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EXCITING NEWS:

Sherrel has entered Exposed by Rage in the new Kindle Scout program!

KindleScoutBanner_ExposedByRage copy Between Monday, March 2 and April 1, 2015, go to her campaign at:  https://kindlescout.amazon.com/p/1VT4C9BS6157E

  • Browse by Category or Search for Exposed by Rage.
  • Read the excerpt.
  • If you like it, please nominate it for the next round.
  • Let all your friends know.

On this tour, Sherrel will be giving away $15 Amazon/BN Gift Card — a Rafflecopter giveaway

BLURB:

He has a dead body. She has the seedy connections. To solve the crime they are forced to work together.

To keep her mother’s reputation from destroying her, Ashley Dix Gibson had to learn at an early age to persevere and tune out the lies, gossip, and the bullies. Detective Michael DeMarco has no desire to team up with a woman with ties to the underbelly of the porn industry but if he wants to solve his case, he has no other options. When Ashley and DeMarco combine their resources to find a brutal killer, sparks of distrust turn into the fires of passion.

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EXCERPT:

MediaKit_BookCover_ExposedByRageI must have been feeling weak, because instead of rushing out to confront a few of those I wanted to talk to, I invited DeMarco in. He’d left Braden in charge of the scene and didn’t appear to be in a rush to start the reports he’d have to do. That thought made me smile. For once I wasn’t chained to a desk for seventy-five percent of the investigation. I could get used to being out of the Army and doing things my own way.

“Glad to see the smile. I know this has been extremely hard on you,” DeMarco said. “Want to share?”

“I was thinking about Jillie, wanting me to come home. She kept trying to talk me into the leaving the military. It took her death to accomplish that.” Hot, wet tears started streaming down my face. Appalled, I turned away from DeMarco and stumbled toward the bedroom. He didn’t say anything or try to stop me, but he did follow me. When I didn’t collapse on the bed, he put his arms around me, gave a gently hug and helped me to sit on the mattress.

Damn. This was awkward. The harder I tried to stop crying, the more I leaked tears. I don’t cry. I don’t show emotion, especially to guys. I didn’t want to feel the warmth of his touch and long to put my head on his shoulder. But I did. Before I knew what was happening his lips were on mine and I was holding him. Desperate to keep from drowning.

He pushed back, looking into my eyes. Reading me like the clichéd open book.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Wrangler of a fearsome Yorkiepoo named Rogue (Half Yorkie half Poodle weighing in at MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_ExposedByRagea hefty eight pounds). Obsession controlled writer with a passion for making up names and twisting myths.

Sherrel, as the daughter of an Emmy winning cameraman, learned early in life the dark secrets of creating all those incredible fantasy characters for the large and small screen.

Refusing to be crushed at the discovery the monsters, aliens, and Robby the Robot weren’t real, Sherrel’s imagination soared. She became a SELF-proclaimed voyeur of special-effects and expert at fictional character creation.

Website: http://sherrellee.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Sherrellee.valens

Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/1E4qlDv

Twitter: @SherrelLeeBooks (Romantic Suspense) @gryphoenix (Urban Fantasy)

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