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Timely Tales of Suspense by Renee Wetherill


  • Renee Wetherill is the hot new writer of suspense and terrorism. Writing with zest, you are surrounded in the moment and are not let go until the last page. Writing since she was nine her words have appeared in books and print across the country. Mission of Malice, her first novel, is beautifully written and filled with plot twists and turns, offering a story that seems ripped from today’s headlines. “…Her story is big…the dialogue rips along…exciting reading indeed.” - Kirkus Discovery Review

  • A 9/11 prayer

    Now I lay me down to sleep…one less terrorist this world doth keep…with all my heart I give my thanks…to those in uniform regardless of ranks…you serve our country and serve it well…with humble hearts your stories tell…so as I rest my weary eyes…while freedom rings our flag still flies…you gave your all…did what you [...]

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  • Thought for today

    The heroic man does not pose; he leaves that for the man who wishes to be thought heroic.                                                                                                        -  Elbert Hubbard -

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  • About the Mission Series

    Welcome to the Mission Series of suspense novels. I am committed to offer you the best in page turning thrillers. Mission of Malice goes viral in the first chapter and doesn’t leave the intrigue zone until the last page.  It is carefully crafted to keep you on the edge of your seat and your night [...]

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  • Series Books

     Mission of Malice is the first in the series, out now on Amazon.com, and we have for your reading pleasure Mission of Microbes coming out in Feburary of next year. This site will host book reviews, free bonus gifts and on our major launch days we will have prizes you can win.

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  • Excerpt from Mission of Malice

    …McCabe, standing six-four over the ditch, peered at the body, examining every inch of surrounding ground. With the exception of Les’s tracks, no visible sign or footprint marred the area. The man had been thrown from a vehicle.
    There was static… McCabe heard the dispatcher’s voice shouting over the airwaves, “Hernie’s picking up something…204.02 rads/hour… comtamination probable within your area…YOU GUYS ARE TICKING LIKE TIME BOMBS! EVAC NOW!”

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