#Review - The Drowning Season by Debra Webb #Mystery #Suspense

Series: Standalone
Format: 315 pages, Paperback
Release Date: May 12, 2026
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Source: Publisher
Genre: Mystery, Suspense

Revised edition: Previously published as Anywhere She Runs, this edition of The Drowning Season includes editorial revisions.

To find two missing women, a detective must dive into the secrets of her past in a blood-freezing novel of suspense by USA Today bestselling author Debra Webb.

Detective Adeline Cooper swore she’d never return to Mississippi, where her corrupt family rules through fear and her career was upended by betrayal. But then she receives a photograph of a local woman who has gone missing, along with a cryptic, chilling message: Pretty, pretty princess. See her smile…see her die.

Soon after Adeline arrives in her hometown, a second woman is kidnapped, and there are disturbing connections between the two victims and the detective. Both women bear an eerie resemblance to Adeline and share her fear of water. A new message makes the kidnapper’s game terrifyingly clear: You’re next.

When past and present collide at the river’s edge, Adeline will finally understand why she’s been dreaming of drowning her whole life.

The Drowning Season by Debra Webb is a gripping Southern Gothic-tinged psychological thriller. It’s a revised and re-edited edition of her earlier novel Anywhere She Runs. Detective Adeline “Addi” Cooper has built a life far from her Mississippi hometown, a place she swore she’d never return to. Her powerful, corrupt family rules through fear and intimidation, and a devastating betrayal years earlier shattered her career and heart. 

But when she receives a chilling photo of a missing local woman—accompanied by the taunting message “Pretty, pretty princess. See her smile…see her die”—Addi is pulled back into the nightmare. Soon, a second woman vanishes. Both victims eerily resemble Addi (blond hair, blue eyes) and share her deep-seated fear of water. As the kidnapper’s messages escalate, Addi teams up with Wyatt Henderson, the local sheriff and her former love, to unravel the case. 

The investigation forces her to confront long-buried family secrets, generational trauma, and the reason she’s been plagued by dreams of drowning her entire life. The river that runs through the town becomes both a literal and symbolic force—beautiful, dangerous, and unforgiving. Webb excels at making the Mississippi river town feel like a character itself. The humid, swampy vibe, the looming family estates, and the constant presence of water create a claustrophobic, moody backdrop that amplifies the dread. 

The drowning motif is woven throughout masterfully—psychologically, thematically, and plot-wise. For the most part, Adeline is a flawed lead—tenacious, angry, guarded, and carrying heavy emotional baggage. Her personal stakes make the thriller intensely personal rather than just procedural. The book moves quickly with cryptic clues, escalating danger, and plenty of twists. The book explores betrayal (familial and romantic), the weight of the past, and the depravity hidden behind respectable facades. 

The “pretty princess” taunts add an eerie, personal creep factor. The rekindled relationship with Wyatt adds emotional layers and tension, but can feel secondary or distracting for readers who prefer pure thrillers without romance. If you enjoy thrillers where the protagonist’s return home unearths more than just a case—where the past literally tries to drown the present—this one will keep you up at night.

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#Review - Ironwood by Michael Connelly #Mystery #Suspense

Series: Catalina, # 2
Format: 336 pages, Hardcover
Release Date: May 19, 2026
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
Source: Publisher
Genre: Mystery, Suspense, Thriller

Sworn to protect a scenic island meant to be far from the evils of the mainland, Detective Sergeant Stilwell can feel danger closing in.

Detective Sergeant Stilwell knows that his posting on Catalina Island is no paradise, but to most residents, it seems blissfully separated—by twenty-two miles of ocean—from the troubles of Los Angeles County. But now a threat is coming to his safe haven.
 
Acting on a tip from a confidential informant, Stilwell and his deputies watch a plane land in the middle of the night at the Airport in the Sky, a remote airstrip in the mountains. A duffel bag of drugs is dropped, and the deputies move in, but things quickly go sideways. While Stilwell chases the fleeing pickup man into the mountainside brush, shots are fired on the runway, and the plane flies off.
 
An internal inquiry follows, putting Stilwell on the bench until he is cleared of responsibility for the disastrous operation. But he is determined to find out who brought deadly violence to his island, and he begins his own secret investigation into the drug deal gone wrong.
 
While under orders to remain at the sheriff’s substation, he finds a valuable backpack in the lost and found that was never claimed. He traces it to a woman who disappeared while hiking on the island four years ago. But then why was the pack only turned in two months back? Now thoroughly intrigued, he follows the mystery all the way to the LAPD’s Open-Unsolved Unit and Detective Renée Ballard.
 
