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Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Southern Belle Promotions Presents: Come Hell or High Water; #ReleaseBlitz, #NowAvailable, #Live, #Review

Title: Come Hell or High Water
Author: Britney King
Series: Water Trilogy #3
Release Date: April 19, 2017

Rating:  4 Stars
Told in the first person.  Alternating persons.


Disclosure of Material Connection:  I received this book for review from the Southern Belle Promotions and the author.  I was not compensated nor was I required to write a positive review.  The opinions I have expressed are my own.  I am posting this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255:  "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising".




“I’ve been studying her for weeks. I know how she takes her coffee, the color she prefers on her nails, the way her mouth moves when she sleeps. I don’t know what she looks like when she’s happy. But I will.”

When Cheryl Steinbeck-Edwards makes the decision to get in a car with a potential contractor, meticulous hitman Jude Riley and his lovely wife Kate, it appears to be the perfect partnership. Turns out, nothing is perfect, and getting in that car was a poor choice, to say the least.

When Kate decides not to kill the woman, as she and her husband agreed, a series of events, some might even call it karma, conspire to turn their worst fears turn into reality.



  


My Thoughts:

This story starts with an interesting poem.  It’s that poem that sets the tone for the story.  Please take the time to read it – even if poems aren’t your thing. 

Kate seems to be speaking to the reader – gives us a sense of her thoughts and impressions.  You start off thinking that Kate is the only one that’s going to be our eyes in this bizarre tale but then Jude lets us see what his thoughts are.  The sad part is we see children are involved in the twisted life of Kate and Jude.  The sadder part is that it is something that can happen in real life – it shows how much influence a parent has over how their children behave.

This seems to be a very dysfunctional family with some really serious issues.  The bad news is that this is a very addicting tale.  You think you can put it down but two minutes later you’ve picked it up again.  I’m a fan of the show Criminal Minds and I can see this trilogy taking up the whole season.  It takes someone who is very creative that as you read their work, you can picture it fitting right in with one of your favorite programs.

It’s a very intriguing and suspenseful story that will have you on the edge of your seat until the very end.  But just like in some shows, you’re left hanging wondering what is going to come next.  You can almost hear the music playing as the ending scene fades out.  I can’t wait to see where this author takes her readers next.







I’ve been studying her for months. I know how she takes her coffee, the color she prefers on her nails, the way her mouth moves when she sleeps. I don’t know what she looks like when she’s happy. But I will.

That’s not to say I meant to keep her this long. And, of course, you, well you, never intended to keep her at all. But then, what’s done is done.

“I want you to be happy here,” I told her the first week she was here, not long after we let the drugs wear off completely.

“I don’t see how that’s possible,” she said.

“Tell me what makes you happy.”

I could see her thinking about my question; I could see that I’d set something into motion. It wasn’t immediate—most things that are truly great rarely are, but eventually her lips turned upward. Slowly, she broke out into a full-on smile, and it was like the sun coming out on a cloudy day. “He makes me happy.”

“Your husband,” I said. It wasn’t a question. Mostly because it hadn’t occurred to me that it should be.

She laughed just slightly. The smile remained. “Something like that.”

“I see,” I told her, raising my brow.

She looked at me then, really looked at me. The smile faded but her eyes lit up. “Not yet, you don’t,” she said. “But you will.”






Britney King writes modern love stories for mature audiences. She also enjoys suspense and often finds her sweet spot penning a good mixture of the two.

Britney is the author of eight novels and is currently at work on number nine.

She lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat and a partridge in a pear tree.

 

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Monday, October 31, 2016

Southern Belle Promotions Presents: Dead In the Water by Britney King; #CoverReveal, #ComingSoon, #PreOrder



Title: Dead in the Water
Author: Britney King
Release Date: Jan 17, 2016
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He’s a contract killer.

She murders for fun.

Smack dab in the middle of suburbia,

few married couples are as competitive as Jude and Kate.

But then, most married couples probably

don’t keep score in the form of body counts.

Each hell-bent on a silent pact to out-do the other,

the games begin—

only there are no rules.

