Release date: November
13, 2018
Genre: Romantic
Suspense
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She's faking her amnesia to fool a very real killer.
It all
started with the bereavement flowers with my name on them.
Not the
best way to wake up, right? I work in a flower shop. I know a funeral
arrangement when I see one.
I know a
killer when I see one, too. And one is standing in my hospital room right now,
straight behind the man who saved my life.
I can’t
tell anyone the truth, because that’s the fastest way to really die. So I do
the next best thing. I “lose” my memory.
I fake
my amnesia.
Pretending
not to remember a brutal attempted murder has its perks. The killer is backing
down, spending less time around me, loosening the noose.
The less
I claim to recall, the more my rescuer, Duff, works to help me “remember.” I
hate lying to him.
But he
doesn’t understand that my memory is dangerous. To me. And to him.
Fooling
everyone isn’t easy. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Except
it’s starting to look like I’ve been fooling myself.
In more
ways than one.
The
False Trilogy includes False Hope and False Start.
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narrated by Sebastian York and Andi Arndt available on Audible Escape.
Author Bio:
Meli Raine writes romantic suspense with hot bikers, intense
undercover DEA agents, bad boys turned good, and Special Ops heroes — and the
women who love them. Meli rode her first motorcycle when she was five years
old, but she played in the ocean long before that. She lives in New England
with her family.
Social Media Links:
Website: http://meliraine.com/
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Excerpt
Sensation turns to pain when you have no control. A full-body
flush of horror ripples across my skin. Mom frowns as she senses it, her eyes
tracking my arms, my legs, my face.
“There,” the nurse says, looking up at the red numbers on the IV
machine. She fiddles with a clear tube. “That’ll help her.”
The doctor seems satisfied, a small huff of breath his only reply.
“Lily? Lily, what’s wrong?” Mom asks as my arms, my legs, every
inch of skin turns to hot air, floating away as I disintegrate. The pain is my
only tether.
My killer turns so fast, facing me, that I can’t look away in
time.
Our eyes meet.
I close mine.
I open them. I can't help myself.
It’s worse than I thought. My killer smiles at Duff, who looks
back at him, not smiling, but clearly engaged. Familiar.
Duff is in on it. Duff was trying to kill me, too. He didn’t pull
the trigger, but he’s in on it.
He has to be.
For the first time since I’ve woken up, I wish I were dead.
Because I’m about to be, if they get me alone.
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