Stilwell and Ballard work the case from both sides of the channel, and soon realize they are on the trail of a criminal who revels in taunting the authorities. Meanwhile, frustrated at being shut out of an investigation on his own island, Stilwell risks his already shaky standing in the department to pursue a case whose reach is wider than he ever imagined.

Ironwood is the second installment in author Michael Connelly's Catalina series featuring Detective Sergeant Stillwell, with a crossover appearance from Detective Renee Ballard. Detective Sergeant Stilwell (often called “Stil”) returns as the lead investigator on Catalina Island, a scenic but not-quite-paradise outpost 22 miles off the Los Angeles coast. Exiled there after past troubles on the mainland, Stilwell has embraced his role protecting the island’s residents and tourists. 

The book opens with a high-stakes night operation at the remote Airport in the Sky: a tip about a small plane leads to a botched drug bust. Shots ring out, one deputy is killed, another critically wounded, and the plane escapes, leaving behind a duffel of narcotics. Stilwell, diverted from chasing a suspect on an ATV, finds himself sidelined by an internal inquiry. Benched and ordered to handle mundane substation duties (including cleaning the lost-and-found), Stilwell discovers an unclaimed backpack belonging to Angela Metier, a hiker who vanished four years earlier. 

This cold case pulls him across the channel to LAPD’s Open-Unsolved Unit and the formidable Detective Renée Ballard. Their collaboration uncovers bones buried under an ironwood tree—symbolizing deep, unyielding roots that tie into the story’s themes of hidden corruption and steadfast justice. Stilwell is a compelling protagonist—principled, rule-bending when necessary, and deeply invested in his adopted community. His frustration at being sidelined feels authentic, and his interactions with Ballard (plus a brief Harry Bosch cameo) reward longtime Connelly fans without alienating newcomers. 

As expected from Connelly, the investigations feel realistic and layered. He balances high-stakes plotting with everyday policing details, building suspense through careful clue-dropping and procedural hurdles rather than cheap thrills. Connelly masterfully weaves multiple threads: the active drug-related shooting, the cold-case murder, smaller island incidents (graffiti, missing golf carts, vandalism), and mounting pressure from superiors who seem oddly protective of certain suspects. Stilwell’s dogged pursuit risks his career and life, culminating in an intense, sniper-filled climax that leaves room for future installments. 

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#Review - Finlay Donovan Crosses the Line by Elle Cosimano #Mystery #Cozy #Suspense

Series: Finley Donovan # 6
Format: Hardcover, 368 pages
Release Date: March 17, 2026
Publisher: Minotaur Books
Source: Library
Genre: Mystery, Suspense

Life hasn’t been easy for Finlay Donovan lately, but it just got a whole lot harder. Her nanny and partner-in-crime, Vero, has been extradited from Virginia to Maryland, where she’s facing criminal charges for a theft she swears she didn’t commit. A prisoner to an ankle bracelet as she awaits her trial, Vero is forced to live with her overbearing mother and nosy aunt. Threatening messages keep arriving on her mother’s door, demanding Vero “turn over the money... or else.” And if she doesn’t figure out who really stole her former sorority’s treasury funds, her next home might be a prison cell.

But proving her innocence might be an impossible feat. Vero was the treasurer of her sorority when the money went missing—one of the only people who had access to the cash. And her alibi is a date who ghosted her. With her court date quickly approaching and her mysterious stalker on her tail, Vero needs to clear her name fast.

Finlay decides a trip to Maryland is in order. After all, Vero stood by her through her darkest moments, and Finlay will be damned if she lets her best friend and children’s nanny be convicted for something she didn’t do. She sets off on a mission to suss out the real thief and bring Vero home.

Finlay Donovan Crosses the Line is the 6th installment in author Elle Cosimano's Finlay Donovan series. The author continues the chaotic, laugh-out-loud adventures of struggling romance novelist and accidental trouble magnet Finlay Donovan, alongside her ride-or-die nanny/best friend, Vero Ruiz. Life keeps throwing curveballs at Finlay, but this time the stakes hit close to home for her partner-in-crime, Vero. After events in the previous book, Vero faces extradition to Maryland on old theft charges related to her college sorority’s missing treasury funds. 

As the former treasurer with access to the cash, she looks guilty—especially with a ghosted alibi date and mounting threats demanding she “turn over the money… or else.” Stuck under house arrest with an ankle monitor, living with her overbearing mother, Norma, and nosy aunt, Vero’s future hangs in the balance. Loyal to a fault, Finlay drops everything (kids included, left with her hot cop boyfriend Nick) and heads to Maryland to prove Vero’s innocence. What follows is a whirlwind of breaking and entering, evading the law, sorority secrets, family drama, shady alibis, and the series’ signature hijinks, including the impossible love between Vero and Javier. 

