It was only meant to be a story. But now someone is dead.

Every Monday, I meet my writing group in a warm, lively bar to drink a glass of wine or two and share our work. It’s the highlight of my week. I don’t go out much, otherwise.

For the last ten years, every time I’ve relaxed, the messages have started again. The black hearts. They’re a warning to remember, as if I could ever forget. Whoever sent them wants to hurt me. They’ve lost me jobs and boyfriends. Is it any wonder I like to hide in fiction?

But now, something even stranger is happening. My tires are slashed. A woman is run over outside my apartment. Both times, I find a black heart.

And both attacks are copied from the stories we shared on Monday night.

My story was about a murdered woman. Terrified, I check the papers every morning. And then it happens. Someone is found dead, and the details are identical to the ones I wrote. Am I going mad, or is someone in my group a killer?

And why are they targeting me? Do they know the truth that lies buried in all my work—the terrible secret I’ve tried so hard to hide?

I have to know…but it could cost me everything.

A psychological thriller! If you like Lisa Jewell, Ruth Ware, and The Wife Between Us, then you’ll love The Writer.