Sandra Brown had me from page three of Blood Moon — rugged detective John Bowie (pronounced Booie, which sadly rhymes with “phooey”) walks into a Louisiana dive bar and spots TV reporter Beth, and you just know sparks — and danger — are coming. Their hunt for a blood-moon-obsessed serial killer is fast, twisty, and filled with enough tension to keep you flipping pages way past your bedtime. Add in a surly teenage daughter who makes questionable life choices, and you’ve got the perfect recipe for suspense, romance, and just a dash of melodrama. I’ll never look at a blood moon the same way again.
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