Patricia Cornwell Kay Scarpetta Books In Order Novels & Stories

PROLOGUE In the second book of this thrilling supernatural series, our heroine Scarlette finds herself in a dangerous new situation. No longer a goddess, she's now a powerful seer, and she's mated to the vampire king, Gabriel. But Gabriel's clan is not happy with their king's choice of mate. They demand that he either turn Scarlette or reject her, or they will kill her and demand a new vampire queen. With tensions running high and danger lurking around every corner, Scarlette and Gabriel must navigate the treacherous waters of vampire politics and fight for their love. Will they be able to overcome the odds and prove that love conquers all, or will their enemies tear them apart? Find out in

“...Seraphina Vance, socialite and heiress, was taken into custody earlier this evening for the suspected murder of Dr. Jude Reed and her sister, Katherina Vance. Authorities say new forensic evidence links her to both crimes...” Scarlet’s breath caught. The image on the screen shifted — a photograph. Her photograph. The old her. Katherina Vance. Perfect hair, practiced smile, the face she thought she’d buried. Her stomach twisted. The room started to spin. She stumbled back a step, one hand clutching the edge of the sink. Her throat burned, and before she could stop it, she bent over, dry-heaving. Amanda caught her, arms wrapping tight around her shoulders. “Hey, hey—Scar, breathe. It’s oka

Looking around, she said, “The place is packed tonight. I guess I am not the only one who had a long week.” Nora removed her handbag from the chair next to her to indicate that Melanie was welcome at our table. “Melanie, do you remember Esmerelda? She’s one of our top investigators.” I nodded my greeting to my former secretary as I shifted beneath the steely study of her piercing green eyes. Her inspection reminded me of my grade school principal who was forever complaining to my parents about my wild and untamed coif being a distraction to the other students. Of course, my parents simply smiled and said that they’d contain it in a braid or bun while calling the principal inappropriat

"Yeah, I know that Queen Scorpion is stubborn, but I know that it's only a matter of time before she changes. It's still okay, Queen. It wasn't your fault. Yes, if you had listened to me and not taken that drink, we could have come up with another plan. He probably would have gotten another whore for the night. I would have gone into his room and waited for him, and when they eventually came, I would have knocked his whore unconscious, gotten the information from him, and knocked him unconscious before leaving. It would have been easy peasy. But then, you interfering made it worse. However, we were able to walk away with our lives." Shawn replied. "What about the information we needed? Did y

It was an image of Scarlet’s face. Caitlin felt her stomach roll with anguish. How had her daughter’s face come to be on this ancient text in a lost vampire library? Once again, she thought of destiny. It was as though everything had already been decided. No, it was more than that. If felt as though everything that was happening now had already happened before, as if they were living in a constant loop with history swirling round and round, repeating ad infinitum. The life she was living was just one cycle, one in which the outcome had been predicted before, but was not set in stone. She could change the premonitions and prophecies. Whatever was supposed to happen, she still had control over

But this was not what Caitlin wanted: she needed to heal Scarlet, not kill her. As she finished yet another book and slid it aside, with still no mention of healing anywhere, she began to feel a sense of despair. She lifted the final book on the stack, a small, leather-bound volume with a red spine, entitled De Fascino Libri Tres by Leonardo Vairo. Caitlin summoned her knowledge of Latin, and knew that translated to: Three Books of Charms, Spells and Sorceries.

He took a running start and soon he was flying, all by himself, deeper and deeper into the night. Caitlin, wielding the sword, ran through the corridors beneath City Hall. She was determined to kill as many of them as she could, and to kill Kyle himself. But first, she had to save Caleb. She was determined to never be tricked again. That shape-shifting was cruel and devious, and she would not fall for it a second time. Sera’s words of caution rang in her ears with every step she took, as she sprinted deeper into the catacombs. Caleb will be chained. As Caitlin turned down yet another corner, a lone figure appeared, running towards her.

A pity. “Are you even listening to me?” I lifted my eyes from the book in my hand. The Mark of Exile. It was the sequel to The Corpse in the Fog—a crime story about a man killing the lover of the woman he desperately wanted. You could say I was taking notes of very effective and interesting ways to kill Zesa’s lover. I’d had enough of him impeding my happiness.

She was just always my Butterfly. As I go into the last cell, I see one of the bricks is loose. I go over and pull it out to find a metal box inside. I carefully open it as the metal is still a little hot and find a journal made by Serenity while she was being held here. I cringe at some of the things they did to her. I smell both Scarlett's and Charlotte's scents on the journal. I put the journal back into the box and made my way around the other cells until I came to the last cell by the door and found a brick that was loose in there, too. Behind that brick was another metal box. I open this one and smell Scarlett's scent and this was a mix of old and fresh. I pull out some of the notes th

“How’s the pain?” “I’ll live.” I grunted as I picked up the books she had dropped to distract myself from the pain of her checking over my injuries. “I found those on Stephanie’s bookshelf.” She chuckled. “Thought you could use something to keep you busy. I picked that one because the author has my name.” I looked more closely at the books she had brought, chuckling when I saw that one was titled ‘The Rogue Queen’ by Rory McCauley-Hayman. I waved the second book titled ‘Breaking The Bond’, in the air.