Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Exclusive Excerpt: THE LAST MOVE by Mary Burton

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Catching monsters helps FBI agent Kate Hayden keep her nightmares at bay. Now an urgent call brings her back to San Antonio, the scene of her violent past. A brutal new murder shows hallmarks of a serial killer nicknamed the Samaritan. Tricky part is, Kate already caught him.

Either Kate made a deadly error, or she’s got a copycat on her hands. Paired with homicide detective Theo Mazur, she quickly realizes this murder is more twisted than it first appeared. Then a second body is found, the mode of death identical to a different case that Kate thought she’d put behind her.

Now Kate and Detective Mazur aren’t just working a homicide; the investigative pair is facing a formidable enemy who knows Kate intimately. While Mazur is personally trying to protect Kate, the closer they are drawn to the killer, the clearer it becomes that in this terrifying game, there is only one rule: don’t believe everything you see…

Exclusive Excerpt: THE LAST MOVE by Mary Burton

“My daughter needs to be picked up at school. Do you mind?”


“It won’t take much time.”

Mazur moved in and out of traffic. A couple of times he had to think twice about street choices and happily chose correctly each time. Twenty minutes later he pulled onto the tree-lined campus that blended old and new architecture.

Alyssa was sitting in front of the school on a stone bench, her backpack on her lap. She was a petite girl with blond hair that brushed her shoulders and framed a round face.

When she saw Mazur’s car, she grinned and hustled toward it.

As he got out of the car, she tossed him a pointed look that resembled many Kate had given him. “Thanks, Dad. We got out early and I didn’t want to wait for Mrs. White.”

He kissed her on the cheek and took her backpack as he opened the back door. “Going to have to put you in the back like a perp. Company today. Alyssa, this is Agent Kate Hayden.”

Alyssa slid into the backseat. “Hi, Agent Hayden.”

“Nice to meet you, Alyssa. Call me Kate.”

“So, are you the Fed working with Dad?”

“I am.”

“So what case are you working on?” Alyssa asked.

“Two murders,” Kate said.

Mazur slammed the back car door and glanced at Kate as he slid behind the wheel. “She doesn’t need the details, Dr. Hayden.”

Alyssa rested her folded arms on the front seat. “She likes details.”

“I have to honor your father’s wishes, Alyssa,” Kate said.

“Daaaad. I want to know about the case,” Alyssa said.

Mazur shook his head as he circled the parking lot back toward the main entrance. “Dr. Hayden, keep it G-rated.”

Kate frowned as if shuffling through her facts to choose the tamest. “Alyssa, we have one victim who was shot. I was summoned to town because there is evidence to suggest there might be a serial killer involved.”

Mazur glanced in the rearview mirror in time to see the kid’s eyes widen with keen interest.

“So, do you work cases like this all the time?” Alyssa asked.

“I do.”

“How long have you been with the FBI?”

“Seven years.”

“That is so cool,” Alyssa said. “What kind of cases have you worked?”

Mazur’s thoughts suddenly turned to the girl in Utah and the other horror cases Kate worked. He cleared his throat, determined to redirect. “What bit of advice can you give Alyssa about staying safe, Dr. Hayden?” Mazur inquired.

Kate turned in her seat and faced his girl. “Never, ever get into anyone’s car, even if they threaten to shoot you. You have a better chance with the bullet than if you get in the car.”

“Dad says that.”

“And always have your cell with you and the GPS locater activated.”

“Yes,” she groaned. “Dad says that, too.”

“If you’re ever fighting for your life, don’t get fancy and think a ninja kick to the groin is going to save you. He could grab your ankle, and then you’d be flat on your back with a cracked skull. A hard strike to the nose is effective, as well as biting. Play dead if you think it’ll work to your advantage.”

“Have you ever had to fight anyone off?” Alyssa asked.

“Once late last year. There was a man who was badly hurting women.” She glanced toward Mazur. “He figured out I was closing in on him so he came after me.”

“Did he hurt you?” Alyssa asked.

“He tried. But then I shot him.”

“Wow. Dad, can I have a gun?”


Alyssa sighed. “Agent Hayden, you aren’t much taller than I am,” she said.

“Use it to your advantage,” Kate said. “Your attacker will underestimate you.”

Maybe, Mazur thought, but most people weren’t prepared to survive a monster’s attack. Adding fuel to his worries, his girl was pretty, outgoing, and not afraid to talk to strangers.

