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(Psychological Thriller Series)

psycho thriller

(Playmates | Bedmates | Soulmates)

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A psychological thriller about a brother sister serial killing team--and their slow descent into amoral mayhem.

Follow the Wilde twins in a twisted tale of love and loyalty...

GENRE: Psychological Thriller

LENGTH: 3 novels

crime thriller
psych thriller
psychological thriller



As kids, Tania and Trevor's unsupervised play time offers a lifeline to sanity amidst the chaos of family dysfunction. When danger threatens Tania, Trevor isn't willing to stand by and watch his sister get hurt. The instinct for survival is only rivaled by the killer instincts the Wilde siblings encourage in each other. Instincts that turn into a deadly game igniting their first taste for blood.


As teenagers, the siblings pursue random hookup romances in an effort to distract themselves from two things: their propensity for murder, and the burgeoning sexual tension between them. What begins as harmless flirtation soon turns into jealousy and ruthless competition in a wild game of sibling rivalry, as Tania and Trevor seek to prove their undying love and loyalty to each other.


As young adults, Tania and Trevor attempt a fresh start in terms of paying their debts to society. When the siblings both find themselves in unfulfilling marriages, they become increasingly drawn to each other for comfort and solace. The profound evil from their past is back to haunt them with a chilling reminder: You can get away with this, again...

Can Tania and Trevor trust each other with fighting their inner demons, or will they embrace their dark side to the bittersweet end?


Playmates | Bedmates | Soulmates

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rf award

-- Readers' Favorite: 5 Stars (for Playmates; 2014)

"Rate this thriller high octane from the opening chapters and beyond!"
-- Clayton Bye, editor of The Speed of Dark anthology

"Tapping into a deeply dark and emotional subject matter, The Wilde Twins promises to develop into a spine tingling journey to unveil the human darkness within us all. Right from the start you know this tale is going to disturb you to your very core, so read on if you think you can handle it."
-- K.C. Finn, author of The Atomic Circus

"A chilling portrayal of two young siblings from a broken home who embark on a journey of bloodlust. Scott captures the pathos, the inner turmoil, and the cold logic of surviving childhood in a world without tenderness--with only the smell of cheap wine on its breath."
-- Charles Austin Muir, contributing author to horror anthologies
"Hell Comes to Hollywood" (Stoker-nominated) and
"Dark Visions" (Grey Matter Press)

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"Billy (Age 4)" and The Kids

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EXCERPT (Book #1, Playmates):

"All things truly wicked start from innocence."
~ Ernest Hemingway

[Chapter 3: Trevor]

They must have thought us dumb or deaf, but Tania and I heard their hushed voices about how Viktor AKA Dad was often "very rough" with Mom when they were "doing it," till Mom was considering a "vajayjay reconstruction." Mom said something about being "his slave" too.

"Oh, Angela," Barbara said in a tone that said she knew just what Mom was talking about.

Mom always said "doing it." Susan's phrase was "when Jim and I…you know." Barbara's phrase was simply "when we."

"When we...what?" Tania would silently mouth to me every time we heard that phrase.

Tania and I used to play a game where we'd try to figure out what "it" meant. Going to the store? Watching a certain TV show? Checking out a new car? The possibilities were endless.

We somehow knew what "it" was after viewing mom "joining to" That Man in her room that day.

And that for some reason, it was not to be mentioned or talked about, or Tania would probably be smacked across the face before we'd both be turned into Mom's Slaves to do chores like scrubbing the sinks, toilet bowls and kitchen counters until they shone.

"Hey," Tania whispered. We were playing a Call of Duty video game while Barbara was fretting about her fourteen year old girl being "maybe pregnant when she…"


"Why does Momma only talk about Dad when he's not around?"

I shrugged. Tania liked to ask me questions that I didn't know the answer to. This told me she probably was very smart to even think of such questions in the first place.

"Do you prefer Mom or Dad?" Tania asked, twirling some of her hair in her fingers.

"Dad," I answered without skipping a beat.

"Me too."

So we both felt the same, even though Dad was "very rough."

That Man with the cowboy hat had been very rough with Mom too.

That's where I first learned what being A Man was all about.


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