The core mystery revolves around tracking down the real thief while navigating Vero’s complicated past and present relationships. The Finlay-Vero Dynamic: This remains the heart of the series and shines brightest here. Their friendship—loyal, snarky, and unbreakable—is pure gold. Seeing Finlay go all in for Vero (who has done the same countless times) adds emotional depth amid the chaos. Readers consistently praise this bond as one of the series’ defining joys. 

Cosimano excels at madcap scenarios. Expect laugh-out-loud moments involving the ankle monitor (which becomes a character in its own right), Vero’s family (Norma and Gloria are a hoot), quirky neighbors (the “Fantastic Four” seniors steal scenes), and escalating crimes—from B&Es to wilder escapades. Shifting focus to Maryland introduces fresh faces and deepens Vero’s backstory (family, sorority life, class/race elements). 

Supporting characters like Javi, Ramón, Cam, and others like Zoe add layers. Finlay’s evolving personal life (parenting, romance with Nick) gets breathing room, even if Nick’s role is lighter here. If you’ve enjoyed the earlier books, Finlay Donovan Crosses the Line is a must-read. It’s chaotic comfort food with heart—ideal for a weekend binge. Just don’t expect Finlay or Vero to learn any lessons about staying out of trouble. In fact, I dare say that after that ending, there's more trouble and hijinks ahead for Finlay and Vero. 

CHAPTER 1

I returned home later that afternoon with a minivan full of grocery bags, a twin-pack of pregnancy tests, two cranky, hungry kids, and a jumble of paranoid thoughts. I hadn’t been able to shake Dr. Wiley’s line of questioning, and by the time we’d arrived at the grocery store, I’d started wondering if she could be right.

I couldn’t have been more than a day or two late, but I’d been so frazzled in her office, maybe I’d miscalculated. I’d tossed the two-pack of home tests in my shopping cart just to be sure, assuring myself I’d count my pills the moment I got home.

Delia sat up in her booster to see out the window as I pulled into my driveway. “Javi’s here!” she said cheerfully when she spotted his white work van parked in front of our house.

I shoved the box of pregnancy tests deeper inside the grocery bag and checked the time. Vero had given her boyfriend her house key when she’d been arrested three weeks ago, along with firm instructions to help me and the children with whatever we needed while she was gone. But he’d been showing up more often since Vero’s extradition to Maryland, busying himself with minuscule repairs and minor home-improvement projects I hadn’t asked for and probably didn’t need. It had started to feel less like a favor to me and more like a grieving man doing everything in his power to keep the home fires burning, and I was beginning to worry about Javi’s state of mind.

The auto repair shop where he worked didn’t close for another few hours. The shop was owned by Vero’s cousin Ramón. Javi and Ramón had been best friends since grade school, and Ramón entrusted his business to Javi on the days when he made the long drive to Maryland to check on Vero and her mother. It wasn’t unusual on those days for Javi to come straight from work and busy himself with odd jobs, but the fact that he was here while the garage was supposed to be open didn’t sit right.

I looped all the grocery bags around one arm and followed the children into the house. I ordered Zach to go straight to the bathroom to wash the lollipop goo from his hands, while Delia made a beeline to the pantry.

“No cookies,” I said preemptively. “We’re having dinner in an hour.” I had no idea what that dinner would consist of yet, but almost every recipe I knew could be thrown together from five ingredients in sixty minutes or less.

I took the pregnancy tests out of the bag and hid them in the closest cupboard.

“Javi?” I called out. I listened for the sound of hammering or the clank of tools. A folding ladder was propped against the wall in the foyer along with a stack of air filters and a pack of nine-volt batteries. When he didn’t answer, I went upstairs to look for him.

A light was on in Vero’s bedroom. Javi was sitting at the foot of her bed, in front of her open closet, her photo album spread across his lap. I leaned against the doorframe, tipping my head to see the pictures. I recognized the childhood photos of Javi, Vero, and Ramón. The three of them had grown up together in the DC suburbs of Maryland. Vero’s and Ramón’s mothers were sisters, both divorced, and had moved in together when their children weren’t much older than my own. Javi had entered the picture not long after. He and Ramón had met in elementary school and became fast friends. Javi, who was as easy to love as he was neglected at home, had practically been adopted by Vero’s family.

