Out Now!—Finding Angel by Jan Graham
(@jan_graham) #romance #suspense #romanticsuspense
Finding Angel
release date: January 30th, 2018
Genre:
Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Blurb:
It’s
time to participate in a dangerous dance of murder, trust, love, and intrigue.
Trouble isn’t Angel’s middle name, so why does it follow her wherever she
goes? Her life should be less complicated after the death of her ex, but his
actions continue to haunt her. While trying to gain some distance from a crime
boss who has a contract out on her, and a cop who believes she’s the key to
taking said bad guy down, Angel runs straight into the arms of two dominant
brothers with an unexpected interest in making her theirs.
Faced with a difficult choice, Angel
must decide who she can trust. Two
kinky brothers that she just met? A cop she has more in common with than she
realizes? Or a crime boss adept at murder? Trusting
them all may end up saving her life.
Finding Angel is more than a love
story between one woman and two men, it’s a romantic suspense with a whole lot
of trouble.
This
book contains erotic sex scenes, BDSM elements, a Ménage a Trois romantic
pairing (M/F/M) and non-graphic descriptions of past sexual and physical abuse
suffered by the female protagonist. Note: There is no sexual relationship
between siblings.
Buy Links
Kindle US - http://amzn.to/2FjpUHY
Kindle AU - https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B077XFD747
Kindle UK - http://amzn.to/2FlpDo1
Read an excerpt
Angel felt dirty, which probably
had less to do with cleaning and more to do with the fact she’d just finished
texting a crime lord. Adrian always had that effect on her. He may have been a
good-looking, well-dressed, and very suave man, but the way he looked at
her—like a predatory animal eyeing its prey—always made her nervous.
As she stood in the shower
letting the warm water run over her body, Angel imagined the last five years of
fear and turmoil washing away. She hadn’t sought out anything that she
encountered in her life leading to this point. However, thinking back, she knew
she had made some very bad choices. That had to change. If the last five years
had taught Angel one thing, it was this. She was worth more than she had
encountered in her life thus far. She was a good woman, caring and kind, and
someone of that nature deserved better.
Angel remembered the day she’d arrived
home to find Samuel gone. She shivered as she recalled the sight that met her
when she entered the house. It was a mess. Everything thrown on the floor,
cupboards open, books and CDs strewn across the living area, the stereo
speakers kicked in and pillows from the sofa ripped open. Samuel’s computer was
still on his desk, the side ripped open and a gaping hole where the hard drive
used to be. If her life had been anything like normal, then she’d have been on
the phone to the police within minutes. But, there was nothing normal about her
life. And in this house, police were the enemy.
Angel recollected walking into
the kitchen to place the bags of groceries on the counter as a knock sounded on
the door. One of Samuel’s associates greeted her, only to become annoyed when
he discovered Sam wasn’t home. Angel sent him away, telling him to ring Samuel
if he needed to see him. After he’d left, Angel heard the faint ring of
Samuel’s phone. She knew he wouldn’t have left it behind. It was like a third
arm for him, he was never without it. She’d walked toward the back of the
house, reaching for the back door just as the phone stopped ringing.
It was then she noticed the
garage door was ajar. They only used the garage for storage. It was a single
old building away from the house, built during a time when cars were smaller
and detached garages popular because people didn’t mind walking to get what
they needed. Angel recalled the crunch of the gravel drive under her feet and
the creak of the rickety wooden door.
The air was cool around her as
she stared at Samuel’s Harley Davidson belt buckle. She lowered her eyes,
scanning down his legs to his feet. He wasn’t wearing shoes. His feet looked
pale, she’d thought, as her eyes scanned back up his body to his chest. His
shoulders relaxed, his hands by his sides. She smiled at him when her eyes
reached his face, his head slanted to the side, the securely tied noose around
his neck attached firmly to the middle rafter of the roof.
Angel drifted back to the
present. As the water from the shower tumbled over her body, she smiled. She
couldn’t have dreamed of a better end for that shit of a man.
About the Author
For those who enjoy labels and tags, as well as
being an author, Jan is a submissive, an aunt, dyslexic, a lover of all things
tempting and naughty (including chocolate), a participant in the BDSM
community, a widow, an orphan, and sometimes, a wild child.
In short, she is generally a bit of an eccentric
who lives her life slightly left of center. You can find out more about Jan and
her work by stalking her on the various social media sites where she
occasionally hangs out.
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