Today I am excited, no I am beyond excited, to welcome my friend and author Angel Nicholas to my blog. She has a fabulous new book coming out this week. (And I promise you that this one is on the top of my to-be-read pile.)
Her boring
existence seems perfect until a charming detective threatens Ally’s heart and
lethal contract killers jeopardize her happily ever after.
Sweet
Deception Blurb
Ally
Thompson’s life is perfect. Calm, quiet, some might even say boring. The sole
survivor of a tragic accident, she’s not the adventurous type—something she’s
decided to change.
One
roller-coaster ride…
A
murder and a detective in disguise shatter Ally’s first attempt at “fun.”
Detective Greg Marsing is everything Ally knows better than to want. The
gun-totting, tattooed scumbags trying to kill her are almost a welcome
distraction from her pointless attraction.
Blows
her world wide open…
A
contract on Ally has every lowlife for miles gunning for her. Sparks fly while
she and her unlikely hero scramble to unravel clues. As the deadly game
escalates, Greg has to decide if self-preservation rates higher than a love
worth dying for.
Excerpt
Oh,
God! He was shooting at her. Actually shooting. In broad daylight. In her
neighbor’s backyard. Didn’t they have rules about that sort of stuff?
Nerves
shredded, Ally gritted her teeth. Three more feet. Two. Another crunch. She
swore the heat of the bullet singed her shoulder. Arms extended, she jumped for
all she was worth. Up, braced her arms and pushed off. She landed with an oomph
on the other side, followed by another crunch and a hole in the wood fence.
For
a split-second, she crouched panting, staring in disbelief at the fence
towering over her head. Had she really done that?
Cursing
from the other side got her up and moving again. Squealing tires and a revving
engine brought her head around. A car tore into the alley and raced toward her.
More bad guys? Had he called in reinforcements?
Ally
froze.
Did I do something horrible in a past
life to deserve this?
Truly, I’ll help the poor. Serve food at
the soup kitchen. Go to church every Sunday. Donate money to the shelter. I’ll
even babysit my friend’s bratty kids.
Just please, please, please get me out
of this alive.
The
shiny black Camaro careened to a stop with the driver’s side door facing her.
Heavily tinted windows revealed nothing. In a last desperate bid for freedom,
she darted past the door. Strong arms encircled her waist and dragged her back
toward the idling car.
“No!”
Ally screamed like a banshee, flinging out her arms and legs, scrabbling for
purchase. Hard hands sent her flying across the front seat.
“Ally.”
“Let
me go!” She dove for the door handle.
“Ally!”
He grabbed her elbow and pulled her back, away from the passenger door. “Damn
woman, you are way more trouble than you’re worth.”
Almost
blind with panic, she twisted around and crouched on the seat, prepared to draw
blood.
Shocked
hazel clashed with furious aqua. Her mouth fell open. Muttering under his
breath, Detective Marsing threw the car into gear and spun out of the alleyway.
She whipped her head around in time to see a blocky head pop up over the
privacy fence as they disappeared around the corner. She’d done it. Escaped.
Stayed alive. Like an atomic bomb, the events of the past hours and the
emotions she’d worked so hard to control mushroomed up, exploding inside. Tears
stung.
“Can’t
you stay out of trouble for five minutes?”
Author
Bio
The
only girl in the midst of four brothers, Angel Nicholas spent her childhood
hiding behind romance novels. Now the mother of four overly-energetic children,
a Whimsy kitty and slobber-flinging Great Dane, fiction is still her refuge.
Excessive caffeine fuels her typing, stiletto heels maintain her sass, and the
splendors of Idaho alongside its gregarious people inspire her muse.
Be sure to comment on today's post for a chance to win an Amazon gift card! I know Angel would love to hear from you.
Hugs
Katie
