Release Blitz: Mercenary (Deadliest Lies #2) by Michele Mannon
Series: Deadliest Lies #2
Author: Michele Mannon
Genre: Sexy Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 6, 2016
Sometimes in life, choices just aren't part of the plan. When fate interferes and bulldozes right over you.
That's how I felt the first time I saw him. Standing in my kitchen, soaking wet, hotter than a man has the right to be, and holding a knife.
Declan's cold, stone-cold. I can't help but want him. His presence stirs up some raw emotion within me. He seems so...alone. But is he here to kill me or save me?
He's the one man I should never want...and the one I can never forget.
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Three Boundless Stars
I was provided a copy of Mercenary via Netgalley in exchange for an honest review. First off I didn’t realize this was book 2 in a series when I requested it. We are given enough backstory that I wasn’t lost. But reading the blurb on book one Rogue, I just felt that I was missing a lot of backstory that I needed for the underlying story in Mercenary. However, by reading Mercenary first, I am pretty sure the plot is blown for Rouge. I am still going to go back and read it.
There are several things about this story that are so clichéd that I had a hard time getting into it. Virgin heroin that falls madly in “lust/love” with our “hero” from his first kiss is one of them. Madelyn is depicted as a smoking hot smart girl; nerd or not she would not be heading off to college and just experiencing her first kiss. Then there is Declan who is a jackass to Madelyn so other than he is hot I don’t understand his appeal. But she is so naïve that she is convinced that she can bring out the better man. She was being treated like crap and played from so many angles yet kept acting like everything would be alright.
Declan is trying to Flush out Madelyn’s sister who betrayed his company and using Madelyn as bait, really great guy! And when I say company I mean covert company of Mercenaries. The complete story of the sister’s betrayal, I assume happened in book one and we only get pieces of what happened in book 2.
There is intrigue, action, danger, sex, and a boss who I’m not quite sure isn’t a bad guy. I do know that this is a series I want to explore more and will be going back and reading book one.
Spice Level HOT
SET UP: Madelyn is in hiding from an unknown threat and she calls the one man who can help her, a handsome, frightening stranger who has already helped her once. A man who left her his phone number in case of an emergency. The man of her fantasies who is now standing before her.
“Why (call) me?” he asks.
I blink, his question catching me by surprise. “I, um, needed you . . .” I forget what I’m about to say, forget everything as I feel his hand skim across my abdomen.
Oh my God. His touch is just as I imagined it . . . maybe slightly rougher with the friction.
“This why…?” I swallow hard. It’s like I’m an open book and he’s reading the naughty, dirty descriptions I’ve written about him…about us. And now, he’s putting my words, my desires, into action.
“You called me?”
I gasp, as his palm presses against my skin, firmly like there’s no mistaking it’s there yet not hard enough to be a punishing touch. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Just as well.” He slides his hand lower, his fingertips dipping beneath my bikini bottom.
This is what you want from me? To get you off with my fingers. To make you come from my touch. Make you whimper my name and beg for more. Finish what that punk couldn’t manage to do?”
My mind races in a mad dash with my heartbeat. Is this what I want? Now, under these circumstances? “I can’t whimper your name,” I remind him. “I don’t know your name.” And there he goes again…what does he mean by “that little punk?”
I stiffen with surprised excitement mixed in with a hell of a lot of well-earned nervousness when he rubs me there, circling around my sensitive hood and causing a tingle to spread throughout my body.
But he doesn’t stop there. Oh. My. God. He’s moving lower, arching his finger so the tip pushes into my entrance…penetrating me a fraction of an inch.
“I don’t know anything about you,” I whisper, “and you wrote to call in case of an emergency. I have no one else to turn to…”
He freezes, suddenly tense. Then he shakes his head. Abruptly, his hand is gone, leaving me cold where a second ago I was warm. Wickedly, wildly warm. With a swift kick, he knocks my duffle bag out of his way and stalks into the bathroom.
I hear water running, and I bite my lip.
Nothing is clear. Everything is twisted…even my allowing him to touch me like that. What’s come over me?
Minutes pass before he reenters the bedroom. His hair is wet yet again. But his manner is different. Frigid. Ice cold, as he stands beside the bed, scowling down at me.
“What’s going to happen next is your own fault.”
I blink, fighting against the glare from the lamp that’s reflecting off the cool metal object he’s holding in his hand.
Shit. Oh. Shit.
He’s picked up the knife.
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Michele Mannon creates characters who are far from perfect; who are likely to be knee-deep in trouble, heart-first in love and at wits’ end when life unexpectedly, unequivocally turns to hell. Her debut series, Worth the Fight, received two Romantic Times Magazine Top Picks.
Her new sexy romantic suspense series with St. Martin’s Press, Deadliest Lies, releases in August 2016, beginning with ROGUE, a story about what happens when your own organization sends a hit man after you mistakenly, heart-wrenchingly kill your lover.
Michele lives in Pennsylvania but likes traveling to exotic places, including the NJ shore. She’s fond of Skinny Cinnamon Dolce Lattes, quick-witted, Irish-accented men, a good story, and lots and lots of laughter.
For more information about Michele, please visit her website: http://www.michelemannon.com
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