Kiss it Away (Bloodlines) [Paperback]

Sexually explicit, dark and twisted. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

Davis understands primal fears from the inside. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

Davis unveils her scariest hero yet. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

A not to be missed thriller by Scotland's queen of suspense. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

Dark, erotic and downright depraved. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

Nick is an angry young man with a steroid dependency. Filled with chemical rage, he arrives alone in Salisbury and rapes Ben, a stranger. Then, less than an hour later, he brutally murders a woman. But it is Ben, bloodied and partly dressed, who is witnessed near the murder scene. And it's his photofit which is flashed on TV. Ben can't bring himself to tell his girlfriend, Dawn, that he's been raped but he acts so strangely that she suspects that he's the killer. Now it's her turn to feel fear. As Nick's drug-fuelled fury rises, so does the body count. The police start to close in - but they're closing in on Ben...

Kiss It Away is a suspense novel about a killer who has fled to Salisbury. In real life the city mainly suffers from domestic violence and vandalism, but many years ago it had two unrelated murders in the one day.

As women continue to die, the police target the wrong man, Ben, who has to deal with both becoming a victim and the prospect of jail.

Both the male and female characters battle with life-changing events. Dawn increasingly withdraws from Ben in favour of her ex-husband Richard. Meanwhile Dawn's liberal friend, Angela, has to rethink her priorities. And art student Rachel seduces Richard then finds that sex doesn't solve everything...

I spent time in a police station Interview Room whilst researching the book and can now understand why innocent people plead guilty. I felt so claustrophobic that I would have signed anything just to get out of there, yet was agoraphobic throughout my childhood and teenage years. (This isn't a complaint about police brutality - you were a great help, guys, and ensured I got the detail exactly right!) The novel is also laced with black humour as a book which solely concentrated on a killer's psyche would be just too bleak.