Freebie—FALSE MEMORY (Book 1 of
the False Trilogy) by Meli Raine (@meliraineauthor) #romance #suspense
#romanticsuspense #freebie
Release
date: November 13, 2018
Genre:
Romantic Suspense
FREE
First in Series throughout February.
She's faking her amnesia to fool a very
real killer.
It
all started with the bereavement flowers with my name on them.
Not
the best way to wake up, right? I work in a flower shop. I know a funeral
arrangement when I see one.
I
know a killer when I see one, too. And one is standing in my hospital room
right now, straight behind the man who saved my life.
I
can’t tell anyone the truth, because that’s the fastest way to really die. So I
do the next best thing. I “lose” my memory.
I
fake my amnesia.
Pretending
not to remember a brutal attempted murder has its perks. The killer is backing
down, spending less time around me, loosening the noose.
The
less I claim to recall, the more my rescuer, Duff, works to help me “remember.”
I hate lying to him.
But
he doesn’t understand that my memory is dangerous. To me. And to him.
Fooling
everyone isn’t easy. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Except
it’s starting to look like I’ve been fooling myself.
In
more ways than one.
The
False Trilogy includes False Hope and False Start.
Buy
Links:
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Audio
narrated by Sebastian York and Andi Arndt available on Audible Escape.
Author
Bio:
Meli Raine writes romantic suspense with hot
bikers, intense undercover DEA agents, bad boys turned good, and Special Ops
heroes — and the women who love them. Meli rode her first motorcycle when she
was five years old, but she played in the ocean long before that. She lives in
New England with her family.
Social
Media Links:
Website:
http://meliraine.com/
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/meliraine
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/meliraineauthor
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Reviews
and Endorsements for Meli Raine Books:
“The first book in the False trilogy is a
psychological thriller worthy of Hitchcock, keeping you guessing until the very
end.” — Apple Books Editors
“…intrigue and dark humor on display in this
thriller…”
While the immediate—and more
compelling—tension in Raine’s (A
Shameless Little Bet, 2018, etc.) heart-pumping series opener comes from
Lily’s constant proximity to her would-be killer, the action takes place
against a backdrop of secret government scandals. The “screwed-up D.C.-insider
scandal,” as it is clumsily summarized early on, is pleasingly twisty…
Fortunately, Lily’s voice is captivating,
wry, and tough enough to sell this thriller. The novel ends with a cliffhanger
that startles, if only because readers will have become so attached to Lily.
— Kirkus Reviews
“Fresh, riveting, and thrumming with emotion
and romantic suspense, False Memory is absolutely unputdownable. You need this
book!” - New York Times bestselling
author Meghan March
“I accidentally lost a day to this trilogy!
It is unputdownable. Apparently I'm on a dark-and-twisty binge, and this book
is addictive.” - USA Today bestselling
author Sarina Bowen (review for Harmless series)
Excerpts (PLEASE CHOOSE ONLY ONE TO USE WITH YOUR POST):
Excerpt #1:
Blink.
I open
my eyes. It’s
light.
“Can you believe it, Lily?” a woman says to me. “It looks like Bosworth
is going to win! When people ask you who the president is, you’re going to have
to remember the new one. President Harwell Bosworth. Of course, we won’t know
for sure until late tonight, but I’ll keep you posted. I’ll keep you posted,
sweetie,” she says as she adjusts the IV in my right arm, the one that burns
whenever they start a new bag of medicine.
“When the doctor asks you who the president is, you’ll have the right
answer. I know you will. I don’t care how long you’ve been like this. The
doctors are wrong. Plenty of people have come out of this after more than a year.
I know you’re going to be one of them. My Lily is a fighter.”
She squeezes my hand.
I almost squeeze back. Almost. So close.
I look to the left. A dark man. No–dark clothes. Dark hair. Pale skin
peeking out under it all. Someone has something on my head and tape pulls at
the corner of my eye. Blinking is harder. It hurts, like someone weakened the
tender skin under my eyes. I close my eyes.
Open them.
“Hey there, Lily,” a nurse says. I try to look over at her but can’t.
Eyes hurt.
Close eyes.
Open them.
The man.
Oh, God, I know that man.
Excerpt #2:
Sensation
turns to pain when you have no control. A full-body flush of horror ripples
across my skin. Mom frowns as she senses it, her eyes tracking my arms, my
legs, my face.
“There,”
the nurse says, looking up at the red numbers on the IV machine. She fiddles
with a clear tube. “That’ll help her.”
The
doctor seems satisfied, a small huff of breath his only reply.
“Lily?
Lily, what’s wrong?” Mom asks as my arms, my legs, every inch of skin turns to
hot air, floating away as I disintegrate. The pain is my only tether.
My
killer turns so fast, facing me, that I can’t look away in time.
Our
eyes meet.
I
close mine.
I
open them. I can't help myself.
It’s
worse than I thought. My killer smiles at Duff, who looks back at him, not smiling,
but clearly engaged. Familiar.
Duff
is in on it. Duff was trying to kill me, too. He didn’t pull the trigger, but
he’s in on it.
He
has to be.
For
the first time since I’ve woken up, I wish I were dead.
Because
I’m about to be, if they get me alone.
Excerpt #3:
“You’re
going to be just fine, Lily,” he says, sitting down, watching me with a steady
presence that intensifies.
“How?”
“How
are you going to be fine?”
“How.
Do. You. Know?”
If I
look at him, he’ll show me a part of him I can’t handle. So I don’t.
A few
beats pass. I’m right. He’s waiting for me to look. Why is he here? Why is he
being kind? What purpose does this serve? Am I being played for a fool? What
kind of man torments a woman trapped in a hospital bed with a traumatic brain
injury from a gunshot wound?
Worse–what
kind of man comes in here like this, working with my shooter, and comforts me?
“Go.
Way. Duff. Too. Much.”
“No
problem. I’m leaving. But one more thing.”
I
don’t look at him.
“One
day, it won’t be too much. I know it is now, but it won’t always be.”
And
with that, he stays true to his word and leaves.
Leaves
me with too much.
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