The Death Dealer

The Death Dealer is the name of my new book. At this point the book is written but I have to go through it and “tweak” it so to speak. I enjoyed writing it! If you read Cold Revenge you will recognize the characters in The Death Dealer. I have brought Darby Benson, Jack Morgan, Carly Simmons, Fin O’Riley and some others back for this second in the three book series.

I know that some of you are looking forward to Carly’s story, but this isn’t it. Carly’s story will be told in the third book, yet to be titled. (But I have it outlined!!)

Darby Benson stumbles upon a murdered woman. This is just the beginning, women are once again turning up dead, but not in the usual way. These murders smack of a cult, but is it and if so who’s behind it? Darby and Jack are back on the case, will they be able to stop this Death Dealer or will someone they love become his next victim?

This title will be available on Amazon early summer.


Cold Revenge Book Signing

So excited that my home town arts counsel has decided to sponsor me and my book. On December5, 2015 at the Dove Valley Winery from Noon to Four pm I will be there to sell and sign my book. There will be wine tasting and refreshments, then at three pm I will be giving a writer’s talk and taking questions from the audience.

I am a self published author so I will be answering questions about how to get started. Honestly I’m excited and just a bit nervous. Okay I’m more than a bit nervous. Wish me luck.

Shelly Wyatt – Author and Resident of Fear Cove

Fight the Darkness…

Murder as in Cold Revenge

Why do humans’ murder? There are so many reasons it’s hard to keep up. But I feel it’s a matter of the heart. Revenge is a big reason, maybe not the biggest – I think jealousy is the biggest.

Revenge can be served hot (right after the offending event) or cold (months even years later). It takes a great deal of self control to wait for months or years and not many people have that ability. In my book Cold Revenge the killer has waited years to extract his revenge. Sometimes revenge is best served cold…

Shelly Wyatt – Author and resident of Fear Cove and on Amazon

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New Book Coming Out


I have been working hard at finishing a book that I started over one year ago. As many of us do, I would pick it up and write like crazy and then I would stop for long periods of time. This is not productive, as you may also well know.

So recently I gave myself a challenge. That challenge ~ to finish the rough draft of the book I started. The title of the book is Revenge. It’s about a small town reporter that is handed the story of a lifetime. A serial killer has struck in her small town of Fear Cove and he wants her to write his story.

Will she get the last word written, or will she become a victim herself?

Due out on in January 2015

Writing the Story

Often I feel as if people that are not writers believe that a book or a story just happens. You, my fellow writers, know much better than that.

A good story never just happens, it takes planning, writing, research and oh did I mention writing? It seems that we are always writing, and re-writing. A necessary evil no doubt.

Today I have been working on my novel. It’s a mystery/thriller. I love the story, of course, I should right? But getting things just the way I want them is becoming a challenge.

Friends and family know that I am working on a book and they are always asking, “is it done yet?’ They should try to write an essay let alone a book. They mean well and I love them for it, but they don’t understand the blood, sweat and tears that go into the writing process.

The Stalker

The wind was howling just outside the door, and I was reluctant to open it. I heard the knock, but still I stood with my feet firmly planted. Should I open the door, I thought? It could be someone I don’t want to see, or it could be him.

Once again the knock came, and it was much more insistent this time. “Hello, who is it?” I called out. The silence on the other side was deafening, the only thing I could make out was the gusting wind. “I will not open the door if you don’t tell me who you are!”

Listening intently I could hear a scuffling sound, what in the world could that be? Still no one answered me. What should I do, I was home alone and was told to open the door for no one.

The knocking came once again, this time I mustered up her courage and looked out the window in the door to see who it was. I was shocked to see no one; there was no one out there. What was happening? I began to shake with fear. Someone was out there and they were trying to scare me, they must know that I am alone, I thought. Why would anyone do this to me?

My thoughts were racing like a raging wildfire as I ran around the house inspecting the window and doors making sure they were all secure. “This isn’t funny”, I called out. “Someone will be home very soon and you will get caught and go to jail, so if I were you I would go away now while you can.”

Silence, nothing but the wind outside I noticed that it had started to rain. I sat down on the couch and thought about turning on the television, and then I might not hear if someone was breaking in. so, I sat in silence and listened.

He stood outside in the darkness, with the wind swirling around him. The darkness suited him as he stood there brooding. She loved him and he knew it, why would she keep denying her feelings? He watched as she ran around the house checking the windows and doors, she shouldn’t be afraid, I love her, I would never hurt her. Yet, still he could see the fear in her eyes he tried to convince himself that the fear was not of him, but of being alone. You will not have to be alone much longer, love; we will be together very soon. Very soon…. He retreated into the darkness.

Please let me know what you think of this.