Gil Brewer: 40 books

Gil Brewer's psychological deconstruction of a dysfunctional suburban family when they are faced with crime. Contains rape and adult themes. [Originally published in 1957.]

Harley had had it up to there with his neighbor borrowing things. The lawn mower was the straw that broke the camel's back. A rare short story by Gil Brewer!

Classic mystery story by Gil Brewer. Shortly after going AWOL from the Navy, Al York find his wife completely changed: she has started drinking, he knows she's having an affair, she is clear that she doesn't really want to be with him any more. Jack pays a street thug, Bart Snyder to check up on Nina's supposed lover, Errol Trout. And that's where the trouble starts...

When Jim comes home early, he finds a man sneaking out the back door of his house. Of course, being the jealous type, he can't help but take his revenge, and in typical Gil Brewer style, things spiral out of control from there.

A classic mystery story by Gil Brewer.

What makes a stalker? And what happens when a perfectly respectable man becomes obsessed with the girl across the street? A noir crime story, orginally published in the April 1956 issue of MANHUNT magazine, as only Gil Brewer could tell it!

He moved through the town, harassing and assessing his prospects. He would be forced to kill this night. Because his urges couldn't be stopped. One of Gil Brewer's creepiest noir tales.

HER WEALTHY STEPFATHER WAS DYING – BUT NOT QUICKLY ENOUGH What beautiful 18-year-old would want to spend her life taking care of an invalid? Not Shirley Angela. But that’s the life she was trapped in – until she met Jack. Now Shirley and Jack have a plan to put the old man out...

WILD TO POSSESSLew Brookbank is running from his grief. His wife had left him for another man, and he had discovered them together--murdered. Drowning himself in gin, one night he stumbles across a parked car where a man and a woman are plotting the kidnapping and murder of the man's wife....

Flight to Darkness I murdered my brother with a sculptor's mallet. But it was only a dream. It was a dream I always had. I hated my brother. I was going home to see him now, get it out of my system, and then spend the rest of my life hunting Leda. She was my wife and she belonged to me. All...

Carmoody looked down again at the slack and awkwardly positioned nude body of the young girl lying on the kitchen floor of No. 5, Gulf-ways Motel. Nice figure, dusty black hair in sharp contrast against the white tile floor, dark blue eyes that were half-lidded and glaring in the lamplight. Her throat was cut. A noir mystery classic originally published in 1956!

Pulp fiction from a master of 1950s noir

Pulp fiction from a master of 1950s noir

Pulp fiction from a master of 1950s noir