Monday, April 04, 2016

Catch a Clue- Find New Authors

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. 

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Courtney Pierce said...

INDIGO LAKE - Book 2 of the Dushane Sisters Trilogy
by Courtney Pierce
Humorous mystery
Buy it on Amazon:


"Olivia Novak," Woody whispered. "Who the hell are you?" He wrapped the crystal apple in the towel to quell the blaze. This memento he'd take home - and one other for a different reason. He didn't want anyone's hands on it but his.

Stepping to the kitchen windowsill, Woody seized the cloudy Lydia Pinkham's Elixir bottle - without a rinse - and slipped it into his jacket pocket, already heavy with a story. The inciting incident, the motive, and the evidence were now united.

Sybil Johnson said...

PAINT THE TOWN DEAD - Book 2 in the Aurora Anderson Mystery Series
by Sybil Johnson
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The rock crashed through the window, barely missing Rory Anderson's head, and slammed into the bookcase behind her. Seconds later, she heard the revving of an engine followed by the squeal of tires as a car sped away.

Rory's heart leapt into her throat. She gaped at the jagged hole in the window in front of her desk and swiveled her chair around to look behind her, where a dozen paperbacks had tumbled out of the bookcase onto the hardwood floor. Nestled among them lay the fist-sized rock that had come close to knocking her out.

Ritter Ames said...

COUNTERFEIT CONSPIRACIES - Book 1 in the Bodies of Art Mysteries Series
by Ritter Ames
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Holding his gaze, I sheathed my knife, dug into another pouch, and threw a capped vial into the darkness between myself and potential capture. The glass broke, and when the chemicals inside hit the air, a dense smoke obscured all vision. But I had already calculated the distance to the nearest window, moved to it, and affixed a suction cup with a braided nylon line to the wall. The painting protected in one hand, my remaining gloved fist, now fitted with brass knuckles, shattered the narrow pane. I slid through the turret’s slit window, taking a few shards of glass along for the ride, and rappelled down the rough stone wall to the manicured lawn.

Kaye George said...

FAT CAT TAKES THE CAKE, book 3 in the Fat Cat cozy mystery series
Janet Cantrell (aka Kaye George)

When their former classmate Richard “Dickie” Byrd throws a high school reunion to gather support for his mayoral campaign, it drums up some not-so-sweet memories for dessert shop proprietor Chase Oliver and her friend Julie Larson. Julie would rather not reconnect with Ron North, the creepy kid who had a crush on her back in the day. His social graces haven’t exactly improved with age, but is he creepy enough to kill?

The next day, Chase is in the park testing a new cat harness for Quincy, who quickly proves that he cannot be leashed. But when his escape leads Chase to Ron’s body, the police wonder who else got away. Now, with Julie suspected of murder, Chase must prove her innocence before the real killer plans another fatal reunion.

Cynthia Luhrs said...

by Cynthia Luhrs
Amazon -
Website - http:/

If I had known that was the last day I’d see my mama alive, I would have begged that big ole gator to swallow me whole.
Snap. No more Hope.
Instead I find myself standing in the middle of the kitchen, bags of groceries in my arms, staring out at the ocean. I was right. Someone was following me. I thought I’d been so careful. Gotten away with the things I’d done. A man stands in front of me, gun leveled at my black heart.
“Bad little girls always get what they deserve.”
Sooner or later everyone pays. I close my eyes and wait.

Cindy Brown said...

THE SOUND OF MURDER - Book 2 in the Ivy Meadows mystery series
by Cindy Brown
humorous mystery

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“I’m going to call Guinness World Records,”Uncle Bob said. “See if they have a category for ‘latest person in the world,’ or maybe ‘the only person in the world who can get up at four in the morning and still be late for work.’”
Then he looked up from the computer and saw my face. “Oh shit,” he said, standing up. “Did you burn down something else?”

KM Rockwood said...

STEELED FOR MURDER Jesse Damon Crime Novel # 1
by KM Rockwood
Crime Novel

Amazon link to the ebook ($2.99):

"You sure you got nothing to tell me?" Detective Belkins tapped me hard on the chest. I would have a bruise there. I ignored it.

"Yes, sir."

He smiled. A thin, mean smirk. "Jesse Damon, you're under arrest for the murder of Mitchell Robinson."

Marilyn Meredith a.k.a. F. M. Meredith said...

F. M. Meredith

It never failed. On a holiday or a scheduled day off, or right in the middle of a great night’s sleep, the phone rang, like it just did.

Without opening his eyes, Detective Doug Milligan reached for his phone and answered. “Milligan.”

“You’re needed at the old pier.” The voice belonged to Sergeant Abel Navarro. “Homicide. Zachary will meet you there.”

Lynn C. Willis said...

