Monica Arya

Every family has secrets—dark ones, twisted ones, ones they hide. The Ivory family is no different. From the outside of their gated estate, one would see a beautiful, wealthy family. But the more perfect they seem, it only shows how many imperfections they are trying to bury. When Demi Rao, a young woman is at her wits’ end and on the run from escaping her captor, she comes across an employment ad from the Ivory family, looking for someone to help maintain their elaborate estate. Although the ad is strange with meticulous directions to wear all-white, no makeup and speak quietly, Demi applies. With no choices, Demi gets and accepts the job and when she does, she quickly realizes she’s not there to clean, she’s there for a purpose. They picked her. They chose her. They’ve always known her. Behind the doors of the pristine estate lies secrets, a lethal human experiment and Demi’s entire life planned out for her. The Ivory’s have picked a favorite girl. And it might just be her. This novel is a dark thriller that has content that may be intense for some. Please check the author's website for warnings and/or message her if you have questions or concerns.

Our marriage started out as a scandal. He was my professor, and I was his student. But every scandal eventually fades. I just didn’t know our love would, too. We had it all—a lake house, two kids, and twenty years of marriage. Except, our marriage was no longer exciting. We scheduled intimacy, ate meals in silence, and became strangers. Our kids went off to college, and we were now empty-nesters, trying to reconnect. But my husband, a psychology professor and thriller novelist, had other plans. Perhaps writing a fictional novel had him living in a false reality? Perhaps he was having a mid-life crisis? He didn’t want to reconnect with me; he just wanted to replace me. Worst of all, the girl he was having an affair with was our son’s girlfriend. Betraying me was one thing, but betraying our son…? I had to make him pay. So, I hired my son’s girlfriend to lure my husband and to stay away from my son. But soon after, bodies began to turn up, the truth started to blur, and lies began to grow. My husband swore I was overreacting and nothing is as it seems, but I don’t believe him.