains of being unfortunate. That was, until one fateful night when Lana was out for a run in the forest. Something caught her eye—something unexpected, something that could change her life forever. What had Lana stumbled upon? Will it be the answer to her prayers, or will it lead to even more heartache? One thing is for sure Lana's future as a werewolf hangs in the balance.

Avila and Stephon are siblings determined to take over their father's successful business empire. However, their rivalry becomes a war that leads to unethical decisions and puts the company's success and reputation at risk. With potential business competitors and threats from unknown assailants, the business takes a bad turn, Stephon dies and eventually, everything falls apart. In the midst of all this, Avila finds herself in a desperate situation, blaming Louis for the death of Stephon and being forced to rebuild her life from scratch. She becomes a stripper at a club and a personal assistant to Natasha, the stunning CEO of a beauty empire who has a secret that opens Avila to some things. When she meets Idris, a steamy romance ignites, leading to a dangerous game of betrayal and cover-ups. Avila is torn between loyalty, love, and uncovering the truth about the people she's involved with. With her loyalty tested and her life on the line, Avila must navigate a world of sex trafficking, embezzlement, and revenge to protect herself and the ones she loves. Will she be able to outsmart her enemies and come out on top, or will she fall victim to the ruthless game being played around her?

"Say you love me, Calantha," Favian demanded, those oceanic blue eyes piercing deep into hers. "Uhmm... No, thanks. The deal was to get married for a year. Smile before those fucking cameras and pretend to be absolutely in love with, after which you pay me my fucking money. So Mr Drake, cash or transfer?" Her indifference and cold response caught him off guard. A week ago, he could have sworn she was hopelessly in love with him. Or was it all a show? **** Calantha Donovan’s life takes a devastating turn when she’s fired from her dream job, leaving her drowning in debt and with no way to save her brother’s life. Desperate, she crosses paths with the mysterious and aloof billionaire, Favian Drake, who offers her a shocking proposition: A one-year contract marriage. No strings attached, no love—just a business arrangement to save her from her spiraling fate. But when the lines between duty and desire blur, Calantha finds out about Favian's haunting past. Will the price of their passion be more than either of them can bear?

The book is being revised. "Mason, Mr McGrath is your Father," Dr Ben let out. Stacey's brows creased, she pursed her lips in response to what she had just heard," You mean to say my boyfriend is my brother, how's that even possible?" She asked in stutters. When Stacey and her Sister Chelsey move to a new school, little does she know that there's a lot in store for her, secrets, lies and betrayals that had been kept in the dark are brought to light. Falling in love with the school's Golden boy Mason gets her into a situation she never wanted, makes her enemies with the school's most popular girls Scarlett and Camilla, also worsens the already strained relationship she has with her sister Chelsey.

My biggest mistake wasn't falling for a man that was all kinds of off-limits; it was thinking the moon goddess wasn't listening to my deepest, darkest thoughts. Professor Deville was the man who made literature sound erotic, every whiff of him my kryptonite; so when he offered me more than just a polite smile that night at the bar, I dropped everything for him - panties included. What I had no idea about was that there were two different variants of Professor Deville - the man who lived for words, and the man who loved for swords; and I was fated to both. Now, my mate bond tugs me in two different directions, to two different men who share more than just the same face, and to two men who were far more than just off-limits. Would my forbidden fantasies finally beget a love that can overturn old laws, or would everything and everyone around us bring us down from the high of our feelings? In this forbidden romance book, Aliyah has to choose between more than just two mates, she has to also choose which one of them lives and which one dies.

Anita Hayes thought she had it all—a luxurious life, a devoted husband, and a future filled with promise. But behind the glittering facade of her marriage to self-made billionaire Alexander Grayson lay a truth that shattered her: Alex’s empire always came first, leaving her as a mere shadow in his life. On the night of their fourth wedding anniversary, Alex misses yet another important moment, choosing a business deal over their marriage. Heartbroken and determined to reclaim her identity, Anita walks away from the penthouse and the man she once loved, returning to her small hometown to rebuild her life. But Alex isn’t the kind of man who lets go easily. As he fights to win Anita back, her childhood friend, Ethan Carter, steps in, reminding her of the love and support she’s been missing. Torn between the memories of her past and the possibility of a new future, Anita must decide: will she give Alex a second chance, or is it time to close the door on their shared history forever?

He drew her close to himself and at that moment, she could swear her heart stopped. She looked into his mesmerizing blue eyes as she watched his hands run through her skin slowly. Karen never knew love could be this addictive.

My fiancé, Owen Lockhart, came from old money. He kept a canary in a gilded cage, spoiling her rotten. Just as I was about to break off the engagement with him, a barrage of comments suddenly popped up in my mind. [What did Owen do wrong? He just wanted to get your attention.] [Don't break up with him. All you need to do is shed a few tears, and he'll give you everything.] I turned my head, and through the window, I saw the canary in her high-end jewelry, smiling brightly as she hooked her arm around Owen's. He lazily lowered his eyes, yet his expression held a hint of indifference mixed with a subtle affection. I smiled bitterly, replying to the lawyer's message: [Go on with drafting the engagement annulment agreement.]