NOT YOUR USUAL SUSPECTS
A group blog featuring an international array of killer mystery, suspense, and romantic suspense writers. With premises and story lines different from your run-of-the-mill whodunits, we tend to write outside the box. We blog several times a week on all topics relating to romantic suspense and mystery, our writing, and our readers. We welcome all comments and often have guest bloggers. All our authors can be contacted separately, too, using their own social media links.
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Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Desperate Choices excerpt and Romantic Suspense Week
At the end of the week we're giving away a stack of ebooks (possibly a couple of print books too) to one lucky commentator. The more times you comment, the more times you'll go into the 'hat'. We'll name the winner on the blog next Monday.
It's Romantic Suspense week at Carina Press! Since I love and write romantic suspense this is an especially good time for me. All the Carina press authors have some terrific books available and I've read a bunch of them. Believe me, they are what you might call "unputdownable."
Below is an excerpt from my romantic suspense, Desperate Choices, now available at Carina Press. It's also available as an audio book. This is a scene near the beginning of the book that involves the "missing" teenager.
Tommy jerked awake, sucking huge gasps of air into his struggling lungs. His heart raced, the rapid beat pounded in his ears. Sweat covered his body.
Same stupid dream again.
He rose from his rumpled bed, his breathing finally slowing, and stretched his arms above his head. Reaching down, his hand scratched lightly at his bare stomach and he stifled a yawn. Taking that first step away from the bed, he paced the floor of his prison. Back and forth, he dragged the chain behind him as he walked. He walked as far as he was able, changed direction and returned back to where he’d started. Silver links tethered him within the room, making escape impossible.
He knew—because he’d tried everything.
When he’d first opened his eyes, his initial reaction was disbelief. Gray cinderblock walls hemmed in the cramped, boxy room. He’d been lying on the floor. He’d jumped up and banged on the door only to feel the heavy slap of the chain against his skin.
“Let me out,” he’d screamed at the top of his lungs. “You can’t keep me here.”
He was chained up like an animal. He had no idea where or why, but he sure as hell knew by whom.
He’d never told a soul, but his biggest nightmare had always been the fear of being trapped alone. Now it was his living reality.
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