From master of suspense Jo Gibson comes two chilling novels of irrational fear--two living nightmares with no hope, no mercy, and no end in sight. . .
Dance Of Death
They were the most gorgeous shoes Donna Burke had ever seen. An exquisite pair of scarlet high heels. And allegedly cursed. According to the old shopkeeper, the shoes endowed their wearers with incredible talent--and horrible misfortune. But that doesn't stop Donna's friends from buying them. One by one, the girls are drawn to the shoes. One by one, the girls suffer grisly fates. And learn a sinister, final truth: One size kills all.
The Dead Girl
Julie Forrester is a dead ringer for her cousin Vicki. They could pass for twins--except for the fact that Vicki isn't alive anymore. Now, when Julie goes to stay with her aunt and uncle in Colorado, everyone keeps mistaking her for her cousin. Late at night, she even dreams about Vicki. Reaching out from the grave. Trying to come back. With each passing day, Julie fears she's becoming someone else. Someone sick. Someone deranged. Someone dead.
From master of suspense Jo Gibson comes two chilling novels of irrational fear--two living nightmares with no hope, no mercy, and no end in sight. . .
Dance Of Death
They were the most gorgeous shoes Donna Burke had ever seen. An exquisite pair of scarlet high heels. And allegedly cursed. According to the old shopkeeper, the shoes endowed their wearers with incredible talent--and horrible misfortune. But that doesn't stop Donna's friends from buying them. One by one, the girls are drawn to the shoes. One by one, the girls suffer grisly fates. And learn a sinister, final truth: One size kills all.
The Dead Girl
Julie Forrester is a dead ringer for her cousin Vicki. They could pass for twins--except for the fact that Vicki isn't alive anymore. Now, when Julie goes to stay with her aunt and uncle in Colorado, everyone keeps mistaking her for her cousin. Late at night, she even dreams about Vicki. Reaching out from the grave. Trying to come back. With each passing day, Julie fears she's becoming someone else. Someone sick. Someone deranged. Someone dead.