Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Forever the Storm by M.S. Kaye (#CoverReveal #RomanticSuspense #Taken)

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Forever the Storm
Taken Series Book 3

A part of me saw her as a delicate beauty that needed protecting. But she wasn't a flower that gets torn apart in a storm; she was the storm.

Before it’s over, someone will die.

Attacks are coming from all sides: arrests, sabotage, picketing, even being framed for murder. Who is the invisible force behind it all?

And what secrets has Joe Bishop been keeping about both Adriane’s and Alec’s pasts?

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Check out the other books in the series:

Endless as the Rain (Book 1)

For Adriane Graham, the real question comes down to this: “Am I Alec Kaden’s guest…Or his prisoner?”

Adriane is kidnapped by the son of a mobster. Alec is certainly dangerous, but is he a threat to her or is he truly trying to protect her from attempts on her life? She must uncover the truth of his past, how it entwines with her own, if she wants to survive.

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Overcast (prequel)

Alec Kaden is the son of organized crime. But that’s not what causes him to be cold, and anger to crawl up his spine. He trusts his father’s judgment—his mother’s death in childbirth was his fault. Only one person can calm the monster inside him, but he will not allow her to know him, to see through him and find the darkness lurking behind his detachment. Will he forever remain her invisible protector?

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Echo Through the Mist (Book 2)

Can Adriane handle Stein’s connection to her past and the truth of his motivations?

As Alec and Adriane investigate the reason his father’s old organized crime competitor returned to the city, Adriane eventually realizes Alec is hiding something from her. Will his continued secrecy threaten their relationship? Will the truth of Stein’s motivations rip Adriane away from Alec?

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About the Author

M.S. Kaye has several awards and published books under her black belt. A transplant from Ohio, she resides with her husband Corey in Jacksonville, Florida, where she tries not to melt in the sun. Find suspense and the unusual at

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Sometime in the night, I pulled up to the hotel, and made it inside and up to my floor. Thankfully, inside the hotel was quiet. Most of the other guests were asleep. I couldn’t fathom sleep.

I opened the door to my room.

I was starting to worry.” Joe was sitting on the sofa at the far side of the room.

Quickly, I closed the door. The last thing I needed was for the press to find out I had a man in my room.

Not to worry,” he said. “No one knows I’m here.”

How’d you get in my room?”

He smiled and raised an eyebrow.

Right,” I said. “Leader of probably the best ring of thieves in history. Almost forgot.”

Acting leader, not rightful leader.”

I took off my coat, dumped my bag on the desk, and then plopped down in the armchair next to the sofa. “What can I do for you?” I asked.

First, I wondered if I might ask a rather personal question.”

About Alec and me.”

That, I was working under the assumption is a hoax.”

Your assumption is correct.” I didn’t bother asking how he knew or requesting that he keep the secret. If anyone knew how to keep secrets, it was Joe.

His chubby cheeks rose a bit as he smiled. “Good.”

If that wasn’t the personal question,” I said, “what is?”

I was wondering how well you knew your mother.”

That certainly wasn’t what I’d expected. “Uh, well, I was really young when she died. I guess there are some things I only know because my dad told me.”

May I ask what you do remember?”

I hesitated. But then I decided to answer; he’d earned some trust. “I remember she always made me feel like my dad and I were the center of her life. And her painting.”

She didn’t have any other interests?”

Nothing more significant than keeping a clean house.”

No close friends?”

I assume so, but I don’t remember.” Then I added, “Why all this interest in my mother?” First the painting, and now this.

He slid forward in his seat. “I must confess I haven’t been entirely forthcoming with you.”

I figured as much.”

He raised an eyebrow.

I waited for him to go on.

I think I know why you’ve never met any family from her side.”

She was an only child, and her parents are gone.”

He tilted his head and nodded. “That’s not untrue.”

What do you mean that’s not untrue? What’re you talking about?”

I think she refrained from lying to you as much as possible, but she did hide things. I assume she intended to tell you more once you were older. I am certain your father knew everything, at least mostly.”

What in the world are you talking about?”

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