Showing posts with label suspense. Show all posts
Showing posts with label suspense. Show all posts

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Release Event: DeLuca Family by Susan Rae



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DeLuca Family Collection
A Suspenseful Romance Collection
Coming December 12th 2014
from Musa Publishing


Synopsis
Love makes your heart race, but passion can kill.
Three strong, captivating women.
Three intense, driven men.
One family devoted to justice.
Come journey with the DeLuca Family from the tumultuous streets of Chicago to the majestic
peaks of Glacier National Park in these three intriguing full-length novels loaded with passion,
suspense…and danger.


What the critics are saying about Susan Rae’s books
Heartbeats: “A terrific tale of romantic intrigue, with characters who are intelligent, skilled
professionals and to whom we can easily relate.”—Marilyn Weigel, RTM


Excerpt :
Heartbeats 
She knew it was crazy that her hands should tremble on this occasion, considering she could thread a
catheter to the heart as precisely and steadily now as the best in her field, but Dr. Elizabeth Iverson never felt
comfortable in the limelight.
“I know many of you share my story in one way or another,” Elizabeth said, her gaze moving from table
to table, guest to guest, as she scanned the seven hundred or so university alumni seated in the Grand Ballroom
of Chicago’s Palmer House Hilton, “or know someone who has benefited from the fund.
I grew up on a farm about forty-five miles northwest of here. When I was little girl, I always dreamed of
becoming a doctor. My Barbie dolls didn’t wear clothes; they wore bandages and tourniquets, and I was always
pretending to try the latest medical procedure on some poor, unsuspecting farm animal — with some very
interesting results, as you can imagine.” Now well into her speech, she raised a playful eyebrow and was
rewarded with mild laughter.
“Back then, though, college seemed financially out of the question. That’s why what we’re doing here
tonight is so important. We’re helping to fuel dreams. For me, it’s not about the glamour of being a doctor. As a
cardiologist, it’s about looking into a patient’s eyes and seeing that spark of hope shine back when she’s just
learned she has another lease on life. To me, that’s priceless.”
Her attention moved to the guests at the back of the room. “With our silent auction tonight, we’ll help
more students turn their dreams into realities. With the money you’ll so generously donate, I know — ”
Elizabeth’s lips froze in mid-sentence. Her words caught in her throat as her heart did a major flip-flop.
She recognized him instantly. There was no mistaking the identity of the man who stood in the entrance to the
ballroom, nametag in hand, as if he had just arrived. She stood, motionless, staring, unaware of the murmurs of
uneasiness arising from the gathering. She watched, mesmerized, as his lips curved into that slow, Mona Lisa
smile of his and his chin lifted in acknowledgment of her awareness of him. Although quite a distance away,
Elizabeth could easily make out the slight cleft in his chin, the sexy, firm line of his jaw — and those deep-set
eyes, which she knew were the most amazing shade of midnight blue.
“Dr. Iverson, are you all right?” the alumni president asked at her side. Suddenly the awkward coughing of the guests, the clinking of glasses, the shuffling of chairs reached
her senses. Embarrassed and frustrated by her reaction to him, she broke contact with those eyes and grabbed
for her water glass as if reaching for a lifeline. When she looked up again, he was gone. The twinge of
disappointment she felt at that surprised her, but she forced it to the back of her mind as she turned her attention
once more to the gathering.
“I’m sorry, where was I? Yes, the dreams…”

ICE blue: “With her well-developed characters, Susan keeps you glued to the pages.” —Susan
Peck, My Cozie Corner

“…this romance, thriller was something that took hold of your heart as you read.” — Beth
Cutwright, Beth Art From The Heart

TRUE blue: “The writing was terrific and the plot was intriguing and suspenseful. Rae
masterfully deceives the reader into thinking that she knows who-dunnit but the reader will be
deliciously surprised at the end.” —Cindi, Mammasez



