Today’s the day! Seductive Suspect is now officially out and available, which means you can jump right in and find out who the killer is. (Because I know you’ve been dying to know.) Here’s the blurb and an excerpt, all fancy and edited and everything, plus the buy links at the bottom. Happy reading!
Blurb:
When Veronica
Campbell agrees to take her sister’s place at a murder mystery weekend getaway,
she has no idea what’s in store. The events at the mountaintop lodge get off to
a good start, especially when she meets Adam, the handsome man staying in the
room next door. By the end of the first night, however, the role-playing games
take a dark turn when one of the participants is killed for real.
Campbell agrees to take her sister’s place at a murder mystery weekend getaway,
she has no idea what’s in store. The events at the mountaintop lodge get off to
a good start, especially when she meets Adam, the handsome man staying in the
room next door. By the end of the first night, however, the role-playing games
take a dark turn when one of the participants is killed for real.
Violent storms
and sabotaged cars trap the guests at the lodge with no escape. Frightened and
surrounded by strangers, she not only has to stay on guard against the danger
that lurks in every corner, but fight the attraction to her sexy neighbor.
and sabotaged cars trap the guests at the lodge with no escape. Frightened and
surrounded by strangers, she not only has to stay on guard against the danger
that lurks in every corner, but fight the attraction to her sexy neighbor.
One by one, the
murderer picks off each guest as the storm rages around them. The number of
suspects grows smaller, and soon, the moment of truth arrives. Can she trust
Adam, or has she wound up in the arms of a killer?
Excerpt:
Mr. Steele lay
face down beside the pool table. A small, dark hole marred the back of his
blazer. As we all gaped at him, a dark red puddle slowly seeped out from
beneath his body. Several feet away from his head, a gun rested on the floor.
face down beside the pool table. A small, dark hole marred the back of his
blazer. As we all gaped at him, a dark red puddle slowly seeped out from
beneath his body. Several feet away from his head, a gun rested on the floor.
Victor hurried
over, nudging people aside until he saw what had captivated our attention.
Shock and concern washed over his face. “Oh my….” Regaining his composure, he
cleared his throat and straightened. “My dear guests, in light of recent
occurrences, I think it would be best if you all retired to your rooms for the night.”
over, nudging people aside until he saw what had captivated our attention.
Shock and concern washed over his face. “Oh my….” Regaining his composure, he
cleared his throat and straightened. “My dear guests, in light of recent
occurrences, I think it would be best if you all retired to your rooms for the night.”
“Now?” Big Guy
shook his head. “The party’s just getting started!”
shook his head. “The party’s just getting started!”
“Please.”
Victor stepped back and gestured toward the door. “The storm may cause us to
lose power again, and, due to these other…unexpected circumstances, you need to
return to your rooms. Now.”
Victor stepped back and gestured toward the door. “The storm may cause us to
lose power again, and, due to these other…unexpected circumstances, you need to
return to your rooms. Now.”
His tone left
no room for argument. We shuffled out of the library into the foyer in one
huddled clump. As we moved up the staircase, murmurs rumbled around me about
how the mystery portion of our weekend had started amidst speculation about
what clues we’d receive the following day. I agreed with those who admired how
realistic the murder scene appeared and the perfect coordination with the
thunderstorm’s effects. Whoever had outlined and orchestrated our little story,
they’d done a good job of surprising us and piquing our interest.
no room for argument. We shuffled out of the library into the foyer in one
huddled clump. As we moved up the staircase, murmurs rumbled around me about
how the mystery portion of our weekend had started amidst speculation about
what clues we’d receive the following day. I agreed with those who admired how
realistic the murder scene appeared and the perfect coordination with the
thunderstorm’s effects. Whoever had outlined and orchestrated our little story,
they’d done a good job of surprising us and piquing our interest.
On the landing,
we parted ways, and I headed toward my room.
we parted ways, and I headed toward my room.
Colonel
Mandrake guided me to my door, his hand at the small of my back. “I very much
enjoyed meeting you tonight, Miss Harrington.” He smiled at me. “Sleep well.”
Mandrake guided me to my door, his hand at the small of my back. “I very much
enjoyed meeting you tonight, Miss Harrington.” He smiled at me. “Sleep well.”
I said my good
nights and slipped inside my room, cheeks warm. The evening had been pleasant,
even fun, though shorter than predicted, like Big Guy had complained. At least
I’d had a good time, and I anticipated the rest of my stay at the lodge.
nights and slipped inside my room, cheeks warm. The evening had been pleasant,
even fun, though shorter than predicted, like Big Guy had complained. At least
I’d had a good time, and I anticipated the rest of my stay at the lodge.
While I
undressed and prepared for bed, I contemplated the evening’s events and tried
to piece together some clues. Nothing in the characters’ backgrounds stood out
to me yet, and efforts to remember who stood where when the lights went out
fell short. “I’m sure we’ll learn more in the morning,” I mumbled, climbing
into bed.
undressed and prepared for bed, I contemplated the evening’s events and tried
to piece together some clues. Nothing in the characters’ backgrounds stood out
to me yet, and efforts to remember who stood where when the lights went out
fell short. “I’m sure we’ll learn more in the morning,” I mumbled, climbing
into bed.
After setting
the alarm clock so I’d have time to shower before breakfast, I switched off the
lamp on the nightstand. With a lengthy yawn, I snuggled under the covers, tired
from the day of travel and subsequent activities. I waited to drift off to
sleep, but something tugged at the back of my mind.
the alarm clock so I’d have time to shower before breakfast, I switched off the
lamp on the nightstand. With a lengthy yawn, I snuggled under the covers, tired
from the day of travel and subsequent activities. I waited to drift off to
sleep, but something tugged at the back of my mind.
For some reason, I
kept thinking about Victor’s expression when he first saw Mr. Steele lying on
the floor.
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