Whirlwind Romance

A rush of emotion dropped a veil over all but the tiny world of the two people in seats 11A and 11B, in a jet plane floating somewhere over the Atlantic, in a still moment in time.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Great Romantic Suspense--The White Lily by Susanne Matthews is with us Today

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

Please welcome Susanne Matthews and her latest romantic suspense novel from Crimson Romance, The White Lily. It is Book Two of her acclaimed Harvester Series.


Susanne, tell us what the story is about.

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?

Heat Level: Sensual

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Excerpt (G):
Lilith glanced through the window at the man they’d handled so badly. A prisoner at Guantanamo Bay probably got better treatment, whether he deserved it or not. While the law maintained a man was supposed to be innocent until proven guilty, she espoused the opposite philosophy, and since Jacob Andrews seemed to be on the level, the least they could do was offer him an apology.

As she watched, the prisoner raised his head and looked straight at her. She felt as if she’d been sucker punched. He couldn’t see her, she knew that, but the sensation that he was gazing into her soul, exposing what she kept hidden from the world, couldn’t be ignored. The grief on his face touched her heart as nothing had in years. She understood the pain of losing a sister, the guilt at being powerless to prevent a tragedy, and the shame that accompanied the sensation. Knowing she was probably going to regret this, she turned to her boss and mustered the sarcasm she used as a shield.

“Well, now that you guys have messed this up so badly, let me go in there and pull your bacon out of the fire. Since I wasn’t part of the welcoming committee, he may be more open to accepting our apology and not turn this into an international incident.”

“Go for it, Munroe. Maybe you can charm him into not pressing charges and having me demoted to meter maid. Besides, I’m lousy at apologizing. Just ask Faye,” Rob said. “By the way, does Tom know any of this?”

“Yeah. Your partner made some of the background calls. He’s over at his desk trying to figure out how he’ll ask for forgiveness for almost ripping the guy’s head off.” She reached for the basket of Andrews’s things on the table. “We can start by unchaining him, returning his possessions, and getting him a bottle of water,” she said, her eyes drawn to a large ring with the most unusual gold stone in it. “If we’re lucky, he’ll answer a few questions for us, but we can’t force him to. As it is, he could easily charge the department with unlawful confinement, and considering he has friends in high places ...”

“Here,” Rob said, tossing a bottle into the basket. “I haven’t opened it, and it’s still cold.” He stood. “If anyone’s looking for me, I’ll be with Tom, trying to figure out how to get both feet out of my mouth.”

Lilith chuckled. Considering the size of his feet, that wouldn’t be an easy task.
She licked her lips, picked up the tray, and left the observation room, hoping she wasn’t making another of her infamous bad decisions, but she was strangely drawn to the man and needed to know why. “It’s okay,” she said to the officer guarding the door. “It was all a big mistake. Now I’m going in there to eat crow for all of us.”

“Better you than me,” the officer said. “We really did a number on him. Hell, I checked his teeth. I wasn’t there when Mother Kate offed herself, but I searched the rest of the prisoners after that incident. No one else had one.”

“Most likely the Prophet didn’t think they knew enough to cause him any problems. Mother Kate was a different matter. You did what you had to do.”

Lilith opened the door, and Jacob raised his head to look at her. The anger she’d expected to see on his face didn’t appear; instead, there was distress and regret as well as concern. “I’m so sorry about this, Mr. Andrews,” she said, placing the tray on the table. She turned to the officer closest to her. “You can remove the restraints and then take a break.”

The uniformed officer removed the handcuffs and the shackles from Jacob’s wrists and ankles and left the room, taking the hardware with him. His partner followed him out, leaving Lilith alone with the prisoner.

About the author:
Susanne Matthews
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 traveled 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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Thanks for joining us, Susanne. It sounds like a wonderful read--and what a great cover! May you have many sales!

2 comments:

Susanne Matthews said...

Thanks for having me.

M. S. Spencer said...

You're most welcome! I'm sure my readers will enjoy your excerpt. M. S.