The Beach Party: A completely gripping psychological thriller with a jaw-dropping twist - Amy Sheppard - Amy Sheppard

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We were all at the party.
I didn\'t put it down once I picked it up.\' Goodreads reviewer, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ \'Wha.
Suspenseful, thrilling, twists, turns.
The setting is a quaint small town, that feels quite picturesque.
The twists as they played out were extremely well done too.\' Celebrating Authors, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ \'WOW! A phenomenal read...
I read this one in record time and highly recommend.
The pacing was perfect and the narrative intriguing, making it near impossible to put down.
This is a cracking novel which was well crafted and full of suspense, I loved it.\' Goodreads reviewer, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
This book was excellent! It had me riveted from page one.
This book will reel you in instantly!\' Rubie Reads, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ \'There were so many twists and turns in the story that lead to a really surprising and shocking ending.
Had my heart pounding! The best thriller I\'ve read this year.
Full of mystery, tension and suspense.
What everyone is saying about The Beach Party: \'The kind of book that keeps you hooked and guessing till very end...
Perfect for anyone who adored The Holiday, The Guest List or Gone Girl.
Who would have thought our Beach party could end the way it did? Close friends gathered on the last night of a long hot summer - which one of us could have killed the girl everybody loved? An absolutely gripping psychological thriller with an ending you will NEVER see coming! Strap in for a twisty rollercoaster ride that will keep you turning pages all night long.
The next morning, her body is found in the sand dunes, a heart-shaped locket missing from around her neck.
But Lacey never makes it home.
When the fire burns out, we stumble away from the beach, along the cliff path - faces burned by the wind, hearts full of secrets.
Sad and full of rage, after an argument forced the man I love to leave the party early.
And me.
Her little sister, always in Lacey\'s shadow, sifting fine soft sand through her fingers, never taking her eyes off Lacey.
Her adoring boyfriend, who holds onto her, perhaps a little too tightly.
Everyone who is close to Lacey sits by the smoky fire.
She dances in the dunes, her long golden hair damp from her late-night swim, her smile dazzling, her blue eyes closed.
Which of us wanted her dead? As the smoke from the bonfire spirals into the night sky and the cool drinks slip down our throats, none of us can take our eyes off Lacey.
We were all at the party