He traced a photo of Vero lovingly with a grease-stained finger. Her smile was wide and rimmed in cake frosting. It had been taken after her high school commencement ceremony, and Javi’s and Ramón’s arms were draped over the shoulders of her graduation gown.

“You’re here awfully early. Everything okay at the shop?” I asked him.

Javi glanced up, startled, as if his mind had been someplace else and he was surprised to find himself in my house.

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat and returned the album to Vero’s closet. I had taken some of her clothes and toiletries to her mother’s house after her arrest, but her precious belongings had stayed behind in this room. Javi wasn’t the only one who selfishly wanted to hold on to them. “Ramón cut me loose early. Said I was too distracted to be any use. Thought I’d come over and check the air filters and change the battery in Vero’s smoke detector. Guess I got distracted doing that, too.”

I didn’t bother to point out that all his tools were downstairs. “Want to talk about it?” I sat on the edge of the bed beside him. He fidgeted with the purple plastic bat ring on his left fourth finger. As far as I could tell, he hadn’t taken it off since he and Vero had exchanged drunken vows during an impromptu wedding in an Atlantic City casino chapel two months earlier. The ceremony might not have been official, but I had little doubt he meant it when he said until death do us part.

“Not being able to see her is making me crazy,” he said, getting up to pace the room. “If I could just talk to her, I’d have a better grasp of how she’s handling all this. As it is, I have to rely on Ramón to tell me how he thinks she’s doing, like we’re in goddamn grade school.”

“You can’t just call her?” I knew Vero’s mother had refused to let him see her. Norma was still holding a grudge after he’d ghosted Vero the night before she’d left for college four years ago. Though Javi had had good reasons, and Vero understood them, Norma had never forgiven him for breaking her daughter’s heart. She had forbidden Javi from coming to visit, citing his own criminal record as her reason, convinced he was a bad influence on her daughter. But Vero and I were guilty of far worse things than Javi had ever done.

“She hasn’t picked up her phone or returned my calls all week. She’s not even reading her text messages. I don’t know what’s going on with her. I’m worried something’s wrong.”

I didn’t know what to tell him. The last time I’d spoken to Vero had been at least five days ago. If I confessed to Javi that I shared his concerns, it would only fuel his anxiety. I took the album from his hands to keep him from worrying a hole in it.

“Vero’s resilient, and she has Norma and her aunt Gloria watching over her. If something was wrong, I’m sure Ramón would know.”

He closed his fingers around his bat ring, looking defeated and tired when he nodded. “I should probably get Ramón’s van back to the shop. Thanks for the talk.”

When Javi left, I got up to return the album to the closet and found a handful of loose photos on the shelf. The fresh-faced girls in the images wore sweatshirts with Greek letters on the front. They stood arm in arm in front of a huge brick house, and there was Vero, grinning in the middle of them.

I understood why Vero kept these photos hidden under her album. I couldn’t blame her for not wanting to look at them, and it made me curious why she would bother saving them at all.

A little more than a year ago, she’d been preparing to graduate with honors. But when the university learned her sorority had been hosting organized gambling nights, Vero got stuck holding the bag—literally. When the police were called in to investigate, the sorority’s backpack of ill-gotten cash had gone missing from Vero’s room. The girls all believed Vero had stolen it, and charges were filed against her for larceny. Unable to prove her innocence, she’d dropped out of school and fled the state. That’s how she had come to live with me and the kids in Northern Virginia.

I thumbed through the photos. Could one of these girls have stolen the money? Was that the reason they’d been so quick to pin the crime on her?

I felt like I was looking at suspects in a lineup. Or characters in a story.

Delia burst into the room with Zach hot on her tail. “Mom! Zach stole my favorite Barbie, and he won’t tell me where he hid it!”

Zach collapsed in a tantrum, shouting that he was hungry and demanding cookies.

The photos pulled at me, a mystery begging to be solved. But there were two other dilemmas that required my immediate attention. I tucked the photos back on their shelf and closed the closet door. “Okay, kiddos. Let’s go find your Barbie and figure out what’s for dinner.”



CHAPTER 2

Just after nine o’clock that night, there was a soft knock on my front door. As much as I had been looking forward to seeing Nick, I wasn’t feeling ready for it. I had only just managed to get the kids to bed thirty minutes ago. My hands were still pruny from scrubbing burned cheese off the frying pan, the laundry I’d pulled from the dryer was in a pile on my sofa, the floor was a minefield of Barbie dolls and Matchbox cars, and the front of my holey sweatpants were drenched after Zach’s tantrum in the bathtub. I smelled like baby shampoo and kitchen smoke, and I probably looked like a house fire.

