Other books by Kerry Wilkinson


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We all remember that one magical summer that changed our lives.

For Joe, it’s 1999. School is over, and with zero idea of what he’s meant to do for the rest of his life, he’s reluctantly accepted a job at the local summer camp. Anything to drown out the sharp grief of missing his dad and move on from what school calls his ‘anger problems’. But getting screamed at by hyperactive ten-year-olds is almost enough to make him quit on day one.


Then he sees Amy Ashworth for the very first time, her black hair shining in the sun – and learns that nothing hits harder than first love.

She’s the only person he knows who reads for fun, or who’s seen Titanic fourteen times. But there’s another side to Amy. Soon, she’s the only person he’s ever been to a wild house party with, or kissed under the twinkling stars. It’s the happiest Joe has ever been… until the terrible day when what’s left of his family fractures into a million pieces.

Caught up in Amy’s whirlwind, Joe can’t bring himself to tell the truth about his life. Would his dad have wanted him to fight for the girl he loves, or protect his family, no matter what?

Only one thing is certain: this is the summer Joe will grow up. But when he looks back decades later, will he be ashamed of his choices? And will Amy still be by his side?


Jodie was a teenager when her boyfriend went missing.

She was the last person to see Ben as they walked home from the cinema.

Ben was never found – and Jodie couldn’t quite escape those sideways looks from some who thought she knew more than she said.

Twenty years on, her father has died suddenly and Jodie is clearing his house.

She’s in the attic when she finds the cardboard box with ‘KEEP’ written on the side.

And there, buried inside, is the distinctive green top that Ben was wearing when he went missing…


Hannah smiles at her guests. In this grand house rented specially for the evening, everyone admires the sparkling chandelier and raises a glass to say goodbye before Hannah moves away from this little town for good. But the next day, one of them lies cold and lifeless in their bed…

The day of her leaving party, Hannah Ford is nervous. With so many secrets and lies over the years between her friends, and arguments between her sisters, is it really a good idea to gather everyone together? But her mother insists that, after Hannah’s divorce and job struggles, she deserves a send-off to remember. So they all plaster on fake smiles and put aside their rifts for an evening of celebrations.

In the morning, one of the guests is found dead.

Hannah is desperate to tell the police. But every single guest has something to hide, or someone to protect. The group insists: they will deal with this themselves. After all, it must have been an accident. Perhaps too much wine, on a night where emotions were running high.

But what if it wasn’t?

And what if this was just the first victim?


When Jennifer tries to confront the mother of a bully, she is told to mind her own business.

One day later and Jennifer is driving to pick up her daughter from football practice. It’s a dark December night and the rain is thumping down.

It’s only a second, a ding of a phone, and, in the moment Jennifer turns away, she hits a woman who is walking on the road.

It’s an awful lapse of judgement but there, down in the verge below, lies the unconscious and battered body of the woman with whom she was arguing.

The area is clear, her car undamaged. Jennifer knows she should stop and call the emergency services…but what will happen to her if she does?

Hours later, Jennifer has fled the scene and is riddled with guilt. Then a text message arrives that can only make things worse: ’I know what you did’.


The envelope is waiting on the mat when Hope gets home from a weekly big shop. Her name is written on the front in neat capital letters but there’s no stamp and no postmark.

The only thing inside is a newspaper cutting from thirty-four years before. It’s a story is about an infant named Jane, who was snatched from the back seat of a car.

Hope almost dismisses it – except that there’s something about the photo of the stolen girl. Jane is missing a part of her left ear…in the exact same place that Hope is missing a part of hers.

The longer Hope stares at the photo, the more a horrible possibility swirls into view, leaving her to ask herself the barely comprehensible question.
Is this stolen child…me?


Harry, Richard and Paige were inseparable as teenagers; bonded by friendship, living next door to each other – and, eventually, a terrible, unforgettable discovery.

Almost twenty years on and they have gone their own ways in the world.

It’s a cold, winter morning when Harry’s phone rings. Paige’s name is on the screen, a reminder that they haven’t spoken in a long time.

Richard, now a quiet, unassuming accountant, has been arrested for murdering one of their old teachers. They were seen arguing in the hours before the death.

Paige asks if Harry can come home – because, with Richard suspected of one murder, people are now wondering if that their terrible, unforgettable discovery of the past was quite so coincidental after all…


A girl has been left for dead – and now my husband is missing.

‘I can give you a lift home,’ the man says. Little Alice tightens the zip of her big red coat. She’s unsure, but the walk will be cold and dark. ‘I’m not supposed to get in a stranger’s car.’ He forces a smile. ‘I’m not a proper stranger, am I?’