AUTHOR 

Susan grew up in the suburbs of Chicago and received her Bachelor of Arts Degree from
Columbia College, Missouri with an emphasis in creative writing.She penned her first
melodrama in fifth grade for a Girl Scout Drama badge. Complete with hero, heroine, and
dastardly villain, it wasn’t so very different, really, than the romantic suspense she writes now. 
“I love writing romantic suspense because it allows me to combine a sexy, passionate love story
with a gritty suspense tale—in my opinion, the best of both worlds.It also allows me to express
my appreciation for the outdoors in the setting that I recreate on the page.”
When she is not sketching characters, you might find Susan on the golf course working on her
handicap, or traveling around the country seeking out new settings for her novels with her
husband and empty nest puppies, Ginger and Nikute. To read more about Susan’s novels and
the writing life, please visit her website/blog at http://www.susanrae.com


Monday, December 1, 2014

New Release: Chasing Jenna by Micki Fredricks

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Title: Chasing Jenna
Author: Micki Fredricks
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 27, 2014

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Synopsis
Twenty year old Jenna Clausen has one chance to change her life… and she's going to take it.
Leaving the darkness of her life two hundred miles behind her, Jenna arrives at the one place that could save her…college. Pushing her fears aside while gathering all of her courage, she steps out into her new life, and right into the sights of Cale Davis. Cale is part of the most elite house on campus simply called, The Brotherhood. It’s an exclusive house with one rule for membership, either you are born into The Brotherhood or you’re not. Cale makes it a priority to get what he wants…and he wants Jenna. He sets a plan into motion to make Jenna his. There is however, one flaw to Cale’s plan, Ryan Kitson. Also a fellow Brother in the House, he is a Cale-approved study partner for Jenna. But when her feelings for Ryan start to grow, Jenna has another decision to make….one she couldn't possibly have understood the dangers of. She suddenly finds herself engulfed by a lifestyle so dark and twisted she can’t find a way out. On the run and unsure who to trust, she spirals deeper and deeper into her nightmare. Jenna struggles to put all the pieces together until it finally becomes clear… The decision she made to save her life, might actually be the one that ends it. **This book is a Romantic Suspense for mature audiences, 18+ due to dark topics with references to both sexual and violent situations.*
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Excerpt
The empty notebook page stared back at me, making my restlessness worse. I chewed on my pen, another nervous habit of mine, as the instructor blabbed on about study guides and scheduled quizzes. This morning had gone so far off track, I wasn’t sure how to recover. I shifted casually in my seat, acting like I couldn’t get comfortable. Honestly, it was to sneak looks at Ryan. Leaned back into his seat, one arm draped over the back of his chair and the other resting on his leg, his bad boy demeanor on full display. He was so confident in himself, so comfortable in his own skin. I sighed quietly and shifted in my seat again, glancing over at him. He looked like the perfect student, until I noticed a smirk forming. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and nipped at the side of it with his teeth. Without looking at me, he reached into his bag and held out a piece of paper. It was his schedule. Keeping his eyes down, he leaned into me and whispered, “Why don’t you look to see if we have any other classes together? You’re making me self-conscious with all that staring.” A small gasp slipped from my lips and it felt like the floor dropped out of the room. Not only had I been caught, but he called me out. Somehow this morning just got worse. I reached for the paper but he grabbed my hand. Amusement flared in his blue eyes as he pulled me toward him. He was enjoying my embarrassment a little too much. “And please, a favor? Stop twirling that pen around in your mouth like that. Unless you have an evil plan to make me, and every other guy in here, fail this class miserably.” My shoulders slumped as I tried to fight back the humiliation that rolled through me. I looked away immediately and hid my face behind his schedule. He chuckled as he leaned back into his chair, the sound of it warmed my heart.  
About The Author
Micki
If they’d known about ADHD when I was little, my Ritalin dosage would’ve been OFF THE CHARTS!! It goes without saying; I spent A LOT of time by myself after the teacher moved my desk out into the hallway. ** Silver lining** With all that alone time on my hands, I used my imagination to make the world interesting. When I was little, people said I had an "active imagination". In elementary school, teachers called me a "daydreamer". My high school counselor said I needed to “learn how to focus" and my college professors warned me to "buckle down". Before I knew it, it was time to “grow up”. So that’s what I did. I grew up, got married and had five kids. I work as a full time nurse, active in my church, part of the most amazing book club, blog about books with my best friend and cart small humans to school, football, theater, dance ect. Oh yeah...and write a bit when I can and now people say I’m "talented". Moral of my story: Hug your kids, embrace their differences… love them for who they are. Someday, the traits you think are struggles now…Might be what makes them the happiest! Micki lives in small town Iowa with her husband, kids and a fat Cocker Spaniel named Joey. She is the author of Winds of Darkness, released in February of 2013 and Chasing Jenna, to be released Thanksgiving Day, 2014.  
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Thursday, November 20, 2014

