BOO! \(*o*\) ITS HALLOWEEN!


Welcome to the  Thursday throw out! As I am sure many of you will be out with the kiddos tonight instead of Reading my blog. I hope everyone had a safe and happy Halloween, and that your kids got lots of good candy you can steal!

Instead of working on sequels like a good little writer I have dove headlong into My new book captive. I am only a couple of chapters into it, but I thought this week I would share the premise of the story with all of you, since I am running out of teasers I can share without them becoming spoilers! Please keep in mind the summary is the hardest part of a book for me to write so I hope this does not sound dumb!

Thanks again and Happy Halloween!!

Captive

Tatum Kennedy is an Registered Nurse from Pittsburgh PA. She embarks on a trip with her party girl twin, Sara, to celebrate her sisters pending nuptials. What they didn’t know was, this would be their last trip together. Now Tatum is left to hunt down her sisters killer with the help of  bad boy detective Ayden Quinn.  While detective Quinn claims to be on Tatum’s side he is constantly thwarting her efforts to catch a lead in her sisters case.  Tatum enlists the services of Blaine and Hattie Cosgrove,  a brother and sister private investigator team, who help her get closer to finding her captor. Will she find the man who changed her life forever, or has he already found her?


Well that is it for this week. Sorry it’s not more but I am a slave to my betas at this point! Please like and share me on the FB! Thanks again for returning every week J

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