I return home on a chilly winter evening expecting to find my husband, Richard, waiting for me. Marrying him and moving to such a beautiful house in this cosy village is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

He usually comes straight back from work. But, tonight, our antique clock ticks on through the wintry evening, with no sign of him.

Then a knock at the door changes everything.

A 12-year-old-girl, Alice from the village, has been left for dead in the field near our house. They say she was last seen getting into Richard’s car.

As Alice fights for her life in hospital, villagers don’t bother to hire their whispering. There’s always been gossip about our age gap – plus the death of his first wife years ago. Now there’s this.

Is everyone right?
Have they always been?
Is my husband on the run?

And then there’s me, with that long-buried secret which, if the police look hard enough, might finally come back to haunt me.


Wheeling my suitcase down the familiar, hedge-lined street, I smile at the sound of children playing in the park nearby. Suddenly, there’s a screech of car brakes. I rush over to see a bent bike wheel sticking out of the ditch, and underneath, a little boy…

As I turn the rusty key in the lock of the house I grew up in, memories flood back. None of them happy. I never told anyone why I left home twenty years ago, and all I want is to sort out Dad’s funeral as quickly as possible.

Now I’m trapped here, the only witness to a terrible incident that has left an eight-year-old boy fighting for his life. But after a lifetime trying to forget my past, I don’t know if I can trust my memory, or be totally sure of what I saw today.

Sorting through Dad’s things one night – shopping lists in his curly handwriting, piles of old newspapers, dusty sports trophies – I think I hear the back door handle rattle. I tiptoe downstairs, past an open window I’m sure I locked. And a figure darts across the overgrown garden.

Someone is watching me. Someone who knows I’m the only one who saw what happened to little Ethan… or could they know the real reason why I left? Either way, I’m certain that coming back was my biggest mistake. I can’t leave, but the longer I stay, the more danger I’m in…


The ultimate he said/she said thriller about a perfect family trip gone terribly wrong.

After the accident which tore apart her family, Emma is shocked to be invited away to a beautiful Mediterranean island – but when her mother calls her out of the blue, wanting to make amends, she can’t say no.

Julius hasn’t seen his sister Emma in years. Although he can’t ever trust her again after what she did, he’s willing to put their differences aside for the sake of their elderly parents.

Despite what happened in the past, everything is going surprisingly well – days spent sipping sangria by the pool, evenings spent forcing smiles at the dinner table – until the night Julius and Emma’s father is attacked on the beach and left for dead on the sand.

She says: Nobody would benefit from our father’s death more than Julius.
He says: We all know what Emma’s capable of. And no-one knows where she was that night.
She says: He’s always been a liar.
He says: She looked me in the eye and told me she wanted our father dead.

Everyone is lying about what happened on the beach that hot summer night. And when the truth is revealed, it will be more shocking than either of them ever imagined.



I pinch the screen to zoom until I’m staring at the face of a ghost. A man with very short hair, staring directly at the camera with piercing brown eyes.

He is as he was when I last saw him: wrinkles around the corners of the eyes and a knowing smirk. That’s the expression I see when I can’t sleep.

My body tenses. It can’t be him. It’s not my ex-husband. It’s not David.

I know that better than anyone because he didn’t walk out on me.

He didn’t disappear two years ago and he’s not a missing person.

I know that for a fact because I’m the one who killed him.


Lucy gets the same bus every day.

She hopes to get a seat to herself, tries to avoid eye contact, and, if she’s really lucky, reads a chapter of her book.

But it’s a Friday – and the bus is always crammed at the end of the week. Personal space doesn’t exist. She keeps her elbows close and clings to a pole at every juddering stop.

When she gets off, something feels different. An envelope stuffed with thousands of pounds is in her bag.

Is it the answer to her prayers, or the beginning of a nightmare?

Because, in the end, everything has a price.


Charley Willis was thirteen years old when her parents were killed in their family home and she was found hiding in a cupboard upstairs.

Fifteen years later, Charley is marrying Seth Chambers. It should be the happiest day of their lives, a chance for Charley to put her past behind her, but just hours after the ceremony, she is missing.

No one saw her leave. No one knows where she is.

One thing is for certain…Seth is about to discover he doesn’t really know the woman he just married. And his nightmare is only just beginning.