“Reverse pressure on a thumb works, or a punch to the throat,” Kate added. “And if you’re taken, try to leave clues behind for the people looking for you.”

They drove in silence for less than a half mile before Alyssa asked, “How did you get that scar on your face?”

“Alyssa,” Mazur said. “Don’t be nosy.”

“I barely notice the scar anymore,” Kate said. “I was shot.”

“Is that when your dad died?”

“You’ve been reading up on me,” Kate said.

“Sorry. Curious.”

“Curious is good. And yes, the scar is from that shooting.”

Mazur pulled into the gated community, paused at the guard station to show his ID, and drove Alyssa to an elegant Spanish-style home. The front door opened, and an older woman with graying hair appeared.

“Good, Mrs. White is home. I forgot my key again.” The words tumbled out of the girl as she got out of the car.

Mazur shook his head. “Not good, kiddo. Keep your keys handy.”

She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. “Will do.”

He waited until she and the housekeeper disappeared into the house.

“Great kid,” Kate said.

“The best.”


Author Biography

New York Times and USA Today bestselling novelist Mary Burton is the highly praised author of twenty-eight published romance and suspense novels and five novellas. She lives in Virginia with her husband and three miniature dachshunds.

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Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Cold Malice

With: Toni Anderson

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Happy Tuesday and release day for me!! I am so excited for the release of COLD MALICE, the eighth book in my Cold Justice Series (which can all be read as standalone titles).

The inspiration for this story came from a visit to FBI Headquarters in Washington DC last December. And I didn’t just visit HQ, but, specifically, the Strategic Information and Operations Center (SIOC), which is the FBI’s global command and communications center. Think Jason Bourne and you’ve pretty much nailed the entire thing. I wish I could have taken pictures inside but, for obvious reasons, that wasn’t allowed. I did take lots of notes and got to see one of Hoover’s little wooden desks.

I decided to utilize my visit to this fascinating place by having my latest fictional hero, ASAC Steve McKenzie (who made an appearance in COLD PURSUIT) transferred there. If agents hope to climb the career ladder they have to do a couple of stints at HQ. The rest of the story I’d been planning for a while. I am a little perturbed at how relevant this story seems to be right now, but COLD MALICE is also an exciting, sexy, adventure. I hope you enjoy.

Read an excerpt from COLD MALICE

When he didn’t move she went to the front door and opened it, waiting for him to take the hint. Damn. He’d blown it. When he stood in front of her again he opened his mouth to speak.
She beat him to it. “Don’t leave town, right?” Bitterness was rife in the lines around her mouth. In the bite of her tone.
“I was going to say that if anyone from Kodiak gets in touch—”
“They won’t.”
“But if they do—”
“They won’t!” She appeared on the verge of crying, but fighting it.
He’d seen all sorts of tears during his time on the job. It was always the ones that didn’t fall that affected him most.
He pulled a business card out of his pocket, took her hand and folded her fingers over it. The skin on skin contact made something unexpected spread through his body. Despite her anger she felt it too— he could tell by the way her pupils widened and her lips parted on a gasp. She tried to pull away but he didn’t let go and he didn’t back down.
Instead he pulled her toward him into a stiff embrace. His breath brushed her hair as he kissed the top of her head— like she was still that little girl he’d known all those years ago.
“I’m not the bad guy here, Tess,” he murmured against her hair.
She kept her head bowed, and eyes closed, hand pressed like a fiery brand against his heart.
“Neither am I, but no one seems to care.”
She pulled away, and he let her go. Then he walked away just like he had nearly twenty years ago.
He sat in his car, staring at the house, knowing she was inside watching him right back.

The unexpected attraction had caught him off guard. He’d forgotten what it felt like to actually want someone. But he couldn’t afford to start something with the daughter of one of the most notorious white supremacist leaders in history. That would not look great on his résumé.

Twenty years ago, she was a cult leader’s innocent daughter…and he was undercover agent who broke her heart and destroyed her life. Now he’s back and she’s in his crosshairs. 


If you want to read the rest of the series then this is a fantastic time to start! The first three award-winning books, along with a bonus short story, are FREE but the sale ends Sept 12!

Also available in Audio (not free).

Find out more about Toni Anderson’s books on her website.

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Contracted Defense

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Time is running out and the enemy is at the gate.

