Monday, September 12, 2016

Catch a Clue- Find an Author


Every Monday catch a clue about a new to you mystery, thriller, or suspense book or author. 

Authors: In comments give readers a five sentence passage from one of your books. 

Include:
Title
Author
genre (mystery, thriller, suspense)
buy link
Website or Amazon Author page link. 

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3 comments:

Paty Jager said...

Shandra sat on a log, her back to the body. Her arms were wrapped around Sheba’s neck. She’d tried everything she could think of to console the dog, but Sheba wouldn’t stop whimpering.
“It’s okay, girl. There’s nothing we can do for that person except help Ryan find out what happened.”

Deadly Aim: A Shandra Higheagle Mystery
Murder mystery
Paty Jager

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Min Edwards said...

Title: Stone Cold, Book 1 in the High Tide suspense series
Author: Min Edwards
Genre: Suspense
Buy Link: Stone Cold, Book 1 in the High Tide Suspense series
Website: MinEdwards.com

Diana could do nothing but gasp as she covered her mouth with the hand not clutching the bag of muffins. She anticipated at least harsh words from the man, but she wouldn’t be surprised at something more violent. He was big and burly like her ex-husband. And like him, maybe he was prone to fits of extreme temper. Temper that could cause harm to her as her husband’s had.
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Christina said...

Title: Skin of Tattoos
Author: Christina Hoag
Genre: Thriller
Buy link:Amazon: Ebook & Paperback
Website: www.ChristinaHoag.com
I was bellied up to the bar at El Gato Rey after work, tossing peanuts into my mouth and watching a dancer wiggle her ass in a green G-string, killing time before going to meet Paloma, when Blueboy slid onto a stool next to me. He signaled the bartender for a beer.
“You got visitors. Flaco and Jackie are in the alley. Tweety and Cojo are on the way.”
I frowned. “Whatup?”
Blueboy shrugged. “They say they’re coming in for a sitdown.”