As a New York cop, Eve Dallas is used to dealing with death. Harder to deal with is her best friend Mavis' nearly-to-term pregnancy, and Mavis' terror over the strange disappearance of another woman who is about to give birth. Now Eve is fighting on two fronts - hunting a ruthless killer, and searching the streets for a missing woman.

Revenge, courage and murky pasts collide in these two exclusive J. D. Robb short stories. Midnight in Death Eve's name has made a Christmas list, but it's not for being naughty or nice. It's for putting a serial killer behind bars. Now he's escaped and has her in his sights. With her husband, Roarke, at her side, Eve must stop this madman from exacting his bloody revenge - or die trying ...Set between Holiday in Death and Conspiracy in Death. Interlude in Death When respected Commander Skinner offers Lieutenant Eve Dallas a promotion if she'll give her husband Roarke up to custody, she reacts...

When the body of a young brunette is found in East Park River, Lieutenant Eve Dallas is catapulted back nine years to the case of 'The Groom', who placed a ring on the finger of each of his victims. Now, it would appear, The Groom has returned - but Eve is determined to catch him before he claims another life.

Technology may be different in 2060 New York, yet the city is still a place of many cultures and great divides. But, as ever, some murders receive more attention than others - especially those in which the victim is a prominent businessman. Lieutenant Eve Dallas investigates.

A priest is conducting the funeral service for a beloved member of his congregation, but when he lifts the chalice to his lips, he dies suddenly and horribly, poisoned by the blood of Christ. Who would want to murder a parish priest in such a way? And who could get access to the closely guarded communion wine?

When a naked, knife-wielding man who thinks he has killed someone crashes a glamorous ball she's attending, Lieutenant Eve Dallas is almost relieved. The clues point towards ritual murder, but Eve knows there is nothing supernatural about a deadly lust for power. Missing Aboard the Staten Island ferry, a tourist sees something she shouldn't have - soon no one can find her. But if she didn't jump, and she's not on board, where is she? Lieutenant Eve Dallas and her team know that all the answers lie in just what she was seen on that ferry.

Inside the paralysed shell, she struggled, she strained. She looked up into the eyes of her killer. Into the eyes of a friend. Why? Every cop gets angry when a police officer is killed. And Lieutenant Eve Dallas is no exception. Throwing every resource into solving Amarylis Coltraine's brutal murder, Eve encounters bitter opposition from Coltraine's fellow officers, who are desperate to take over the case. But when Eve receives a strange parcel containing Coltraine's badge and gun together with a note threatening the imminent arrival of her own ID, she knows the case has just got personal....

She was just an instrument. A weapon. He wanted it to be in that house, inside the house where the cop believed his little girl would always be safe. A phone call from up high interrupts Eve's plans to have a lazy day with her roguish husband Roarke: The teenage daughter of Captain Jonah McMasters, head of the NYPD drug squad, has been found raped and strangled. A terrifying video of Deena, bloody and beaten beyond recognition, suggests a link to a criminal in her father's past, but Eve is getting nowhere - until another murder, and another video, reveals the killer's deadly intent: merciless...

Murder did that. Took lives, crushed others. But why? Money. Jealousy. Revenge. Secrets. Passion. Whatever the answers, the method had been bold and complex. They were best friends, driven by a shared vision to rule the world of virtual reality games. Their newest invention, developed to transport the player into a fantastical virtual world, is about to be launched. But suddenly, Bart, the brains behind it all, is found brutally killed - defeated by his own game. Their close-knit group is torn apart. Who could have engineered such a devastating virtual death? Even Eve Dallas, New York City's...

It's playing more and more like it was for the thrill. Just for the rush. And if that's the way it is, he's already looking for the next thrill.' First it was a limo driver shot through the neck with a crossbow. Then it was a high-priced escort found stabbed through the heart with a bayonet. Random hits, thrill kills, and murderers with a taste for the finer things in life - and death - are making NYPSD Lieutenant Eve Dallas angry. And an angry Eve can be just as an efficient and dangerous predator as the killer. As time runs out on another innocent victim's life, Eve's investigation will...