Books with title Evil Within

Previously published as Becky, this is the heartbreaking story behind the murder of 16-year-old Bristol schoolgirl Becky Watts, a crime that shocked the nation and tore a family in two.A vulnerable and shy girl, Becky Watts was brutally murdered and dismembered by her own step-brother on 19 February 2015. As her father Darren discovered the horrific details of what happened to his darling girl, his world fell apart.Writing about the darkest hours, Darren uncovers what Becky’s relationship with her step-brother Nathan, a child he had raised as his own son, was really like. He recalls the devastation of discovering the truth about the depravity with which Becky was torn from him in the safety of her own home. And he recounts the torment of the legal battle to see his step-son sentenced to life behind bars.Both heartfelt and haunting, searingly honest and unflinching, this is the ultimate story of a family tragedy.

There was a sound of ringing. Lisa opened her eyes. She stared at her white ceiling. There was an oblong light bulb in the middle of the ceiling. The light bulb was switched off. Still, her bedroom was being illuminated by something.Lisa was lying on her soft bed. Lifting her head off her soft pillow, she sat up to reach for her little alarm clock.Her alarm clock was round and red. It had a white face, black numerals, and a silver handle. Lisa picked up the alarm clock by its cold, metal handle from her white bedside table. She sat on the edge of her bed and held the clock in her hand as she pushed the switch on its back with her thumb to stop its ringing. The absolute silence of her home was instantly restored. She admired the pink rose in the vase on her bedside table. There was a gold-colored badge and a gun next to the vase. The gun was black. The air smelled of the flower scent of her lotion and the air-conditioned house felt cool...

There was a sound of ringing. Lisa opened her eyes. She stared at her white ceiling. There was an oblong light bulb in the middle of the ceiling. The light bulb was switched off. Still, her bedroom was being illuminated by something. Lisa was lying on her soft bed. Lifting her head off her soft pillow, she sat up to reach for her little alarm clock. Her alarm clock was round and red. It had a white face, black numerals, and a silver handle. Lisa picked up the alarm clock by its cold, metal handle from her white bedside table. She sat on the edge of her bed and held the clock in her hand as she pushed the switch on its back with her thumb to stop its ringing. The absolute silence of her home was instantly restored. She admired the pink rose in the vase on her bedside table. There was a gold-colored badge and a gun next to the vase. The gun was black. The air smelled of the flower scent of her lotion and the air-conditioned house felt cool...