Thank you for embracing the new Carita Cove romantic mystery, Maggie and the Hidden Homicide. I’m glad you’re liking it. Here’s the latest sneak peek. Maggie’s on the hunt for clues to the latest homicide, and her handsome buddy Reese is not buying her innocent act for a minute:
“Explain to me again why we’re doing this,” Reese said. He had his back to her, and wore black trousers with creases so sharp they could cut you, topped with his favorite black Hugo Boss cotton blazer. “I hate these stuffy charity things. Why can’t I just mail them a check?”
He turned around, and they both gasped.”You like?” he asked with a smile.
“You know I love purple,” she said. A silk shirt peeked out from his open jacket, offering a tantalizing hint of the muscular chest beneath. The shirt was the color of a ripe plum, velvety and lush. It set off the deep cobalt blue of his eyes and the rich gold of his hair. He looked very sleek and fashion-conscious, every inch the handsome celebrity, even with the wild beard. “You look great.”
“You’re not looking so bad yourself,” he said with a smirk. He was checking out her gold Naeem Khan cocktail dress with an appreciative air. “I forgot how good you are at playing dress-up.”
“Yeah, I had ten years of experience as a dutiful trophy wife whose only purpose was to stand around being pretty.” She patted her stomach. “Even if I’m a couple sizes larger now.” She turned in the dress, letting the layers of glittering fringe flow around her. “Not bad, huh?”
“Not bad at all, Magdalena.” He took her hand and twirled her around, dancing to the tune of the ocean waves outside. “Why don’t we stay home and make some beautiful music together?” he whispered in her ear.
She pulled back. “Nope.” She broke away from him and shut the door, locking out the ocean sound. “We need to go to this party.”
He narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously. “Why? What are you up to?”
Maggie’s up to something. Find out what now:
Maggie and the Hidden Homicide is available today!
In this latest murder mystery, Maggie is sure the police are on the wrong track again. So of course she starts investigating on her own, and soon ends up smack in the middle of the case:
Just before midnight, Maggie knocked on Casablanca’s big front door.
Reese came to the door shirtless and in jeans, and she found herself doing the thing she usually did when she was stressed out: falling into his arms for a reassuring hug.
He held her close and patted her back and said, “what is it? what’s wrong?”
She pulled away when she got herself under control and explained that she was heading out to an abandoned building in the middle of the night to meet a suspected murderer.
He took the news reasonably well.
“Are you out of your mind?!” he shouted….
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In Hidden Homicide, poor Maggie stumbles across another dead body, and of course she is sure the police are after the wrong person. She’s not going to give up until she finds the truth. In the meantime, her buddy Reese Stevens is back in town, and determined to convince Maggie to take their relationship to the next level:
A figure came toward Maggie out of the fog.
It was a man, well over six feet tall, dressed only in shorts and running shoes, and even in the gray fog he seemed to have a golden glow about him, with blond hair glistening with mist, sun-bronzed skin on his bare chest and long legs, and well-defined muscles that made her unconsciously take in a breath at the sheer beauty of him.
She shook her head to clear it. “Reese! You’re back?”
He enveloped her in a big hug. She could feel his heart’s steady pulse against her ear as she rested her head against his chest.
He bent his head down and kissed her. Not a peck on the cheek as had been the usual limit of their contact. But a full-on, open-mouthed, straight-out-of-a-chick-flick kiss that truly swept her off her feet and left her leaning against him for balance.
When she got her breath back she pulled away from him. “Um,” she said eloquently, and he laughed….
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Under the boardwalk, down by the sea…
A job at an oceanfront amusement park had seemed like a fun way to spend the summer, but after her friend disappears, Hallie Reed begins to wonder if working in a haunted house is such a good idea:
Hallie’s scream echoed the ride’s sound effects as she felt a pair of powerful arms pull her back and off her feet.
She felt an instinctive terror coupled with disbelief. Attacked by a monster in a haunted house? This couldn’t be happening.
But this wasn’t one of the animated figures that sprang to life every time patrons passed by. This was a purely human monster, the kind she knew too well. She felt his breath warm on her neck, and heard him grunt with exertion as he struggled to get control of her flailing arms and legs.
She reached up behind her and scratched at where his face would be….
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A Valentine’s Day Treat!
Thanks to a lost little pup and a little clever amateur sleuthing, two lonely people will solve a mystery and find each other. Don’t miss this sweet Pajaro Bay short story.
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