I threw my hair up in an elastic band on my way to answer the door. Nick came over most nights after work, and while he kept a toothbrush, a razor, and a stick of deodorant in my bathroom, he used the key hidden under my downspout only when I couldn’t manage to stay awake long enough to let him in.

I peeped through the window before unlocking the door. Nick smiled back at me, his brown eyes twinkling. A balmy breeze rippled his tie and ruffled the dark, thick waves of his hair.

“Hey,” he said over the chirping of crickets. The tiny frogs Zach loved to chase were singing, too, almost loud enough to drown out the low hum of the highway a few miles off and the planes flying over Dulles. Spring had sprung early in Virginia, bringing with it warmer temperatures and gentle thunderstorms, and my neighborhood in South Riding was ripe with the smells of daffodils, wet asphalt, and a hint of the trash bins left out for morning pickup.

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#Review - Cast in Blood: A Chronicles of Elantra Novel by Michelle Sagara

Series: Chronicles of Elantra # 19
Format: 512 pages, Paperback

Release Date: April 28, 2026
Publisher: Hanover Square Press
Source: Publisher
Genre: Epic Fantasy

The next breathtaking fantasy novel in Michelle Sagara's New York Times bestselling Chronicle of Elantra series, where Kaylin Neya must expose a growing magical threat that could tip the subtle balance of her world

DO NOT MEDDLE IN THE AFFAIRS OF BARRANI

Kaylin has been warned to steer clear of the lords of the Barrani High Court. She’d be more than happy to oblige, but it’s a bit difficult considering she lives with ten of them, all sent to the green to gain power or die. With Kaylin’s help, they finally escaped their imprisonment. But their attempts at freedom had devastating consequences—and a price that has yet to be paid.

The first warning sign is the Consort’s invitation to visit the High Halls—a Barrani invitation, which means an immediate visit.

The second sign is less subtle: Kaylin finds Nightshade’s unresponsive body. He hovers on the edge of death, beyond saving through Kaylin’s healing power. No one can explain his state, nor why she’s powerless to save him. And if she and her Barrani friends can’t figure out a way to bring him back, he’ll be lost forever.

Yet even as Kaylin struggles to keep Nightshade from death, there is deeper magic at play, a growing threat with the potential to affect the entire Barrani race. Factions are shifting, new lines are being drawn—and Nightshade’s near assassination is only the beginning. Can Kaylin uncover the nebulous forces that threaten the balance of Barrani—and their entire world—before it’s too late?

Cast in Blood is the 19th installment in author Michelle Sagara's Chronicles of Elantra series. The book opens with a classic Elantra warning: "DO NOT MEDDLE IN THE AFFAIRS OF BARRANI." Corporal Kaylin Neya, the mortal Chosen with unusual healing and True Word magic, would love to heed it. But she lives with ten Barrani from the cohort (the "lost children" who emerged from the Green), and her complicated ties to the Barrani High Court, the fiefs, and especially Lord Nightshade make avoidance impossible. 

When the Barrani Consort summons Kaylin to the High Halls, and she discovers Nightshade—fief lord, ancient Barrani, and the one who long ago Marked her as his Erenne—unresponsive and poisoned by a mysterious magical force (possibly tied to Shadow), the stakes skyrocket. Kaylin’s healing powers fail him for the first time, forcing her and her allies to confront deeper threats that could destabilize the entire Barrani race and ripple across their world. 

The story blends urgent personal stakes (saving Nightshade, exploring the Erenne mark’s true nature) with larger political and magical intrigue involving factions, the Lake, the Green, and ancient powers. It directly builds on threads from recent books (especially the last couple) while circling back to early-series elements like Nightshade’s relationship with Kaylin. The Barrani High Halls, the Green, True Names/Words, and Shadow elements expand meaningfully. 

Sagara’s magic system—rooted in words, names, and chosen responsibilities—remains inventive and thematically deep. Political maneuvering among near-immortals contrasts beautifully with Kaylin’s mortal perspective, highlighting themes of power, trauma, belonging, and choice. The beginning hooks quickly with action and mystery. The middle features Sagara’s signature long dialogues and explanations but they reward patience by clarifying complex lore.

The ending delivers emotional payoffs and forward momentum as well as adding another character to an already deep cast of characters. The story delivers emotional resonance, Barrani intrigue, Kaylin’s signature chaos-healing style, and meaningful progression on beloved plotlines as well as some curious questions about Corporal Severn's past and possible future, as well as questions about Yvonne, the Consort, the Regala, the Green, etc. 

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