And who ends up on top is anyone’s guess.

But with these two, one thing’s for sure—

not everyone comes out alive.

Because there are a few things they can agree on:

All is fair in love and war.

And if they can’t make it work—

they’re dead in the water.
















Britney King writes modern love stories for mature audiences. She also enjoys suspense and often finds her sweet spot penning a good mixture of the two.

Britney is the author of seven novels and is currently at work on number eight.

She lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat and a partridge in a pear tree.



    


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Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Southern Belle Promotions Presents: Water Under the Bridge by Britney King; #ReleaseBlitz, #NowAvailable,



Title: Water Under the Bridge
Author: Britney King
Release Date: Oct 25, 2016
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My whole life I’ve wanted nothing more than to fit in.

Only, my whole life I’ve done anything but.

That’s probably because I’m anything but average. After all—female serial killers seem to be a minority in today’s society.

And that’s ok—because I’ve longed for a change for quite some time now.

Which brings me back around to fitting in.

You know what one has to do to fit in?

I do.

One has to blend.

Which is great news!

Because I realize my clock is ticking, so to speak, and now I want a family. Luckily, I’ve always been good at getting what I want.

So I figure what better place to blend than suburbia?

All that stuff I did before—it’s water under the bridge now. I just hope it’s not too late to change my ways. Here’s to hoping for suburbia’s sake, too.

I mean, what are the odds I could be the girl next door?

Apparently, they’re better than you might think.


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Your whole life you’ve wanted to fit in.

Only your whole life you’ve done anything but.

That’s probably because you’re anything but average— you’re a killer— but, then so am I.

You say you’ve longed for a change for quite some time now.

This is good because, well, me too.

Your clock is ticking, you want a family, but you waste so much time.

I know because I’m watching, waiting, blending.

What you don’t realize is if you want me, and I think you do, then you'll have to change your ways because sometimes hunters become hunted.

But what are the odds of that happening in suburbia?

Apparently, they’re better than you might think.





  

    






You told me by candlelight last night that your real name is not Ryan as it said on the dating site, as you said at dinner. It’s Jude. I wasn’t surprised. We all become someone different online. As you ran the tips of your fingers across my cheek, you promised you were sorry for lying, and then you showed me when you touched my scars with your lips. You asked for the truth about them, but I didn’t give it to you. You don’t get to be the only one who lies. Which is why I haven’t told you exactly who or what I am.

It isn’t time for whole truths about anything.

Speaking of names, it took a lot to pry Amy’s last name from your lips, and you see… you do still keep her close to your heart. You’re protecting her. This is how I know. It’s dangerous, Jude. She is dangerous, and you need closure, you really do. It’s too much to go around carrying the weight of her, believe me, I know. Morris was the answer you gave when you finally relented—but you lied. Your jaw did this twitchy thing, and that’s how I knew. We all have our tells, and apparently, that’s yours.

“No doubt, she’s married now,” you add, to cover your tracks, to conceal your lies, and you are still in denial, still protecting her, and it’s okay because, luckily, I know how to hunt people.

Later, I withdrew in your lies, and you sensed me pull away.

I started slowly at first, retreating into myself and then I left and didn’t speak to you for four days. You let me have my space, at first. I’ll give you that. But the thing you need to know about women is that it isn’t space we want, not really. We want a fight. We want a man willing to burn for us—someone willing to put it all on the line. We want to go to war.

I know you have it in you, I do. This is why I don’t return your calls. This is why I play hard to get when the truth is I miss you. I miss the way your arms feel around me, the way your eyes bore holes into my soul—all the ways you seem to know me even though you don’t. So on the fourth day, when you show up at my door, this is why I practically leap into your arms. You aren’t confused like most men would be. Not you. You come bearing gifts that aren’t flowers. You come bearing breakfast and plane tickets, and you are a warrior, Jude, you are.









Britney King writes modern love stories for mature audiences. She also enjoys suspense and often finds her sweet spot penning a good mixture of the two.

Britney is the author of seven novels and is currently at work on number eight.

She lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat and a partridge in a pear tree.


   


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