When a downtown bar erupts in sudden violence that leaves eighty people dead, Lieutenant Eve Dallas discovers that the bar's patrons were exposed to a lethal cocktail of chemicals and illegal drugs that a sinister killer administered through an airborne method.

She calls herself Lady Justice, like an avenging superhero. Her disguises vary—a tall blonde or a curvaceous redhead, whatever it takes to lure the men she targets, men who have done women wrong. Once they are in her grasp, they are powerless. The first victim is wealthy businessman Nigel McEnroy. By day he runs a successful headhunting firm, but when his wife is away, he engages in another kind of hunt. His company's human resources department...

"The #1 New York Times bestselling author presents a gripping new thriller that pits homicide detective Eve Dallas against a conspiracy of exploitation and evil..."-- New York, 2061: The place called the Pleasure Academy is a living nightmare where abducted girls are trapped, trained for a life of abject service while their souls are slowly but surely destroyed. Dorian, a thirteen-year-old runaway who’d been imprisoned there, might never have made...

"Eve Dallas is one tough cop. She can deal with a holiday reveler in a red suit who plunges thirty-seven stories and gives new meaning to the term "sidewalk Santa." She can take on purse snatchers, drug dealers, and worse. But when Trudy Lombard - a seemingly ordinary middle-aged lady - shows up at the station, it's all Eve can do to hold it together. Instantly, she is plunged back to the days when she was a vulnerable traumatized young girl - and...

Amaryllis Coltraine has recently transferred to the New York City police force from Atlanta when she's killed with her own weapon. Eve starts questioning everyone while her husband, Roarke, digs into computer data on Coltraine's life back in Atlanta. To their shock, they discover a connection between this case and their own painful, shadowy pasts. the truth will need to be uncovered one layer at a time, starting with the box sent to Eve containing...

"Conducting a top secret investigation into the death of a fellow police officer has Lieutenant Eve Dallas treading on dangerous ground. She must put professional ethics before personal loyalties. But when a dead body is placed outside her home, Eve takes the warning personally. With her husband, Roarke, watching her every move, Eve is drawn into the most dangerous case of her career."--Container.

Technology may be different in 2060 New York, yet the city is still a place of great divides. As ever, some murders recieve more attention than others, especially when the victim is a prominent businessman, found tied to his bed and strangled with cords of black velvet. While people in the city are talking about it, those close to Thomas Anders aren't so eager to do the same. Evidence suggests that the victim didn't struggle and that the killer was...

They died with smiles on their faces. Three apparent suicides: a brilliant engineer, an infamous lawyer, and a controversial politician. Three strangers with nothing in common -- and no obvious reasons for killing themselves. Police lieutenant Eve Dallas found the deaths suspicious. And her instincts paid off when autopsies revealed small burns on the brains of the victims. Was it a genetic abnormality or a high-tech method of murder? Eve's investigation...

Eternity in death : When club-hopping bad girl Tiara Kent is found dead in her Manhattan apartment, police lieutenant Eve Dallas discovers the killing has all the earmarks of a vampire attack -- Ritual in death : When a high-society party is crashed by a naked, knife-wielding, blood-covered man who "thinks" he might have killed someone, Eve Dallas must track down the crime, and the criminals. Everything points to Satanic ritual -- Missing in death...

"A new novel in the #1 New York Times bestselling series: Lt. Eve Dallas must separate rumors from reality when a woman who traffics in other people's secrets is silenced. The chic Manhattan nightspot Du Vin is not the kind of place Eve Dallas would usually patronize, and it's not the kind of bar where a lot of blood gets spilled. But that's exactly what happens one cold February evening. The mortally wounded woman is Larinda Mars, a self-described...