Lies You Tell
by LaQuette
A mob boss finding his dead lover alive six years after her death, shocking. Learning they’ve got a five-year-old son…deadly.
Six years ago Sanai Ward fled her life in Florida when her
lover’s infidelity nearly brings her life to a fiery end. Scared and devastated, Sanai starts over from
nothing, determined to create a safe and happy life for the child she discovers
she’s carrying.
Single parenthood isn’t easy. But the joy of watching her
beloved Nazario thrive is more than enough motivation to ignore the ache in her
heart for the man that shattered her soul.
Dante De Luca is a passionate man who’s had his life stolen
from him. Six years ago he was in love
and happy, until his woman was killed in a fire. Sanai was gone. There was nothing left in the ashes but the
locket he’d placed around her neck. Too
angry to deal with his loss, Dante seeks to make the rest of the world pay for
his broken heart by forming an unholy covenant with an unspeakable ally. He knows he’ll live to regret it, but signing
away your humanity to the devil seems meaningless when your soul is already
gone.
When an accident involving a family member draws Dante to
New York, and forces an unexpected meeting between he and Sanai, Dante has to
decide what’s more important. His rage
and revenge, or the safety of the woman he once loved and the health of their
son?
Just when Sanai’s deception is beginning to sting less,
Dante is faced with the fallout of his own lies. Will she forgive him? Will they survive them, or will their lives
become tragic casualties of the dangerous lies he told?
Excerpt:
Dante met the protection detail in the lobby and escorted one half to Nazario’s room. He made introductions with Big Tony and the medical staff, then had the remaining men follow him back to Sanai’s hospital ward.
As soon as he stepped into the room, the wrongness of it smacked him in the face. The hospital bed was missing, leaving a gaping hole in the center of the room. He ran out to the nurse’s station looking for Sanai’s nurse.
“Excuse me, is Janet around? Sanai Ward isn’t in her room. Did something happen?”
The young man in teal scrubs looked up from the chart in his hand and focused on Dante. “Hi, I’m Rick. I’m covering for Janet while she’s on break. Let me just go take a look.” The young man headed for Sanai’s room. He looked inside, his brow pinching as he encountered the empty room. He knocked on the en suite bathroom, opened the door, and found it empty too.
He checked around a few more places on the ward and still couldn’t find Sanai. He returned to the nurses’ station and picked up the telephone. “I’m sorry sir,” he said as his fingers frantically pressed the digits on the keypad. “I don’t know where Ms. Ward is.” He held a hand up to Dante and focused his attention on the call. “Please page hospital police to L&D. We have a missing patient.”
Dante slammed his hand against the desk and turned to the men behind him. Before he could speak, his phone vibrated. He tapped on his messages and found a selfie of Sanai and Tomassa staring back at him. Before Dante had a chance to react a second message came through. If you want her back in one piece, you’ll do exactly as I say.
Dante felt the heavy weight of the pistol he always kept strapped to his ankle. His little piece of security just in case he ever had a run-in with his not-so-distant past. He might have left the mob, but some of the old ways still stuck with him. He tried not to dwell on the dark way he’d lived his life for those lost years. Sanai and Nazario were more than enough to make him forget who he used to be.
But knowing this crazed maniac had stolen the woman he loved forced him to turn his mental dial back to reset. Dante could feel Don DeLuca clicking into place.
Dante was a piece of work, yes. But Don DeLuca knew how to gut a bitch without flinching. A skill he planned to get plenty of practice executing tonight.
As soon as he stepped into the room, the wrongness of it smacked him in the face. The hospital bed was missing, leaving a gaping hole in the center of the room. He ran out to the nurse’s station looking for Sanai’s nurse.
The young man in teal scrubs looked up from the chart in his hand and focused on Dante. “Hi, I’m Rick. I’m covering for Janet while she’s on break. Let me just go take a look.” The young man headed for Sanai’s room. He looked inside, his brow pinching as he encountered the empty room. He knocked on the en suite bathroom, opened the door, and found it empty too.
He checked around a few more places on the ward and still couldn’t find Sanai. He returned to the nurses’ station and picked up the telephone. “I’m sorry sir,” he said as his fingers frantically pressed the digits on the keypad. “I don’t know where Ms. Ward is.” He held a hand up to Dante and focused his attention on the call. “Please page hospital police to L&D. We have a missing patient.”
Dante slammed his hand against the desk and turned to the men behind him. Before he could speak, his phone vibrated. He tapped on his messages and found a selfie of Sanai and Tomassa staring back at him. Before Dante had a chance to react a second message came through. If you want her back in one piece, you’ll do exactly as I say.
Dante felt the heavy weight of the pistol he always kept strapped to his ankle. His little piece of security just in case he ever had a run-in with his not-so-distant past. He might have left the mob, but some of the old ways still stuck with him. He tried not to dwell on the dark way he’d lived his life for those lost years. Sanai and Nazario were more than enough to make him forget who he used to be.
But knowing this crazed maniac had stolen the woman he loved forced him to turn his mental dial back to reset. Dante could feel Don DeLuca clicking into place.
Dante was a piece of work, yes. But Don DeLuca knew how to gut a bitch without flinching. A skill he planned to get plenty of practice executing tonight.
Author Bio:
LaQuette is an erotic, multicultural romance author of M/F and
M/M love stories. Her writing style brings intellect to the drama.
She often crafts emotionally epic, fantastical tales that are deeply pigmented
by reality's paintbrush. Her novels are filled with a unique
mixture of savvy, sarcastic, brazen, and unapologetically sexy characters
who are confident in their right to appear on the page.
This bestselling Erotic Romance Author is the 2016 Author of the
Year Golden Apple Award Winner, 2015 Swirl Awards Bronze Winner in
Romantic Suspense, and 2015 Georgia Romance Writers Maggie Award Finalist in
Erotic Romance. LaQuette—a native of Brooklyn, New York—spends her time catering
to her three distinct personalities: Wife, Mother, and Educator.
Writing—her escape from everyday madness—has always been a
friend and source of comfort. At the age of sixteen she read her first
romance novel and realized the genre was missing something: people that looked
and lived like her. As a result, her characters and settings are always
designed to provide positive representations of people of color and various
marginalized communities.
She
loves hearing from readers and discussing the crazy characters that are running
around in her head causing so much trouble. Contact her on Facebook,
Twitter, her website, NovelsbyLaQuette.com, Amazon, her
Facebook group, LaQuette's Lounge, and via email at LaQuette@NovelsbyLaQuette.com
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