Riley Sager Books

I used to think being tough meant being alone. When I was a stray, everything was about survival—keeping your belly half-full, your paws steady, and your heart locked away. People passed you by without seeing you, except the rare few like Julia who stopped long enough to care. When she and her famil...

From The Only One Left

The day the storm came started like any other. The sky was low, the air heavy, the humans rushing to secure what they loved most. Even the wild sanctuary animals sensed it, each nervous ripple passing among them like a whispered secret. I felt it in my bones before the first siren wailed. When the ...

From The Only One Left

When I retreated to my family’s lake house, I imagined quiet reprieve, a place untethered from the noise of scandal and grief. The cabin rested on the edge of Lake Greene, its dock weathered and its silence almost absolute. The lake itself was an old one, its waters deep and still, haunted by histor...

From The House Across the Lake

It happened suddenly—a splash, a cry, and panic cutting through the morning fog. Katherine was in the lake, struggling, her arms slicing the surface with desperate force. The instinct was reflexive. I dropped my bottle, dove into the cold, and reached for her. That rescue changed everything. When I ...

From The House Across the Lake