Wink of an Eye: A Gypsy Moran Mystery (Book 1) (Shamus Award finalist, Winner of the SMP/PWA Best 1st PI Novel competition
Lynn Chandler Willis

“My father didn’t kill himself.” The kid’s voice crackled with pubescent hormones. But other than the wavering voice, he had an unflinching determination. It was the third time he’d made the statement since showing up at my sister’s house this morning.

The kid was twelve, and staring at me through a clump of blond hair that fell over his right eye. He was in dire need of a haircut. But I’m not the fashion police so it didn’t matter to me if he got one or not.

“Look . . . Tatum, sometimes we don’t always understand why people do the things they do.” My own voice was scratchy from morning grogginess.

“He didn’t kill himself.” That was number four. Not that I was counting.

Kait said...

DEATH BY SUNKEN TREASURE (Book #2 of the Hayden Kent Series)
Kait Carson
Traditional mystery

“That ain’t all that was in easy view.”
His eyes bulged as I lifted my hand from the coins. For the first time I realized just how dangerous Mike’s actions had been. If the gold affected my boss this way, what would it do to disgruntled partners?

Amanda DeWees said...

With This Curse
By Amanda DeWees
Victorian romantic suspense / gothic romance

“You sound as if you do not believe in the curse,” I said, curious in spite of myself.
He shrugged, and I noticed again the breadth of his shoulders; I had remembered him as a spindly youth, but perhaps my memory of him had been colored by dislike, either mine or Richard’s. Or perhaps he had a tailor as clever as his cobbler. “My belief in it is immaterial,” he said. “It’s the fact that all of the marriageable ladies in my circle believe in it that presents the difficulty. And hence I come to you.”

Kate Baray said...

MISTAKEN (A Seth Beauregard Story)
K.D. Baray
Thriller Short ($2.99 or KU)

The dead body, the smell, the blood–it hit him all at once. Worse, he started to calculate his chances of living past the next twenty-four hours. He barely made it to the bathroom in time. Bile stung his throat and nose as his stomach heaved. Head hanging over the basin and stomach churning, he realized he had to run. Now.

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Jane Turzillo said...

Unsolved Murders & Disappearances in Northeast Ohio
True Crime ($21.99)

She was young, somewhere between twenty-five and thirty. She was pretty, with chestnut hair and brown eyes, about five feet, six inches tall and weighing 125 pounds. And she was dead. Her body was cast off like some forgotten rag doll in a clump of weeds along State Street, not far from well-traveled River Road in East Liverpool, a town located in the Ohio Valley on the Ohio River.
An eighteen-year-old high school football player, Sam Winters, came upon her body around seven thirty in the morning on Saturday, June 3, 1944.

Sally Christie said...

I've put your blog in my Writerly Round-Up posting, tomorrow.

If I Should Die: Murder, Embezzlement, Betrayal and Silence Kindle Edition
by Sally Franklin Christie (Author), Kim Richards Gilchrist (Editor)


Releasing Tuesday 12 April, Pre-Order Now $2.99

Peyton Farley has settled into a new life in southwest Montana. Research and fact checking for a local newspaper is a perfectly safe job, or is it?

One morning, Peyton awakens and finds a strange man in lace up work boots who is bleeding out on her kitchen floor. As Peyton calls 911 from her bedroom, someone is stealing the body.

Sharon Ervin said...

Standing stiffly at attention, I clenched my hands and set my eyes on the state seal mounted on the wall behind the bench so I was looking toward but not directly at the judge.
“Ms. Krease, I asked if you’re paying attention?” the judge said, raising his voice a third.
I lowered my gaze to his face.
Bushy eyebrows veed over his hawkish nose. I tried not to think about the two dozen other people in the courtroom, all silent and still.

These are the opening sentences of JINGO STREET, a romantic suspense, by Sharon Ervin.

Blurb: Max Marcowitz murdered his first man when he was eight years old. Removed from their home, Max and his mentally disabled older brother Rosco failed in foster care and were sent to Delete, a state facility for wayward boys. By the time they were 12 and 15, Max and Rosco ran away. A natural con man, Max shined shoes, ran errands, posed for pornography, pimped, anything to support himself and Rosco.  Eventually, Max became a hit man.  

Max is 36 years old, notorious, charming, and semiretired when he meets Anne Krease, 24, a naive lawyer. who grew up sheltered like a hothouse flower. JINGO STREET is Max’s story told from Anne’s viewpoint. Badly mismatched, the chemistry between Max and Anne sizzles. JINGO STREET is not a happily-ever-after romance, but rather women's fiction about crime vs. justice. 


Ethan said...

Confessions (Reno, PD, Bk 1)
Ethan Stone
DSP Publications:

Because of the number of punctures, it took us hours to catalogue the ones on the front of the body. Five hundred and sixteen cuts, with lengths between half an inch and two inches. Many were superficial, barely slicing the skin, but some were as deep as three inches.
I couldn’t be sure, of course, but it appeared the killer had been controlled and methodical. None of the wounds seemed to have been inflicted without total deliberateness; this guy had purposely made each and every gash.