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Trained to Kill… a new Keller County Cops book

TrainedToKillCoverArt72dpi__33274.1367097035.1280.1280The sixth book in my Keller County Cops series, Trained to Kill, is out… and I’m so excited. I just finished writing the seventh and final book, Code of Vengeance, so I have one more to go in this series. COV will come out this fall.

Trained to Kill is available at Desert Breeze Publishing, Amazon, Barnes and Nobles, and many other online outlets.

Blurb for Trained to Kill:

Keller County precision marksman Cadence Holly, a member of the Sheriff’s Emergency Response Team, believes she doesn’t have anything to prove to her new unit because her she’s good at what she does. Detective Brody Remington, a former military sniper, along with the rest of their unit, disagrees. Brody spends most of his time berating Cadence, until she proves him wrong by taking a shot he can’t make.

Brody regrets the way he’s treated Cadence. As he struggles to get back into her good graces, Eugene Dunham, a man seeking revenge for his brother’s arrest and subsequent murder, targets Brody. Once Dunham realizes Brody and Cadence have formed a bond, he sets his sights on Cadence, setting up a frightening game of cat and mouse that can end only one way. Will Brody get to her in time?

Excerpt:

“Well, turn me over and paint me blue. I know we’re short on qualified shooters, but the sheriff’s really scraping the bottom of the barrel if he sent you to sniper school.”

“Excuse me? What did you just say?” Cadence spun to glower at Brody Remington, a veteran of the Sheriff’s Emergency Response Team — better known as SERT — who’d made detective less than a month before. He was right about the department. Budget cuts had prevented the sheriff from sending more than two or three applicants to the state training academy for specialized training, but who was he to pass judgment on her just because she was new? Seven days immersed in shooting and tactics might not seem like much, but she’d finished at the top of her class, and she had shot competitively for years before that.

He shrugged. “You heard me.”

“Maybe I did.” She crossed her arms. “Except I’d hoped I was imagining things.”

“‘Fraid not.” His expression darkened. “A girl on the Emergency Response Team? Give me a break. We need somebody who can do the job, not some chick we have to babysit.”

“Wipe that thought right out of your brain, you jerk. I might not have any on-the-job experience yet, but I can shoot. Just watch me.”

“That one-week class Blaylock sent you to is worthless. I have military experience.”

“Big freaking deal. I’m just as qualified as you are to be in this unit.” Wishing she could slice him in two, she narrowed her eyes. “You might be the youngest cop in Keller County to ever make detective, and you might have a military background — hell, you might even be able to walk on water — but that doesn’t make you special.”

“Last time I looked, you were still riding a beat.”

“So what? I do my job.” She fired him a heated glower and clenched her fists. “And with SERT, rank doesn’t matter. Detectives, patrol — we’re all the same. You know that. We just have to be able to perform at a moment’s notice, in addition to our regular duties. So far, so good.”

“Yeah? You’ve been a member of our team for what? Two weeks?” Disdain radiated from his ice blue eyes. “We’ve had one callout — a hostage situation the bomb squad solved without our help.”

“True, but trust me… I can do whatever the captain needs me to do. Maybe better than you.” Sick of defending herself, she backed down. Explanations never worked with Neanderthals like him. She’d run into enough of them in her short career to know that, so why’d she even bother to try? She shot him a disgusted look. “Guess you’ll just have to wait and see, won’t you?”

“Probably won’t have to wait too long to see you screw up.”

“Get out of my face, Brody Remington.” Barely resisting the urge to slap him, she turned on her heel and stalked away. Her whole body vibrated with anger. Why had he judged her before giving her a chance to prove herself? Was that fair? Hell, no.

Cadence turned the corner and ran smack into Captain Pellerin. Their shoulders collided, and only a swift sidestep kept her from cracking her forehead against his square chin.

She emitted a surprised gasp.

“Whoa.” He caught her arm. “Where’s the fire, Holley?”

“Nowhere, Captain.” She did her best to shuck the cloak of fury that had enveloped her while she’d talked to Brody. Wouldn’t do to come off as belligerent in front of her new SERT unit leader. “Just eager to get in some practice before I go home. I’m heading to the range.”

“You’re working too hard, young lady.” He dropped his hand and frowned. “No need to prove yourself to me. I know you can do your job.”

“Well, apparently you’re the only one.” She forced a smile she didn’t feel. “Don’t worry, sir. I won’t be long. I feel an order of Chinese food calling my name.”

