Sunday, March 13, 2022

Release Day! #EroticNoir #DirtyPolitics #99Cents #Giveaway

Exposure cover

It’s Monday, and that means back to work... but hopefully I can cheer you up a bit. Today is release day for my erotic suspense novel Exposure. I’ve got an exclusive excerpt for you, plus a giveaway. I’ll gift a copy of the ebook to one person who leaves me a comment.

In any case, I have the book on sale for only 99 cents until the end of March. Cheaper than a cup of coffee!

Blurb

Sex, blood and betrayal: it's all in a day's work.

I strip for the fun of it. Don’t let anyone tell you different. It’s not the money. I could make nearly as much working at the mill and keep my clothes on, but then I’d have to suck up to the bosses. Up on stage, I’m the one in charge, and I like it that way.

Tony Pinelli hired me for a private dance. I was determined to give him his money’s worth. I didn’t expect to be caught in the cross-fire of a double murder. When his widow shows up at my door, I know I’m in way over my head. Now I’m everyone’s target. I can’t trust anyone – not even the police detective who was sweet on me in high school. My only chance at survival is to shift through the lies and expose the truth.

Exclusive Excerpt

[Stella has disguised herself as an elderly woman to attend the funeral of one of the murder victims and search for clues. She’s now home after her sleuthing.]

The shower is heavenly, soothing my aching ankle, washing off the dried sweat, and magically erasing the gray from my hair. It also rinses away my excitement, leaving me languid and lazy. My poor sleep from the night before is catching up with me. I decide to take a nap before dinner.

As I’m about to doze off, though, a stray thought rouses me. The whole world was at Tony’s funeral. It’s hard to know if I had learned anything useful or not. But what about Mr. Clean? Andy, Andy Henderson, Francesca had called him. Who would see him off on his journey to the next world?

I scan today’s paper. Nothing. Yesterday’s Post is still in the parlor, so I go to check it. I can’t find anything in the announcements section, but there is a small paragraph in the obituaries:

Andrew Henderson, of 4123 Beeler Street, Pittsburgh, died of accidental causes on April 27. He left no survivors. Mr. Henderson was cremated privately. Anyone wishing information should contact Ms. Francesca Pinelli...

Accidental causes! And no survivors! Talk about euphemisms.

And Francesca was listed as contact person. Very curious.

I am suddenly more tired than ever. I toss the paper onto the coffee table and head upstairs. A sound stops me, a soft knock that I might not have even heard, if my nerves weren’t on edge.

The door is locked and chained. I peer through the peephole into the dusk, but can’t see anyone. Wrapped in my bathrobe, I stand behind the door, my ears straining, but I don’t hear anything more. Finally, my heart hammering in my chest, I unlock the door. Leaving the chain attached, I gaze out through the narrow opening.

No one. Nothing, except the rain, which is falling steadily now on the cracked sidewalk.

However, there’s something on my stoop. It’s a Macy’s shopping bag. I don’t dare open the door. I fetch the umbrella and use the crook to grab the handle of the bag. I drag it inside the house and relock the door.

If it were a box, I wouldn’t open it. Not likely that somebody would try to bomb me, but the way things have been going, I’m not about to take chances. However, I can look into the bag without actually touching it. I see that there’s something small at the bottom, wrapped in multi-colored tissue paper.

Could it be from Jimmy? But no, Jimmy would deliver a gift himself. He wouldn’t want to miss the opportunity to see me.

I reach a tentative hand into the bag and pull out the contents. It’s very light. The tissues are girlish pastel shades, aqua and pink and purple.

I unwind them to find a naked Barbie doll. Her lips and the tips of her unnaturally large breasts have been painted scarlet. Streaks of red also decorate her thighs. Black circles have been drawn under her eyes. Her limbs are twisted at impossible angles. One leg has been completely snapped off at the knee. One hand is missing three fingers.

A sheet of paper tumbles to the floor. It’s a rough scrawl written in black felt tip pen.

Mind your own business, slut, or you’ll be very sorry.

My body shakes uncontrollably for five minutes. Then my mind takes over again. Obviously, someone saw through my disguise at the funeral.

The question is, who?


Buy Links (Ebook)

Kinky Literature: https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/100-exposure-urban-erotic-noir/

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09V19MLDR

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09V19MLDR

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/exposure-lisabet-sarai/1141122670?ean=2940165803093

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1136224

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/exposure-urban-erotic-noir

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60574045-exposure

Buy Links (Audio Book)

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Exposure-An-Erotic-Murder-Mystery/dp/B079K627T3

Audible: https://www.audible.com/pd/Exposure-Audiobook/B079K2828J


Don't forget to comment! You might get a copy of this new release for free!

7 comments:

Debby said...

So many questions raised. I would like to read more.
debby236 at hotmail dot com

aerokorngal said...

A nail biter right there! reneela2000(at)gmail(dot)com

bn100 said...

intriguing
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Blogger 2021 said...

I should not have read this late at night...now I will never get to sleep! Thanks - I think! ;-) Can hardly wait to read the whole thing! in broad daylight - seriously. ;-) Syl gsreddom@hotmail.com

Amara Dey said...

I am a big fan of murder mysteries and I loved the suspense Lisabet. Great job!

Fiona McGier said...

Wow! A murder mystery is not what I usually expect from you. But I love your writing, so yeah, I'd love to read it.

Lisabet Sarai said...

Congratulations to Debby, who has won my giveaway!

But the book is still only 99 cents...

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