Out Sept 12th – Contracted Defense, a Safeguard novel, by Piper J Drake. Pre-order your copy today!

Title: Contracted Defense
Author: Piper J. Drake
Series: A Safeguard Novel
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 12, 2017
Publisher: Carina Press
Length: 70,000 Words
Format: Digital
ISBN: 9781459290518

Time is running out and the enemy is at the gate.

Adam Hicks may be the rookie at Safeguard, but he’s no novice in the field. Retired from active duty after multiple tours and back fresh from a brief rest in New Zealand, he’s itching to return to action. But the challenge he hoped for arrives in an unexpected form: his sexy yet stern new partner. 

The last thing Victoria Ash wants is to work with the new guy—especially one as gorgeous as Adam. His relaxed attitude about their first "easy" assignment together—setting up a private home defense network for a reclusive client—doesn’t impress her. Easy usually means trouble. She’s proved right when Adam discovers that the multiple incursions on the physical and cyber security systems aren’t just glitches. They’re under attack…and there’s a traitor in their midst.

As tension mounts, so does the attraction between Victoria and Adam. They must protect their client and the research he’s desperately trying to keep secret. Working together, they have to find the mole before their defense measures, in the fortress and online, are compromised and the deadly secrets they’ve sworn to protect are revealed.

She shrugged. “I prefer to carry myself in a professional manner. Impeccable. Respectable. Reliable.”

He frowned. As she’d spoken, her comments had cut inward. Far from positive, her words had turned bitter with remembered anger. There was the malaise he’d noticed about her. It’d come and gone throughout their working session. It was a dark, ugly cloud of thought eating her from the inside out. Consuming her and turning her attention deep inside, she wasn’t even aware of his proximity anymore.

Well, couldn’t have that.

He leaned in and kissed her.

He’d intended to be quick, startle her out of her thoughts. But as soon as their lips met, hers parted in a gasp and he couldn’t resist the invitation. He took her deeper, tasting. 

She kissed back, drinking him in and leaning into him. Her hands gripped his waist in encouragement.

Just like that, he was on fire and she was living flame under him. He’d backed her up against the table until she was on her back. His hips fit between her legs, grinding until they both groaned with the friction. He gripped her ass until she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Her hands hooked behind his neck, pulling him in for hungry kisses.

A sharp, happy bark sounded outside.

Sucking in air, he straightened and pulled her up to stand with him. They stumbled back from each other. Each of them dragged their hands through their own hair in an attempt to straighten themselves up.

A minute later, there was a knock on the pool house door. 

About Piper J. Drake:
Piper J. Drake is a bestselling author of romantic suspense and edgy contemporary romance, a frequent flyer, and day job road warrior. She is often distracted by dogs, cupcakes, and random shenanigans.

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Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Wicked Scandal

With: Carole Mortimer

I am currently on holiday in Cornwall with my family. Strangely even though I was born in England and have lived in the UK all of my life, I have never been to Cornwall before. Anyone who has been watching the Poldark series will know how beautiful and rugged this county is, and a part of England it is all too easy to fall in love with.

And the perfect place to set one of my books, I’m thinking, perhaps Wicked Deception (Regency Sinners 4)?

Today is publication day of Wicked Scandal, the 3rd book in my Regency Sinners series. The eight gentlemen, known in Society as The Sinners have been given the task of finding the lady who has behaved treasonously towards The Crown. Two of The Sinners have already tried, but their lady of choice was not the guilty one. This is Devil and Alys’s story. Devil is the man Alys believes to be responsible for killing her father three years ago. So expect lots of fireworks and sexual tension between the two of them! Bk 4 in the series, Wicked Deception, is now available for pre-order.    

The second book in my NEW paranormal series, DERYK (Dragon Hearts 2) is also now available for pre-order on all ebook retail sites, with a publication day of September 29th. This story is currently with my editor, but if you haven’t read NATHANIEL (Dragon Hearts 1) yet you can meet Deryk for the first time there. Believe me, he is even HOTTER than Nathaniel.   

The stories in my Dragon Hearts, Knight Security, Regency Unlaced, Regency Sinners, and ALPHA series are more explicit in their language and sexual content than my other books. In other words, they’re hot, so you have been warned!

