Yet another amazing cover from the talented Sour Cherry Designs. These keep getting better, and better each and every time I see one. I fear I may very well pass out on the next one if it’s any better than this newest cover. Look at that, it’s fucking HOT!
This book is going to be live on January 28th, 2015 – that’s this Wednesday. I’m pretty excited about this one, it’s a little different from the other books in how it gets started, and the trouble that is brewing up. It gave my many headaches, made me grind my teeth a lot, and the cursing likely would have had any sailor or trucker blushing brightly. These are two very strong characters, but only one of them has a secret that may very well be deadly.
Since that’s all I have to share at this moment, here is an excerpt from Chapter One for a little bit of filler. Have a great Sunday ~ Moira
CHAPTER ONE ~ Excerpt
Her wrists burned from the restraints, her face felt two times too big, and her breathing was labored. Chandra knew she’d been worked over real well. Now if only she could remember some of the details.
She remembered dinner out. There had been dancing at a club, some drinks, and then nothing. Absolutely nothing. All she had was a big ass blank spot in her memory.
No, wait. A voice asking questions over and over again. Pain, she definitely recalled some pain. Nothing like the training she’d gone through to withstand interrogations of course, but it had made it onto her radar.
With care, she worked at prying her eyelids open. When that didn’t work, she went with a little more force. Didn’t really help, but she did gain a tiny slit of a view. Not that the view was worth writing home about. Concrete walls and floor, a solid-looking door with a chair sitting next to it, and her. There appeared to be some form of light, likely a single bulb given how weak it appeared to be.
Then again, it could be her shitty eyesight, and all those little dancing spots. Trying to tip her head back for a look at what had her hands caught proved too much. She was weak and sore, her mouth was parched, and her head swam. Which meant she’d been there for a damn long time. Not good, not good at all.
The door creaked open, just like in all those good old-fashioned horror movies, giving a nice squeal at the end. Set quite the mood for whatever was going on.
“Wake her up,” a voice said. Male, eastern European accent, cultured with a smooth edge of brutality. Her host was her guess.
A wave of icy cold water hit her body causing her to jolt, and gasp. It also told her that she didn’t have a hell of a lot of clothing on, her strapless bra and panties would be her assumption. Damn. That seriously sucked, especially when she couldn’t remember anything of importance. She’d been out of the game long enough to probably be considered archaic.
Someone grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back. Oh, hey, she was dangling from some sort of hook that reminded her of those used for hanging beef. Not a great comparison, but her brain was a little sluggish. Her hands were cuffed with some sort of leather banding, that then was looped over the hook, and kept her up on her feet. Nifty little setup, really.
I have been anxiously awaiting Dangerous Pasts to be out today. I have been checking Amazon, but it doesn’t seem to be there. I was just wondering if there was a glitch of some kind.
Thank you for writing awesome books!! 😊
Have a great day!
Looks like Amazon has been delayed. They’ve been having some troubles of late, but everyone at EP is aware of it and keeping watch on what’s happening. As soon as I have a link I’ll shoot it over to you.