Spotlight: Conceiving Evil by Jenna Fox


Conceiving Evil
Jenna Fox

Genre: Dark erotica/horror/suspense
contains a light BDSM theme

Publisher: Dark Hollows Press

Date of Publication: October 16, 2014

Word Count: 10,577

Cover Artist: 3 Rusted Spoons

Book Description:  

Like everyone else after the economic crash, Abby Torrance was struggling financially.  But then Dorian Lincoln, a political and business icon, sweeps her off her feet and into a life of promise. He’s a man who has enough power to change the world for the better, a man who can give hope to the masses, a man who can give Abby a baby.

But the road to Hell is paved with good intentions and Abby is having strange dreams that seem both a warning and a prophecy.

How can she give the evil undertones of her dreams any notice when she’s busy focusing on conceiving?

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Excerpt:
Dammit to hell. I can’t even enjoy a movie.
The nighttime air bit at my skin as thoughts of him chomped at my brain. He’d polluted me like a poison that spread throughout my mind and body, seizing every thought, leaving no rest. I loved horror movies and yet I couldn’t recall a single scene. Jimmie kept glancing at me, concern etching his face all the way through the ninety-minute show.
Soon Jimmie and I walked out of the theater, my hand resting in the crook of his elbow. Bitterness raged inside, heating my face against the breeze when I saw the limo roll toward us. He found me like he always said he would, but three fucking hours late.
I knew I wasn’t Dorian’s top priority, and I’d made some progress at keeping my jealousy under control, but no woman wanted to be shoved to the side every time it was convenient for a man. I tightened my grip on Jimmie’s sleeve and pulled him along just as the driver stepped into our path. I gave the chauffeur a shotgun-glare as he motioned me to the car. “Miss Torrance, Mr. Lincoln is waiting.”
My heart skipped ten beats, I couldn’t tear my eyes away when the dark window lowered and Dorian tousled his ebony hair with his fingers. He wasn’t in his usual attire, a business suit. Tonight he presented himself in casual wear. His sharp, handsome features were expressionless.
I closed my eyes, digging deep for the strength to tell him to get lost for standing me up, but I knew the words would never make it past my lips. I was a fool to entertain the thought. One look from those black eyes sifted me like wheat. Dorian practically owned me. That man was my tempter and my savior wrapped into one.
I met him at the lowest point of my life, after my mother died of cancer. The three jobs I was working to keep my head above water and pay off her medical bills were about to do me in physically. While I was waiting tables at the country club, Dorian swooped in from out of nowhere and rescued me like an injured bird. His amazing sixth sense alerted him that life was too much for me, and he offered me a strong shoulder to cry on. The floodgates opened and I unloaded my personal problems. Dorian Lincoln promised those problems would disappear with a simple acceptance of his proposition: give him power over my body, something Bianca wouldn’t allow.
Lifting my palm to Jimmie’s cheek, I smiled. “Thanks for the movie. I’ll call you next week.”
“He’s a prick. You deserve better, Abby!” Jimmie yelled, as I eased myself inside the limo.
Dorian opened a small refrigerator under the seat, his hands cupping the base of a champagne glass. “You’ve wasted no time finding another way of entertaining yourself this evening.”
“You wasted no time in standing me up,” I scoffed.
When I left his office that afternoon, Dorian said he wanted me for some ‘quality time.’ Eight-thirty rolled around before I realized he was a no-show. The food got cold and eventually the long stemmed candles I lit for dinner burned out, along with my patience.
“Meetings...clients,” he said.
Top secret meetings and clients were always the excuse. The coldness in his voice was a sword to my heart, a reminder of my temporary ranking in his life. I held on tight to his promise of our relationship becoming more when the time was right.
His stony expression broke into a devious grin. “You look beautiful in that dress and your enthusiasm is charming. But watching you masturbate will reimburse me, Miss Torrance.”
My stomach dropped and quivered as I pressed my thighs together. He was going to punish me.
I tugged at the straps of the red shoes he’d bought me, eyeing him as he sipped from the flute and moved his gaze toward the window. Overtaken by the need to be the object of his fascination, I almost begged him to turn those onyx eyes back on me. His attention was the only thing that kept me from going under.
“Dorian, please I-”
My words were cut off with the sharp turn of his head. Relief came in a warm caress, but suspicion moved in with a lift of his brow. The small amount of light coming through the tinted windows deepened the masculine angles of his face, lending them a sternness that echoed in his voice.
“No other men. I thought I was quite clear about that when we discussed the terms of our agreement, three months ago.”
“Jimmie is just a friend.”
“Jimmie is a man. A distraction.”
“A distraction from being pissed. I don’t like being stood up.”
I sounded so offended, but I had no right. Closing my eyes I regrouped, reminding myself that I freely agreed to make myself available to him. Dorian kept up his end of the arrangement. He took care of me, changed my life for the better. My phone stopped ringing from creditors, he gave me a great job at his company, and I had food on the table in a fabulous apartment. He seemed to know my every need before I voiced them. I could push aside my hostility and take his punishment and occasional negligence.
“You are mine, all mine.” he announced.
His words, saturated with power and ownership, sustained my hungry heart. I could hold out as long as it took, accepting the way things had to be until Bianca was more emotionally stable, and Dorian could ask her for a divorce. I had waited longer on losers, lazy assholes who wouldn’t work in a pie factory. This time I had struck gold.
Reaching over, I grabbed the seat when Dorian impatiently knocked on the divider and the limo picked up speed.
