Pellerin chuckled. “Sounds like a good meal for a Friday night. Take it easy, Deputy.”

“Will do, sir.” She gave him a little salute, and then turned and hurried down the hallway to the locker room next to the department’s indoor firing range. She kept her equipment there but used the bathroom across the hall whenever she needed to change. That didn’t happen often, but she still resented the sex discrimination that ran rampant in Keller County.

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Upcoming ebook release!

BloodBoundCoverArt72dpiI’m excited to announce the upcoming release of my single title romantic thriller, BLOOD BOUND, from Desert Breeze Publishing on April 11. This is the first book in a trilogy set in The Big Easy. New Orleans is one of my favorite backdrops, and I believe the setting definitely adds to the story in this one. Hope you’ll check it out! You can find the “Coming Soon” link here. This will change to a “Buy” link once the book goes live. It will also be available at Amazon, B&N, iTunes, Sony, and many other online outlets.

Blurb:

Fueled by grief after his fiancée is brutally murdered, Detective Sam Walker focuses on finding her killer — a calculating predator who binds books with human skin. Dani Barrington, the newest member of the Victim and Witness Assistance Unit and a survivor of another attack, helps him discover the terrifying link between the monster’s known victims. Despite his anguish, Sam is struck by Dani’s strength and determination, especially when her inquisitive nature makes her the killer’s next target. He must find a way to protect her or risk losing the one woman who can bring his dead heart back to life.

Excerpt:

Kristen was gone.

She wasn’t at work. She wasn’t at home. She hadn’t gone out to run an errand. She had simply… vanished.

New Orleans Detective Sam Walker stood in the center of his fiancée’s cluttered bedroom and struggled to piece together the timeline of her disappearance. Last night they were supposed to meet for dinner, but he’d caught a case. They’d talked on the phone around eleven, and he’d asked her to meet him for lunch today.

He hadn’t spoken to her since.

She was supposed to arrive at the Victim and Witness Assistance Unit for work at nine a.m., but never made it. One of her co-workers had called him about ten o’clock. He’d tried Kristen again, but she hadn’t answered.

So he’d come here and found her car in the driveway.

Yet she sure as hell wasn’t here.

Her bed was meticulously made, the way she left it every morning, dumping him out if he’d stayed over. A damp towel lay beside the bathroom sink. Soulful jazz drifted from the iPod dock on her nightstand. What terrified him most, though, was the spot of blood marring the door frame and the lone pink sandal lying in the living room floor beside her purse, keys, and cell phone.

His heart lurched. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Simply could not absorb that she was missing. They’d been engaged for five months and three days, with only a month to go until the wedding. They should be mulling over the guest list, squabbling about where to go for their honeymoon, and deciding where they wanted to live.

Instead, Sam stared at an empty bed.

“There’s no sign of forced entry, so she either let the guy in or he jumped her when she went after the paper this morning.” Major Sabbatini’s voice seemed to come from far away. “I’m thinking she fought him off and ran, and he caught her here in the bedroom.”

“She would have clawed him.” Hell, she would’ve drawn blood with those nails. Sam should know. He had the marks on his back to prove it. Moisture blurred his vision as he eyed the smudge on the door jamb. “She… she just had her nails done a couple of days ago. They’re like talons.”

“We’ll check the blood for DNA. You know that. What were her plans for today?”

“Um… just work, far as I know. She and I were supposed to have lunch.” Sam shook his head. “Then tonight, she was going to a wedding shower. I just–”

“When was the last time you spoke with her?”

“Late — last night.”

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New release!

I’m excited! EMILY’S NIGHTMARE is out today. This short novel is filled with emotion, angst, romance, suspense, and a really hot cop.

Blurb:

Detective Emily Rawson doesn’t want children; she’s too focused on her career to give a family the time required. That is, until she falls in love with fellow detective John Cutter, forgets to take precautions, and winds up pregnant. She fights the idea tooth and nail before finally deciding that having a baby is exactly what she wants — as long as the child is Cutter’s. Then tragedy strikes. Will it bring them together or tear them apart?

You can read an excerpt in the post below this one. I hope you’ll check out this intense story!

You can buy it here at Desert Breeze or at many other online outlets, including Amazon, B&N, All Romance, Books on Board, and the iTunes store.

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Guest author Anne Patrick!

