“4 1/2 stars! Top pick!
This is a true thriller that will keep readers frantically flipping the pages
as death and danger come at the protagonists from several directions.Zanetti's brilliance at storytelling is on full
display...When it comes to high-octane thrillers, they don't get better than
Zanetti!” —RT Book Reviews on LETHAL
“Zanetti balances the
adventure and menace of Zara and Ryker's lives with a relatable romance. The
result is a story that's sexy and emotional, and filled with a rich look at
love in all its forms.” —The Washington
Post on DEADLY SILENCE
“Budget your time,
readers, because this is one that's hard to put down.” —HeroesandHeartbreakers.com
on DEADLY SILENCE
A deadly secret can't stay
buried forever . . .
Revenge. It's the only
thing that will help Anya Best sleep at night. The serial killer who murdered
her sister is on the loose, and Anya will stop at nothing to put him behind
bars—even use herself as bait to lure him out of hiding. But she can't do this
Private investigator Heath
Jones's job is to bring bastards to justice. This time it's personal. He knew
the Copper Killer's latest victim so when her sister asks for his help, he's
all in. But when Anya uses the media to taunt the killer, she exposes Heath's
identity, putting them both in jeopardy. Now, secrets buried long ago are
coming to light and the forces determined to destroy him are watching Heath's
every move, waiting to exact their own revenge. And they'll use anything and
anyone to get to Heath.
Rebecca Zanetti is the
author of over twenty-five romantic suspense, dark paranormal, and contemporary
romances, and her books have appeared multiple times on the New York Times, USA
Today, and Amazon bestseller lists. She has received a Publisher's Weekly
Starred Review for Wicked Edge, Romantic Times Reviewer Choice Nominations for
Forgotten Sins and Sweet Revenge, and RT Top Picksfor several of her novels.She lives in the wilds of the Pacific
Northwest with her own alpha hero, two kids, a couple of dogs, a crazy
cat...and a huge extended family.She
believes strongly in luck, karma, and working her butt off...and she thinks one
of the best things about being an author, unlike the lawyer she used to be, is
that she can let the crazy out.
“All the more reason to get you out
of town,” Heath said quietly.
She shook her head. “No. I’m
staying.” Her words were brave, but her chest hurt. No way could she deal with
a serial killer all on her own. She could train every day for the rest of her
life and not end up as practiced or as deadly as Heath already was, and she
knew it. “I understand you have other cases and people after you. So leave, and
I’ll handle this myself.”
“Those are big words, baby,” he
Her lip quivered, and she bit down
on it. “I know. I promised her, Heath. It’s all I have left to give to her.”
He paused, understanding crossing
his expression. “Ah, sweetheart. Your sister wouldn’t want that for you.” His
voice turned velvety and soft. Soothing.
Anya nodded. “I know. But she was
my sister. We shared blood and part of a childhood. She took me
trick-or-treating when I was five, and it’s one of my best memories. Then when
I needed help as an adult, she didn’t hesitate. She came to me right away, like
family. She was the first person I really cared about in far too long, and it
hurts like hell that I got her killed.”
He breathed out, the emotion in his
She swallowed. “I have to do this
for her. Either you understand that or you don’t.”
“Why don’t you just let us handle
She pressed her point. “I could,
but you need me. I’m the bait.” Inwardly, she winced at the description. That
wouldn’t help her to convince him. “Also, here’s the deal. This could be a long
op. At some point, you have to leave and deal with whatever is haunting you
from your past. When you do, I’ll just challenge him again, and next time you
won’t be around to assist.”
“That’s extortion,” Heath said,
amusement curving his lip.
She grinned. “Apparently I’m
getting quite good at it.”
Heath shook his head. “You’re
putting me in an untenable position, baby.”
“No, I’m not.” She shrugged out of
his hold. Finally. “I’m not yours to protect, Heath. We’re not together, and
we’re not responsible for each other.” The words sliced through her even as she
said them. “You’ve been more than clear on that score.”
“There’s something here, Anya.
Maybe something real and lasting, if I get everything done I need to do.”
She blinked. “What’s that?”
“The less you know the better.
“What a bunch of bullshit. Go back
to your ‘This is fake’ proclamation,” she all but yelled. “Your position is one
of work . . . and this is just work.”
His chin lifted. “You think this is
just work?” The tone—low and filled with tension—zinged through her body.
Her legs trembled with the urge to
take a step back. “Yes.”
“Want me to prove otherwise?” His
eyes darkened to the color of the sky right before midnight hit.
As a threat, as a warning, it was
damn good. But she’d gone too far to give in now. “You can’t.” Yeah, she’d just
waved a red flag in front of a bull.
He didn’t move a muscle. His focus
on her was so absolute, she wanted to squirm. “You’re into challenging
dangerous men these days, aren’t you?”
She kept her stance. “You’re not
all that dangerous, Heath.”
His smile stole her breath. Then he
moved. Faster than she could track, he had her by the armpits and up in the air
as he carried her toward the bedroom with such speed that her legs
automatically wound around to clasp his rib cage. By the time she sucked in air
to protest, her butt was on the bed, and he was flattening himself over her.
She struggled, her body on fire,
fighting the urge to laugh out loud.
His mouth crushed hers, and she
He held nothing back, kissing her
hard, pressing her head into the comforter. His tongue worked hers, his
powerful body plastered against hers, and his hands dug into her hair to hold
her in place. Desire spun so quickly into need she couldn’t breathe, even when
he wasn’t controlling her mouth.
She shifted against him, closing
her eyes to kiss him back. This was what she’d wanted. All of this.
He nipped her lip, soothing the
slight pain with another kiss. Then he traced along her jawline, kissing and
nipping, finally reaching her earlobe, where he bit.
She arched against him, letting out
a soft sigh.
“Anya.” His fingers tangled in her
hair, and erotic pain tingled down her scalp. One of his strong arms slid
around her waist and then down. His palm spread across her butt, and he ground
her against his hard cock.
Pleasure swamped her, and mini
explosions flew through her sex. The idea passed, somewhat fleetingly, that he
wasn’t playing. Not at all.
Yet she couldn’t stop herself. Her
knees widened, and she rubbed against him. “This feels real,” she whispered.
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