About the Author:

Jenna Fox is a civilized hillbilly, mother, author and wife residing in Eastern Tennessee. She enjoys reading and jotting down poetry in her spare time.  Besides juggling a busy family life, Fox reviews and critiques for other authors and crafts her own dark erotic tales. Stories always feature a mysterious alpha male with unexpected twists to shock the reader. She believes in HFN and HEA endings, although not always in a romantic or conventional way.
Her work is born from real life experiences, an overactive imagination and a consuming caffeine addiction.  Sometimes she finds herself writing sex scenes on fast food napkins and store receipts while waiting in traffic, but she’s always guilty of keeping her mind in the gutter.  Fox is a listener of hard rock music and a watcher of classic slasher films. In short, she’s a writer, a storyteller, able to make a boo-boo all better with just one kiss and a proud, world class expert at screwing up recipes and scaring away closet monsters.  She believes in ghosts and God and is absolutely convinced chocolate soothes the savage beast.

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Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Review: Deadline by Scarlet Hawthorne


He wants her body and heart, but a killer wants her soul.
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After her erotic romance novels become international bestsellers, writer Gillian Tate cannot enjoy her long-sought success once her husband files for divorce and she becomes the target of threats from a religious fringe hate group; but when she tries to find peace in the solitude of a remote lakeside cabin to complete the third novel in the trilogy, not only does she meet the man who can fulfill her secret desires, she also finds she hasn’t escaped danger by leaving the city. 


When the Adirondack town's police chief Sam Taylor learns of the threats and checks in on the notorious author, he is surprised to find she is nothing like he would have expected from her erotic novels but everything he has imagined in his own fantasies. 


Can he and the woman of his dreams escape her waking nightmare? 

*Adult Content: This erotic romantic suspense includes scenes of bondage between consenting adults.*