Hello Everybody! I am so excited to announce that my first book, Angel in the Shadows, is set to be released by Soul Mate Publishing on July 15, 2015. I can’t tell you how much it means to me but here is the cover. I am adding a little bit about the book below so please share your opinion with me. Thank you and enjoy!
Never Turn Your Back…
Never Reveal Your Name…
Never Surrender Your Heart…
Madison Sinclair is a smart-mouthed photographer that enjoys the simple things in life. Recently landing a job at one of Manhattan’s top imaging companies, she works hard to prove herself but often falls short of the mark. Taking pictures of the New York scenery, relaxing at home with a glass of wine, and caring for her stray cat is usually the highlight of her day. Nice, quiet, simple. It’s the perfect life. But when her best friend cons her into covering a charity event for a multi-millionaire, Madison’s life suddenly becomes anything but simple as she finds herself in a constant race for survival. There is nowhere she can turn, no one she can trust.
Seth Reynolds has been in the game a long time. He knows how to get in, get a job done, and get out with no complications and no witnesses. The constant stress of the job is beginning to take its toll but he is not a man that gives up easily. Trained to be cold and heartless, he is committed to follow through with this mission no matter what. Racing against an impossible time table, everything is in place to take out the madman intent on destroying New York City. But when the naïve Madison Sinclair stumbles into his world, all of his carefully laid plans go to hell.
Determined to do what is right at all costs, Seth must choose between the rules he’s lived by his entire life or saving Madison from a fate worse than death. If he follows orders, he will be an unsung hero, saving millions of innocent people. But if he risks his own life for Madison’s, the entire city will be in jeopardy. The choice should be easy. Risk one to save many. That’s the unbreakable code of The Perfect Order. But now, without even trying, Madison has gotten under his skin and inside his heart. With the fate of the city resting in his hands, how he can do the right thing when he no longer knows what that is?
She stiffened in his arms and although he had made a second mistake in less than twenty-four hours, he was not about to pull away. She just tasted too good and it had been a long time since he indulged in such simple pleasures. Suddenly though, he remembered that he wasn’t like everyone else. Of course he wasn’t, how could have he forgotten? Changing the intensity of the kiss, it became rough and demanding, insisting on something he knew she would never go through with. It wasn’t in her. Which was just fine with him. He didn’t need this distraction right now or ever.
Madison struggled to move away from him and after a small moment, he released her. Her skin was flushed and her breath came in short, uneven bursts. But before she could get too far, he gripped her wrists tightly, feeling his fingers sink deep into her skin. There would probably be bruises but that was something to worry about later. If there was a later. Pulling her back to him, he stared into her eyes, seeing the fear and lust there, mingled together in an intoxicating mixture.
“What’s wrong, isn’t this what you want?” he asked, his voice fierce.
The woman was trembling in his grasp and he could feel her pulse slamming against the soft, thin spot in her wrist. Holding her firmly in place, she couldn’t free herself from his rough grip.
“No, I…” she whispered breathlessly.
“Come on, Ms. Sinclair, let’s not play games. Let’s see if you can distract me long enough to get away. That’s what you were hoping to do, right?” he asked, his voice mocking and cold.
“I…I” Madison stuttered.
“Oh yes, that’s exactly what you were attempting to do, seduce me so you could get away. But let me let you in on a little secret. If you want to distract someone to escape them, you might want to stick to something you actually know a little bit about.”
The hurt in her eyes was immediate and sharp. He’d cut her deep with that particular barb but he wasn’t done with her just yet. This game was getting old and he needed to find out who she was instead of relishing the taste of her mouth. There were several ways to get the information from her and while they were more pleasant, he didn’t have time for that. He’d wasted too much time with her already. Opting for another tactic, he should feel sick for what he was about to do but instead, there was nothing, no feeling at all.
“Tell me,” Seth murmured, “what were you doing at Vance’s house? You weren’t the photographer hired to cover the party.” Decisively, he squeezed tighter, drawing a soft whimper from her lips. Tightening his grip, he could feel the fragile bones in her wrist as they rubbed together.
She cried out involuntarily and then as quick as it began, it was over. He loosened his grip slightly, letting his thumb caress the place where he had squeezed her wrist, soothing the pain he had caused her.
The anger lingered in her eyes but the lust was gone, driven out by pain. “Go to hell.”
Seth stared at her intently. “The truth,” he replied quietly. “Don’t make me do it again.”
“I don’t know what you want…” Her words were cut off as he squeezed her wrist again, this time, increasing the pain. She bit her bottom lip in an attempt to hold in a gasp. Again, he loosened his cruel grip, gently stroking the red marks on her wrists.
She looked up into his eyes, the deep brown of hers burning into the blueness of his. Tears shimmered on her thick lashes. He wanted the truth and he would hurt her until she told him.
“The truth,” he demanded.
“Ok, ok. I was filling in. Robert had plans and he asked me to cover for him. I swear, it’s the truth.”
Peering into her face, Seth searched for what he needed to know. His thoughts underwent a rapid re-adjustment as he considered her words. Perhaps she was just as she appeared, an innocent bystander. Someone in the wrong place at the wrong time. Great. Just what he needed. He was going to have to play this carefully or it would all be blown to hell. Looking down at her, he could see the bare, naked truth shining in her eyes. And below it, the torrent of emotions raged within her, painting her face. The pain and anger intermingled enticingly with the remains of desire and fear. Lord, he needed to get away from her before he did something he would really regret.
Seth pushed her away roughly and grabbed his coat draped over the kitchen counter. “Don’t toy with me Madison,” he warned. “You won’t like what happens.”
“I don’t like you using my first name,” she managed to reply in a strangled voice, rubbing absently at the throbbing pain in her wrists, her eyes lowered to conceal the tears that began to streak down her pale cheeks.
Seth glared at her blackly. “What makes you think I care what you like?” Without waiting for an answer, he let himself out, locking the door behind him, sealing her inside.