SNAP Release Day Blitz
It seems as though the past week has drug along awaiting this day. I can't wait to share Hazel's story with all of you. Originally I said that this would be one book. But, it can't be. This story has grown, the characters have gotten more complex, and had I made it one book, I would've had to cut out a lot of the story and not give my characters the ending they deserved. So I've split it into a trilogy. Don't worry, this just means you'll get more of what you want! You'll know exactly what that is after you read this book. Thank you for your understanding.
Love, Tara Dawn
Title~SNAP Genre~Psychological Suspense (With some romance) Author~Tara Dawn Cover Designer~RMGraphx
Hazel I never would've guessed my life would lead me where I am today, wedged between a stalker and a stranger in the midst of a drug war that I'm unsure of how I entered. One wants to hurt me, the other seems to want to heal me, but there's more that he's after and I don't know if I can give him what he seeks.Cash I was sent to find answers when no one else could find them. What I found was a woman in need and a psycho dealer working toward his own agenda. I wasn't to get involved, but her eyes call to me and I know they hold the information I seek. Phil She doesn't think I'm good enough for her. But I'll show her. Hazel belongs to me and has since that night that I claimed her. I'll get back into her good graces. I have to. She has something of mine and I'm not stopping until I have it all.
On sale for $1.99 this week only!
~What readers are saying~
"SNAP is an amazing story. Tara has such a way with words. One minute she has you craving a fountain pop like you never have before, then she has you feeling every emotion like you are the character. Every laugh makes you laugh. Every tear will bring one to your eye. Every ounce of pain, you feel, and every second of pleasure will have you squirming. By the end, my heart was pounding and I had tears in my eyes. Great book." -Amie Nichols ~ Author of Amazon Bestseller Deep Blue"Snap by Tara Dawn is a brilliant and hauntingly beautiful read from beginning to end. You're instantly captivated and at the end you're left wanting more. Snap is a roller coaster of emotions, but you'll enjoy the ride." -Laura ~ The Literary Vixen
She stands there for a moment staring at the ground, her shaky hands twisting together.
"Do not make me do it for you, Hazel."
Slowly she unbuttons and unzips her pants. I love that sound. She pushes them down and steps out on unsteady legs. Her hands go the hem of her shirt and grip it so tightly her fingers start turning white. Taking a shuddering breath, she pulls it over her head and drops it to the floor. Her bra and panties are awfully nice for going to work in. She must have worn them for him. Anger scorches my veins at how little she thought of me on our date. She didn't wear anything like this for me. I admire her body in her pretty underthings wishing I had seen the bruises that formed by my hand. As I get to her stomach, my eyes grow wide and a smile spreads over my face. Tiny pink streaks trail down where my fingers once raked her skin. If I thought my dick wouldn't work for a while after she nailed it, I was wrong.
"Take those off too. He's not here to see them."
Against her wishes, I make her shower. She tries to close the curtain, but I pull it open. Shivering beneath the water, she washes her body and tries to hide as much of herself as she can. The suds on her slick flesh make me ache to pinch each and every one until they pop. An image of blood oozing out of every bubble as it bursts has my heart pounding in anticipation of what's to come. Unable to wait any longer, I shut the water off and yank her from the tub. She slips out and lands against me, the water on her body soaking into my clothes.
Without a second thought, I pull her into her bedroom and shove her onto the bed. Looking around, I spot some scarves on top of her dresser and grab them. I attempt to grab her wrists, but she fights me and scoots away on the bed. The word no slips from her lips. My vision blurs as I grow more furious. I hate the word no. I despise being told no. Before I know what's happening, my emotions get the better of me and my fist strikes her face. There's an audible pop and blood gushes from her nose. It makes me think of the bleeding bubbles.
Her hand covers her face as she chokes on her sobs and the blood. It seeps through her fingers dripping on her chest in slow motion. Each drop exploding as it lands on her skin. My darkness, her life. The perfect mix of truth in my world.
~About the Author~
Tara Dawn is a married, stay-at-home mom who homeschools her three sons. When she's not busy with them, you can find her reading, talking about other authors and books over at Word Wenches Guilty Pleasure book blog, writing, crafting, or hula hooping. She wears many hats and finds that if you aren't learning something new everyday, then you aren't living to your full potential.
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