Anne Patrick is a fellow Desert Breeze suspense author. As a child, she always had a very vivid imagination. When most kids on her block were playing with their dolls and army men, Anne and her detective friends were busy solving make believe crimes in the neighborhood. Each day was a new and exciting adventure with danger lurking around every corner. Then in high school, after discovering the wonderful world of romantic suspense, Anne decided to put that imagination to better use. She’s been spinning stories ever since. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys spending time with family and friends and traveling to foreign countries to experience new cultures. She makes her home in Kansas with her playful German Shepherd, Zoe, and an ornery cat named Sailor.

Her next book, Fire Creek, will be released July 1.

In this story, Kasey Montgomery has returned to her hometown of Fire Creek Montana after the apparent suicide of her cousin. Within days of Beth’s funeral, Kasey begins to find inconsistencies in her death. The local sheriff is quick to dismiss the allegations as figments of a writer’s imagination. Kasey is determined to prove otherwise. Does the bronzed skinned stranger from Beth’s funeral hold the answers?

Local park ranger, Jimmy Little Raven suspects foul play too. Beth was engaged to his best friend who died months earlier from a mysterious accident.  Risking his heart and his job, he teams up with the famous mystery writer to find the answers to both deaths. 
 
Fire Creek will be available on July 1st  here
You can also purchase it at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, and most other online bookstores.
 
EXCERPT

Kasey rounded the corner onto the street where she’d left her car. She stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of Jimmy Little Raven leaning against the hood of the Firebird, his arms folded across his chest.

It took several seconds to recover from her initial shock before she walked over to her car. “What are you doing here?”

“Never mind that. What were you doing in Woodward’s office?” he demanded.

She avoided his glare, as her mind raced to come up with a logical explanation. Lying was out of the question, not that it’d do any good anyway. He had no doubt seen her through the window, explaining the noise she heard.

“Do you realize how much trouble you could get into if anyone was to find out you broke into his office?”

“No one’s going to find out… unless you rat on me. Besides, I didn’t break in, I had a key.”

“You what!”

Before she could answer, her breath was yanked violently from her lungs as he lifted her up and dove, with her in his arms, onto the hood of the Firebird. The sounds of crunching metal, breaking glass and squealing tires followed. The earth seemed to rumble beneath her as their bodies rolled together onto the hard cement below.

 

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Shield of Valor is now available!

The second book in my Keller County Cops series is now available from Desert Breeze Publishing. Check out the post below for more info, or click here for to read the blurb and an excerpt. Woohoo! I’m so glad Mitch and Tiffany’s story is finally out. This book was so much fun to write.

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And we have a winner!

Andy is the winner of one of my back list books! Congratulations! Please email me at melanie@melanieatkins.com to receive your prize.

Last week, I said: Murder on the back deck… decapitated lawn art. Who killed Freddy Flamingo? Cause of death is decapitation. Manner of death? A garrote? An axe to his long, slender throat? A hard twist? Ack! Please help me solve the case…

Andy, our prize winner, answered: Moon bathing and making love, the two were rolling around on the deck in hot passionate embrace and rolled over the Flamingo.

Now, that’s not what really happened to the unfortunate fowl, of course. No one’s been rolling around on my deck. But I had to pick a winner, and that comment made me laugh out loud. All of your suppositions were so clever. A rogue lawnmower, a boomerang, aliens, someone tripping, one of my cats, the butler (do you really think I have a butler?), a neighborhood kid playing ball, wild dogs, even Nathan Fillion (well, yes, I did mention him in my post. Some things are just inevitable. lol)… Man, y’all have such vivid imaginations! Tee hee!

Now, for the truth: The baby did it. Yes, my granddaughter is the culprit. She knocked poor Freddy Flamingo against the deck steps, and his neck snapped.

This has been fun. I’ll try to come up with another case soon. In the meantime, scroll down and check out my books. If you click on the covers, you’ll find more information, including excerpts.

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It’s a travesty! Plus… a contest.

Murder on the back deck… decapitated lawn art. Who killed Freddy Flamingo? Cause of death is decapitation. Manner of death? A garrote? An axe to his long, slender throat? A hard twist? Ack! Please help me solve the case…

What do you believe happened to Freddy Flamingo? Best answer gets a free e-book from my backlist.

I’ll tell the real story and award the prize a week from today, on July 1.

Check out my romantic suspense books here. No murdered flamingos in my stories (aw, shucks!), but plenty of bodies do drop. I love crime fiction, crime dramas, cats, a good summer thunderstorm, and Nathan Fillion.

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