Happy release day, Susanne Matthews!

Morning everyone! You probably all know my friend and fellow author, Susanne Matthews, who is one of the most prolific authors I have ever known. Susanne has just released a new book, published by Crimson Romance, and I would like to present it to you today.

THE WHITE LILY, Book Two, The Harvester Series

Blurb:The White Lily

The Harvester is out there…watching, waiting, biding his time.

FBI cult specialist Lilith Munroe lives in dread that one day the man who tortured her when a case went bad will find her again. So leaving her sanctuary in Quantico to join the Harvester Task Force in Boston is her version of hell. But the Harvester is kidnapping babies, and Lilith’s profiling skills may mean the difference between life and death for the most innocent in society.

Australian millionaire and former member of the New Horizon commune Jacob Andrews returns to the United States searching for his sister. Instead of the happy reunion he expects, he discovers she is dead and his twin brother may be responsible. He agrees to lend his law enforcement skills to help find his former cult leader before the man can implement his plan to kill millions.

Now uneasy partners, Jacob and Lilith must learn to trust each other even as they fight their growing attraction. But when Lilith’s greatest fears materialize, will Jacob be able to set aside his anger and save the woman he loves?

Sensuality Level: Sensual

Pre-order links:

Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/White-Lily-Susanne-Matthews-ebook/dp/B015P79XZ0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1443387932&sr=8-1&keywords=The+White+Lily+Susanne+Matthews

B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-white-lily-susanne-matthews/1122682664?ean=9781440591228

KOBO: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-ca/ebook/the-white-lily

About the author:new picture of me

Susanne Matthews was born and raised in Cornwall, Ontario, Canada. She’s always been an avid reader of all types of books, but with a penchant for happily ever after romances. In her imagination, she travelled to foreign lands, past and present, and soared into the future. A retired educator, Susanne spends her time writing and creating adventures for her readers. She loves the ins and outs of romance, and the complex journey it takes to get from the first word to the last period of a novel. As she writes, her characters take on a life of their own, and she shares their fears and agonies on the road to self-discovery and love.

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Excerpt:

“Look, I can understand how this case is personal for you both. You trusted Pierce and he betrayed you, and then of course, Faye’s your wife, Rob. You love her—hell, she’s having your baby, but you need to take a step back. From personal experience, I know this kind of anger and obsession can be detrimental. It’ll consume and destroy you. You have to stay focused.

“This task force has a lot to commend it, and you need to remember your accomplishments. You stopped James Colchester, rescued the kidnapped women and children from the New Horizon cult, and filled a whole section of the Nashua Street Jail. At the same time, you uncovered a deep mole inside the FBI, a man who’d fooled his superiors and fellow agents for years.”

“We did a great job,” Rob agreed sarcastically. “Too bad we can’t seem to finish it. We don’t have the major players behind bars, and those we do have are mute. The danger’s still out there, and we’re stuck in here with egg on our faces.”

While it was true they hadn’t caught Pierce or the Prophet—Harvester as they referred to him here—and his other followers, nearly 200 people didn’t vanish into thin air. Some of them might still be hiding beneath the veneer of Boston society, while others could be seeking asylum in other anarchist cults, just waiting to return to the flock. At the moment, the Prophet was probably off somewhere mourning his losses, but when the time was right, he’d be back with a vengeance. They had to be ready for him. Rob was right. The danger was there; they just couldn’t see it. Like her tormentor. He was out there, too.

From what she’d read in the file, Lilith was convinced the Prophet wouldn’t risk exposing himself to capture; instead, he’d send someone else to harvest them for him. While everyone maintained the rescued individuals were safe, she had her doubts. The leopard didn’t change his spots, and neither would the Prophet. He’d had eyes and ears inside before; he’d have them again. Rob and Tom might vouch for the Boston police officers assigned to the team, and Trevor Clark was above reproach, but experience had taught her to trust no one until they’d shown themselves to be trustworthy.

“We all want a break in the case, and as much as I hate to be the bearer of bad news, this just isn’t it. There’s no way Jacob Andrews is involved in what happened here, in New Hampshire, or in Slocum. He flew out of Sydney two days ago on Quantas and switched to a United Airlines flight at LAX. He arrived at Logan yesterday. No checked baggage, so he isn’t planning a long stay. He’s booked at the Boston Park Plaza and has two tickets reserved on a return flight on Saturday, one in his name and the other for Eloise Colchester. It looks like he came to get his sister and take her back to Australia with him just like he claims.”

Rob ran his fingers through his hair. “I didn’t break the news of her death sympathetically, did I? What I want to know is how someone born on an Indian reservation can be related to Eloise, let alone be her brother, and look so much like James he could be his twin. Faye said those people are racist, and mixed blood doesn’t fit with that.”

“I don’t know, but we can always ask him if he’d be willing to answer a few questions. We’ve kept him here for almost five hours while we checked his identification. Now that we know who he is, we’re going to have to cut him loose.”

“What?” Rob yelled. “No way.”

“She’s right,” Trevor added. “I don’t like it any more than you do, but we have no charges on which to hold him, and looking like someone else isn’t a criminal offense in this country.”

 

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