When former televangelist Ezekiel Thunder rolls into Dr Amanda Bell Brown's town, the sassy sleuth sees a storm brewing. The disgraced playboy preacher and his seductive first lady, Nikki, are on the comeback trail, but Bell is less than charmed by the pair. When their toddler, Baby Zeekie, is found dead from an accidental drowning, forensic psychologist Bell suspects foul play, especially after his mama in mourning flirts with Bell's estranged husband, Jazz. Now Amanda must solve a dangerous mystery that threatens not only to end her romance, but possibly her life!

Born deaf and given to the state by his mother, Patrick McCullough faced a hard life with equal parts of charm and rage that eventually lead him to kill.

When the ominous Thunders roll into Dr. Amanda Bell Brown's town, the sassy sleuth sees a storm brewing. Disgraced playboy preacher Ezekiel Thunder and his seductive first lady, Nikki, are on the comeback trail, but Bell is less than charmed by the pair. When their toddler, Baby Zeekie, is found dead from an accidental drowning, forensic psychologist Bell suspects foul play in the fatal family, especially after the mama in mourning flirts with Bell's estranged husband, Jazz. Bell is sickened by the woman's behavior and the thought of someone murdering an innocent child -- or is it morning sickness that's plaguing her? Between babies and bodies, she pushes past the limits to discover the deadly truth.

Smith, a prize-winning reporter for The Seattle Times, was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize in investigative reporting for his coverage of the Green River Killer case. Now he reveals the shocking true story of serial wife killer Randy Roth, the alluring, handsome man who was caught after his fourth wife "accidentally" drowned. Photos.

Meet sixty-one-year-old vodou priestess, convicted black widow serial killer and cop killer, Beatrice Belladonna. She is a death row inmate housed at The Federal Medical Center, Carswell, Texas, and is five months shy of her scheduled execution date. Seeking notoriety after death, Beatrice accepts A and E Network's request for a televised interview. During this six-hour interview, she reveals her life story which includes being sexually abused as a child by her stepfather and abandoned at the age of sixteen by her mother. Consequently, it is no surprise that Beatrice evolved into a sociopathic black widow serial killer at a very young age, eighteen. On camera, she coldly confesses to murdering all of her subsequent lovers for profi t and states that after their deaths, she felt absolutely no remorse, only sheer elation. Naturally, being a vodou priestess has its advantages when it comes to cold-blooded murder. Find out how Beatrice used her vodou black magic powers to kill her lovers and how she managed to elude arrest by the police for over thirty years! Beatrice Belladonna's bizarre and macabre life story is truly remarkable and one that will not soon be forgotten.

Nothing good comes from living in the Devil's swamp. Willow Bell thinks moving to the Okefenokee area isn't half bad, but nothing prepares her for what awaits in the shadows of the bog. Girls are showing up dead in the swamp. And she could be next. Everyone warns Willow to stay away from Beau Cadwell—the bad boy at the top of their suspect list as the serial killer tormenting the small town. But beneath his wicked, depthless eyes, there's something else that draws Willow to him. When yet another girl he knew dies, though, Willow questions whether she can trust her instincts...or if they're leading to her own death.

A Village Boy's Life and Rare Experience is a luminous memoir about an extraordinary phenomenon that the village of Mukulu experienced when Ezzillogazin departed from Bello mountain.They could not believe what they were seeing. It was the Ark of Ezzillogazin, the oval of God (divenora in the Mukulu vernacular). They had worshipped and venerated it for generations, and it provided them with clean drinking water and varieties of edible fruits. It had protected them from enemies.The object emerged from the shadow of the moon on top of Mount Bello. It was followed by a big sound, a bang! A bright light shone on the whole Mukulu village such that the village could witness. It sat there for a second, and then the diamond ball began rolling down the mountain, leaving the creek in its midst. The creek was later filled with fish so that people no longer had to travel far to fish in the big river. They caught fish in the creek near the village.People began screaming from inside their huts, saying. "We are innocent! Why are you leaving us?" Others said, "Don't take all. Leave us some." At that moment, I wanted young people to know that their parents lived lavishly under the protection of Ark Ezzillogazin. Also, I wanted the world to know that Mukulu was a hidden paradise, where people grew up for generations under the protection of Ezzillogazin.That event took place when I was five years old, and I can still remember it vividly at seventy-two. For me, it's as if it happened yesterday. It was so powerful that it was hard to forget. Another thing is that before the departure of Ezzillogazin, the whole village was shut in by torrential rain for six days, so people couldn't go to the farm. It kept raining off and on. Creeks around the village were flooded, and then on the seventh day, the block of diamond emerged, followed by the powerful bang. It happened just as people were eating their dinner, so that both old and young could bear witness to it.The second part of the book deals with my adventures to the city of Fort-Lamy at age eleven. Today, it is called N'Djamena. Driven by hardship and in search of better opportunities in the city, I hoped to find work to help myself. However, because I was underage, I could not find work, and I became a burden to my aunt. Aged fifteen and expecting[LH1], the novelty soon wore off.I left Tchad and followed my friend to Sudan. In Sudan, I spent close to six years struggling trying to get into school, but I proved to be a failure. I decided to change my nationality to become a refugee from Angola. I registered at UNHCR, and my status as a refugee from Angola was recognized. I asked for education, and they took me to Rumbek Secondary School. I finished and got a scholarship from Sudan Council of Churches to study theology.The word theology sounded like zoology, and I was excited that I was going to study zoology, but it turned out to be theology. I had never come across the word theology or knew what it meant. But I had learned zoology in geography class.I was sent to Saint Paul Unity Theological College in Limuru, Kenya. I spent four years there finishing my studies. Giffin Bible College in Doleib Hill in Malakal Sudan (now South Sudan) offered me a teaching position. There I met William Bill, the principal director, and his wife, Lois, his assistant.I taught for three years. Based on the merits of my behavior, teaching performance, and relationship with my students, they offered me a scholarship to the Interdenominational Theological Center in the United States of America.