Prologue Books imprint: 453 books

What makes a good girl go bad? How are cute young girls induced to pose for off-color photographs? Why does a pretty miss allow herself to be used for illicit pictures? To give you the answers, this outspoken novel probes the shocking excess of attractive Cherry Gordon - who started as a good...

Cynthia was just what Bill Masters wanted - at first. But her opulent charms proved a lot more accessible than her equally lush bank account, and after all she would be worth a hundred thousand dollars to him - dead. Besides, there was that pretty redhead, Sherry. And Donna, whom once he had loved...

One damn girl after another... Girls of every size, shape, and style - these were Slade Harper’s stock in trade. Like Cleo, still a child, whose bed and body he had won in a crap game. And glamorous Ruth Talley, with whom he conspired by day and perspired by night. And Marie, of the crippled...

Love Nest, Andrew Coburn’s gripping new thriller, is certain to gain the same critical acclaim. The murder of a young and alluring prostitute is at the core of this compelling story of small-town crime, corruption, and desire. In her brief stay in Andover, Massachusetts, her charm and beauty...

Peter Chambers is a private richard who has a real affinity for trouble. He hasn't any notion at all who polished off the nasty blonde with the round hole between her eyes—or the little man swinging by the neck from a bedroom window. Peter has strong incentives for finding out the answers—partly...

It started like most of Marian’s troubles, because of her betting the ponies - that consuming habit which she herself could hardly understand. Someone told her once that she wanted to lose. But Marian knew that was nonsense. She wanted to win, win, win! This time when Marian lost,...

How can a man’s own wife be mixed up in one tawdry scheme after another, right under her husband’s nose, and keep the secret? Ask me—I’m the husband. It was four years too late when I discovered Louisa was a woman who made her own rules. For everything, including what every discontented little housewife needs—a foolproof method for becoming a wealthy young widow.

It wasn’t at all like Hazel to go off without a word to Drake. But she did. He tried calling her at the motel, but they said she’d just checked out. No, no messages. Drake figured he’d better do a little checking on his own. Which is why he went to see Hazel’s business manager,...

Drake wasn’t expecting visitors … Which is why he was so wary when Hazel told him about the two strangers pulling into their drive. Drake watched as the two men got out of their car and walked toward them. They were Easterners; the cut of their business suits announced that. They...

Drake had the assignment. He was sent to steal confidential files of the Mafia that had been stashed somewhere in a bank vault on an island in the Bahamas. Drake got the files. He also got himself trapped into a deadly private war—with the Syndicate, the local police, and a gang of...

I was driving Hazel’s niece, Melissa, to the airport when it happened. The car right behind me in the parking lot stopped and two men burst out. Crouched low, they came at me in a rush. The next thing I knew I was hit in the face with a stream of acid spray. I fell backward into the car. And that’s...

Five strangers … Two million bucks … One lusty redhead … And no holds barred. Staying out of trouble might be relaxing for some guys. But too much peace and quite make me very nervous. Hazel—the luscious lady who keeps me busy and happy during long winter...

Meet Pete Karma, the man who broke jail and wound up neck-deep in a gangland bloodbath. Pete had a lot of hate stored up inside. He hadn’t committed the murder he’d been sent up for, and it didn’t take him long to figure out who’d framed him and how. After two and a half years in the slammer,...

The statue was knee-high, but it carried a fortune in gold and gems, plus centuries of fame in the art world. Everyone wanted it, and for some no price was too high—love, money, or murder … Then Killain barged in. The redhead made the first pitch, and she had Killain twanging like a hopped-up...