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Monday, April 21, 2014

NEW! Mystery Monday


Theft, secrets, lies, intrigue, murder, espionage, or the unexplainable. Does your novel have something to hide? Post a 300-word teaser to keep us guessing, but don't give too much away! Be sure to add your website/blog link and one link to where your other books can be found. Example: Your Amazon Author's Page.
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1 comment:

Stacy Juba said...

Here is a teaser from my mystery/romantic suspense novel Twenty-Five Years Ago Today.

Blurb: For twenty-five years, Diana Ferguson’s killer has gotten away with murder. When rookie obit writer and newsroom editorial assistant Kris Langley investigates the cold case of the artistic young cocktail waitress who was obsessed with Greek and Roman mythology, not only does she fall in love with Diana’s sexy nephew, but she must also fight to stay off the obituary page herself.

Excerpt: Not knowing Diana's whereabouts must've tormented Irene. Kris's family had agonized over Nicole's disappearance. As one day blended into the next, Nicole had seemed further and further away.
Finding her was worse.

Kris had learned a new phrase that May, a litany that surged back into her mind, drumming to the beat of the windshield wipers.
If only.

If only it hadn't rained the afternoon Nicole disappeared.
If only she hadn't climbed into the car with Randolph Coltraine.
If only Aunt Susan were home when Nicole called for a ride.
Kris swallowed the metallic taste in her mouth. If only I hadn’t tricked her.
She chose the long route home, driving fast. Kris hadn't driven in New York and had forgotten the thrill of a climbing speedometer. Her first week back, she'd landed a speeding ticket.

Kris skidded onto the Fremont State College campus, her tires kicking up tufts of snow. She passed dorms, tennis courts and the library before parking in front of the deserted baseball field. White trees cast shapeless shadows across the broad expanse of snow. A chunk of ice slid off the roof, hitting the front window. Kris jumped, her hand to her heart.
"No one's out there," she murmured, gazing into the woods. "Not now."
But once.

Beyond those trees, Diana had lain dead.
Police crowded the scene, their search over.
Middle-aged reporter Dex Wagner scribbled in his notebook.
Twenty-five years ago today.

Reviews, retail links and book trailer at: http://stacyjuba.com/blog/books-2/twenty-five-years-ago-today/

Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Stacy-Juba/e/B002OXLSDE/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1