LETHAL LIES Teaser Blitz
ABOUT THE BOOK
Title: LETHAL LIES
Author: Rebecca Zanetti
Series: Blood Brothers, #2
On Sale: May 16, 2017
Publisher: Forever
Trade Paperback: $14.99 USD
eBook: $5.99 USD
“4 1/2 stars! Top pick! This
is a true thriller that will keep readers frantically flipping the pages as
death and danger come at the protagonists from several directions. Zanetti's brilliance at storytelling is on full
display...When it comes to high-octane thrillers, they don't get better than
Zanetti!” —RT Book Reviews on LETHAL
LIES
“Zanetti balances the
adventure and menace of Zara and Ryker's lives with a relatable romance. The
result is a story that's sexy and emotional, and filled with a rich look at
love in all its forms.” —The Washington
Post on DEADLY SILENCE
“Budget your time, readers,
because this is one that's hard to put down.” —HeroesandHeartbreakers.com on DEADLY
SILENCE
A deadly secret can't stay
buried forever . . .
Revenge. It's the only thing
that will help Anya Best sleep at night. The serial killer who murdered her
sister is on the loose, and Anya will stop at nothing to put him behind bars—even
use herself as bait to lure him out of hiding. But she can't do this alone.
Private investigator Heath
Jones's job is to bring bastards to justice. This time it's personal. He knew
the Copper Killer's latest victim so when her sister asks for his help, he's
all in. But when Anya uses the media to taunt the killer, she exposes Heath's
identity, putting them both in jeopardy. Now, secrets buried long ago are
coming to light and the forces determined to destroy him are watching Heath's
every move, waiting to exact their own revenge. And they'll use anything and
anyone to get to Heath.
Teaser Excerpt!
“All the more
reason to get you out of town,” Heath said quietly.
She shook her
head. “No. I’m staying.” Her words were brave, but her chest hurt. No way could
she deal with a serial killer all on her own. She could train every day for the
rest of her life and not end up as practiced or as deadly as Heath already was,
and she knew it. “I understand you have other cases and people after you. So
leave, and I’ll handle this myself.”
“Those are big
words, baby,” he said softly.
Her lip
quivered, and she bit down on it. “I know. I promised her, Heath. It’s all I
have left to give to her.”
He paused,
understanding crossing his expression. “Ah, sweetheart. Your sister wouldn’t
want that for you.” His voice turned velvety and soft. Soothing.
Anya nodded. “I
know. But she was my sister. We shared blood and part of a childhood. She took
me trick-or-treating when I was five, and it’s one of my best memories. Then
when I needed help as an adult, she didn’t hesitate. She came to me right away,
like family. She was the first person I really cared about in far too long, and
it hurts like hell that I got her killed.”
He breathed
out, the emotion in his eyes deepening.
She swallowed.
“I have to do this for her. Either you understand that or you don’t.”
“Why don’t you
just let us handle it?”
She pressed her
point. “I could, but you need me. I’m the bait.” Inwardly, she winced at the
description. That wouldn’t help her to convince him. “Also, here’s the deal.
This could be a long op. At some point, you have to leave and deal with
whatever is haunting you from your past. When you do, I’ll just challenge him
again, and next time you won’t be around to assist.”
“That’s
extortion,” Heath said, amusement curving his lip.
She grinned.
“Apparently I’m getting quite good at it.”
Heath shook his
head. “You’re putting me in an untenable position, baby.”
“No, I’m not.”
She shrugged out of his hold. Finally. “I’m not yours to protect, Heath. We’re
not together, and we’re not responsible for each other.” The words sliced
through her even as she said them. “You’ve been more than clear on that score.”
“There’s
something here, Anya. Maybe something real and lasting, if I get everything
done I need to do.”
She blinked.
“What’s that?”
“The less you
know the better. Believe me.”
“What a bunch
of bullshit. Go back to your ‘This is fake’ proclamation,” she all but yelled.
“Your position is one of work . . . and this is just work.”
His chin
lifted. “You think this is just work?” The tone—low and filled with
tension—zinged through her body.
Her legs trembled
with the urge to take a step back. “Yes.”
“Want me to
prove otherwise?” His eyes darkened to the color of the sky right before
midnight hit.
As a threat, as
a warning, it was damn good. But she’d gone too far to give in now. “You
can’t.” Yeah, she’d just waved a red flag in front of a bull.
He didn’t move
a muscle. His focus on her was so absolute, she wanted to squirm. “You’re into
challenging dangerous men these days, aren’t you?”
She kept her
stance. “You’re not all that dangerous, Heath.”
His smile stole
her breath. Then he moved. Faster than she could track, he had her by the
armpits and up in the air as he carried her toward the bedroom with such speed
that her legs automatically wound around to clasp his rib cage. By the time she
sucked in air to protest, her butt was on the bed, and he was flattening
himself over her.
She struggled,
her body on fire, fighting the urge to laugh out loud.
His mouth
crushed hers, and she stilled.
Heat.
Fire.
True danger.
He held nothing
back, kissing her hard, pressing her head into the comforter. His tongue worked
hers, his powerful body plastered against hers, and his hands dug into her hair
to hold her in place. Desire spun so quickly into need she couldn’t breathe,
even when he wasn’t controlling her mouth.
She shifted
against him, closing her eyes to kiss him back. This was what she’d wanted. All
of this.
He nipped her
lip, soothing the slight pain with another kiss. Then he traced along her
jawline, kissing and nipping, finally reaching her earlobe, where he bit.
She arched
against him, letting out a soft sigh.
“Anya.” His
fingers tangled in her hair, and erotic pain tingled down her scalp. One of his
strong arms slid around her waist and then down. His palm spread across her
butt, and he ground her against his hard cock.
Pleasure
swamped her, and mini explosions flew through her sex. The idea passed,
somewhat fleetingly, that he wasn’t playing. Not at all.
Yet she
couldn’t stop herself. Her knees widened, and she rubbed against him. “This
feels real,” she whispered.
PREORDER THE BOOK HERE
THE BLOOD BROTHERS SERIES
DEADLY SILENCE, #1
LETHAL LIES, #2
TWISTED TRUTHS, #3
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Rebecca Zanetti is the author
of over twenty-five romantic suspense, dark paranormal, and contemporary
romances, and her books have appeared multiple times on the New York Times, USA
Today, and Amazon bestseller lists. She has received a Publisher's Weekly
Starred Review for Wicked Edge, Romantic Times Reviewer Choice Nominations for
Forgotten Sins and Sweet Revenge, and RT Top Picks for several of her novels. She lives in the wilds of the Pacific Northwest
with her own alpha hero, two kids, a couple of dogs, a crazy cat...and a huge
extended family. She believes strongly
in luck, karma, and working her butt off...and she thinks one of the best
things about being an author, unlike the lawyer she used to be, is that she can
let the crazy out.
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