Carole xx

Book links for Wicked Scandal (Regency Sinners 3)
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Book links for DERYK (Dragon Hearts 2)
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About Carole:
Carole Mortimer has written over 215 books in the contemporary and Regency genres. Carole is Recipient of the 2015 Romance Writers of America Lifetime Achievement Award, a USA Today Bestselling Author, Entertainment Weekly Top 10 Romance Author, 2014 Romantic Times Pioneer of Romance, and in 2012 was recognized by Queen Elizabeth II for her ‘outstanding service to literature’.

She is very happily married to Peter, they have 6 sons, and live on the beautiful Isle of Man.

Email: contact@carolemortimer.co.uk
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Tuesday, August 29, 2017


NYPD Detective Dom Carew can't forget the violent way his lover was killed fifteen years ago. The pain and trauma her death inflicted on his soul still haunt him, and since then he's never let a woman under his skin. Until one incredible, hot and steamy night with stunning and sassy Daisy Fowler.

Sexy, gorgeous, and hunky didn't begin to describe Dom Carew, but Daisy's been burned by Dom before. A year ago, he bolted from her bed in the middle of the night without so much as a gee you were great in the sack, babe. Never laying eyes on his handsome face again is the plan. If only their paths didn't keep crossing. If only she didn't still find him irresistible as sin.

Seeing Daisy again sets Dom's blood on fire like no other woman can, but he's about to embark on the most dangerous undercover op of his life—infiltrate the Pyramid, an international organization of assassins. Love has no place in his heart or his world, but when the dangers of his job threaten Daisy, he'll destroy anyone in his path to protect her.

Dom Carew gripped her upper arms to steady her. Heat emanated from his touch straight through her skin, lighting up every one of her senses as if her body had been in a deep sleep. Raw sexuality emanated from the man, and to her immense embarrassment, her cheeks instantly heated in response. He was all that she remembered…and so much more.
Gorgeous didn’t begin to describe the man. He was tall, around six-three, with broad, powerful shoulders that tapered to a trim waist. She already knew firsthand that his body beneath that tailored black tuxedo had nary an ounce of fat, including ripped abs, thick biceps, and long muscular legs. And he had the most amazing hands. Big and rough, but so unexpectedly gentle.
If anything, he appeared even larger and more intimidating than she remembered. With sandy blond hair, a chiseled face, and striking blue eyes the color of a clear sky, he totally had that whole Thor thing going on. Aside from the ginormous purplish bruise on the left side of his face.
“What happened to your face?” she asked as sanity took hold. Do not let him get to you. He may have shed his skin, but beneath that tuxedo he’s still a snake.
“Hazards of the job.” He grinned, revealing a set of even white teeth that completed his Thor-surfer dude look. “Miss me?”
“Like a bad case of poison ivy.” She twisted from his grip, dropping a few rose petals in the process and getting a good whiff of whatever pricey aftershave he wore that smelled all woodsy and manly. Damn, but why does he always have to look and smell so good?
He narrowed his eyes. “You don’t really mean that.”
“I do.” She took a step back, grabbing some much-needed space between her and the man she’d sworn never to acknowledge again for the rest of her life. “You truly are like a bad itch that won’t go away. I’m surprised you even showed up today, given how you blew off the rehearsal dinner.”
“Unavoidable.” His expression turned serious, and his brows furrowed. “But when it comes to standing up for my best friend at his wedding, I’m Semper fi.
Semper fi?” She let out a huff. “Doesn’t that mean, always faithful?”
“I’m impressed.” His voice seemed deeper to her than she remembered. “Most women don’t know Marine-speak.”
She shook her head. “You’re missing my point entirely. If it’s one thing I learned about you during our profoundly brief and completely unmemorable encounter, is that I’m certain you’ve never been faithful a day in your life.” Truthfully, she didn’t know whether she was more pissed at him for walking out on her after what she’d perceived to be a life-altering encounter, or at herself for being such a liar about the unmemorable part.
He clenched his jaw, making his face appear even more chiseled and masculine. “Leaving seemed like the best thing to do. For both of us,” he added.

About the Author:
Tee O'Fallon has been a federal agent for twenty-two years, giving her hands-on experience in the field of law enforcement that she combines with her love of romantic suspense. Tee's job affords her the unique opportunity to work with the heroic and sexy men in law enforcement on a daily basis. For Tee, research is the easy part!

Besides reading and writing, Tee loves cooking, gardening, chocolate, lychee martinis, and her Belgian sheepdog.

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