Seventeen-year-old Eleanor Parker wakes up cold and alone in the river that twists through her quiet village. She has no memory of how she got there. But she does know that another girl was drowned in the same river the summer before, held under the water by an unknown killer…

Eleanor is a normal, every day teenager. She argues with her mum, spends her days with her best friend, and is looking forward to a carefree summer of sunshine and music. Who would want to hurt her?

Determined to unlock the mystery of what really happened to her, Eleanor can’t escape the feeling that something awful links her to the previous summer’s murder. But will she find out the truth before it’s too late?

A gripping and extraordinary coming of age novel that will make you question everything and keep you guessing until the very end. Perfect for fans of We Were Liars, Looking for Alaska by John Green and hit TV show Riverdale.


It’s the early hours of the morning and Rose Denton wakes up behind the steering wheel of her car. She’s off the road, through a hedge and in a field. There’s blood on the windscreen and bonnet – but it’s not hers and there’s no sign of anything or anyone she might have hit. She was in a hotel on a business trip but now she’s miles away.

Back home and her daughter’s boyfriend is missing. The last thing he did was argue with Rose over money. He left no note, no text, no anything.

The police have questions – and so does Rose’s family. But those are little compared to the ones she has for herself.

What happened last night? And, perhaps more importantly, does she really want to know the answer?


Thirteen years ago Olivia Adams went missing. Now she’s back… or is she?

When six-year-old Olivia Adams disappeared from her back garden, the small community of Stoneridge was thrown into turmoil. How could a child vanish in the middle of a cosy English village?

Thirteen years on and Olivia is back. Her mother is convinced it’s her but not everyone is sure. If this is the missing girl, then where has she been – and what happened to her on that sunny afternoon?

If she’s an imposter, then who would be bold enough to try to fool a child’s own mother – and why?

Then there are those who would rather Olivia stayed missing. The past is the past and some secrets must remain buried.


They told us he had been missing for nearly two days, that he probably drowned. They told us a lie.

Megan was ten years old when her older brother, Zac, went missing among the cliffs, caves and beaches that surround the small seaside town of Whitecliff.

A decade later and a car crash has claimed the lives of her parents.

Megan and her younger sister Chloe return to Whitecliff one summer for the first time since their brother’s disappearance. Megan says it’s to get her parents’ affairs in order. There are boxes to pack, junk to clear, a rundown cottage to sell. But that’s not the real reason.

Megan has come to confront her family’s past after receiving a postcard on the day of her parents’ funeral. It had a photo of Whitecliff on the front and a single letter on the back.

‘Z’ is all it read.

Z for Zac.



‘There will be so many things I wish I could’ve told you in person. I won’t get the chance, so perhaps this is my only way…’

It’s Poppy Kinsey’s birthday.

She should be blowing out candles and opening presents – but hers falls on the type of heart-wrenching, agonising anniversary she would far rather forget.

The worst day of them all. The day her mother died.

But this year is special because the person she misses most in the world has left her a set of letters, one for each of her next ten birthdays.

As Poppy opens them year by year, she discovers that no matter how tough life gets, her mum will always be by her side, guiding her along the way.


When he was a teenager, Craig Macklin’s headteacher told him he was heading to either prison or the grave. Instead, Craig left the north of England, saying goodbye to his friends and family to start a new life.

Thirteen years on, redundant and separated from his wife, he returns for the first time.

It’s Christmas: markets in full swing, lights twinkling, shoppers shopping, revellers revelling.

Amid the season, there are secrets from which he cannot escape and, when debt-collectors attack his parents’ house, Craig realises the teenage hell-raiser he left behind might not be so buried after all.


‘I’m going to do you a favour: I’m going to tell you my name and then I’m going to give you thirty seconds to turn and run. If any of you are still here after those thirty seconds, then we’re going to have a problem.’

Jason Green’s life is changed for good after he is saved from a mugging by crime boss Harry Irwell. From there, he is drawn into Manchester’s underworld, where stomping into a newsagents and smashing the place up is as normal as making a cup of tea.

But Jason isn’t a casual thug. Fast cars and flash clothes don’t appeal – he’s biding his time and saving his money, waiting for the perfect moment to make a move.

That is until a woman walks into his life offering one thing that money can’t buy – salvation.


Dougie Jamieson is a pillar of the community. He’s won awards for his work with children, his brother is a chief inspector and he runs the neighbourhood watch scheme.

But Esther Pooley sees him differently.

After a road rage incident, she’s convinced he’s the person terrorising her and husband Charlie at their suburban dream home.

As the stakes begin to rise, they must decide if bricks and mortar are worth more than their relationship, with Charlie left with the toughest of all dilemmas. How far will he go to protect his wife?