HIDDEN OBSESSION
Obsession, Two-Book Set
Book 2
Although part of a series, this is a stand-alone with its own conclusion.
Book 2
Although part of a series, this is a stand-alone with its own conclusion.
NEW COVER - NEW PUBLISHER The Wild Rose Press A highly entertaining read -- a thriller, a mystery and a romance, all bundled into one. A real page-turner, plenty of action, fully-rounded characters, and a Maine setting to hold it all together. I'm looking forward to reading Vaughan's earlier book, Primal Obsession, featuring several of the same characters." - Amazon reviewer 5* "Filled with sparks, suspense and hot loving. An enjoyable read with lots of twists." - Amazon reviewer "Suspenseful, entertaining ride." - Amazon reviewer Order here, digital & print: from all vendors |
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A woman hiding a secret… a man seeking the truth... a killer stalking the next victim.
Freelance writer Sheridan Harte reluctantly returns to her childhood home in Maine,
but her arrival coincides with a brutal murder. Sheri finds herself in the killer’s crosshairs
and in the arms of a determined blue-eyed cop tempting her with humor and toe-curling kisses.
As Detective Justin Wylde investigates the murder on the cliff, he encounters more suspects with secrets
than boulders on the rocky coast. The puzzling case keeps Justin from protecting this beautiful woman
whose caring heart and sexy laugh make him long for more than a fling.
Can he solve the case before the killer carries out a special plan for Sheri?
Freelance writer Sheridan Harte reluctantly returns to her childhood home in Maine,
but her arrival coincides with a brutal murder. Sheri finds herself in the killer’s crosshairs
and in the arms of a determined blue-eyed cop tempting her with humor and toe-curling kisses.
As Detective Justin Wylde investigates the murder on the cliff, he encounters more suspects with secrets
than boulders on the rocky coast. The puzzling case keeps Justin from protecting this beautiful woman
whose caring heart and sexy laugh make him long for more than a fling.
Can he solve the case before the killer carries out a special plan for Sheri?
Excerpt
Download Sheri's Coq au Vin recipe, below this excerpt.
Comet picked up the toy lobster at Sheri’s feet and deposited it on the toe of his boot. She sat at attention, tail swishing on the carpet.
A rich laugh from Sheri shot a dart of heat into him. He shifted in his seat.
“You fickle little beast.” She wagged a finger at the dog. “I was your new best friend for all of ten minutes. Until he arrived.”
“Comet’s a fine judge of character.” As he bent to scratch beneath the dog’s chin, he eyed the soft-sided briefcase by Sheri’s chair. “You here on business?”
The corners of her mouth tightened. “Deb and I are old friends.”
“Can’t come up with why, but your name’s familiar.”
“Harte is a common name. A Maine family dating back to the 1800’s.”
“But not Sheridan Harte. You from around here?”
“Originally, but not for a long time. I live near Portland. Detective, should I show you my ID so you can check me for priors?”
“Just making conversation.”
She huffed. “Seems more like police interrogation than simple conversation.”
“My mother says the same thing.” So did too many other women. A hazard of the profession. And it wasn’t just making conversation. Something about this woman intrigued him.
Download Sheri's Coq au Vin recipe, below this excerpt.
Comet picked up the toy lobster at Sheri’s feet and deposited it on the toe of his boot. She sat at attention, tail swishing on the carpet.
A rich laugh from Sheri shot a dart of heat into him. He shifted in his seat.
“You fickle little beast.” She wagged a finger at the dog. “I was your new best friend for all of ten minutes. Until he arrived.”
“Comet’s a fine judge of character.” As he bent to scratch beneath the dog’s chin, he eyed the soft-sided briefcase by Sheri’s chair. “You here on business?”
The corners of her mouth tightened. “Deb and I are old friends.”
“Can’t come up with why, but your name’s familiar.”
“Harte is a common name. A Maine family dating back to the 1800’s.”
“But not Sheridan Harte. You from around here?”
“Originally, but not for a long time. I live near Portland. Detective, should I show you my ID so you can check me for priors?”
“Just making conversation.”
She huffed. “Seems more like police interrogation than simple conversation.”
“My mother says the same thing.” So did too many other women. A hazard of the profession. And it wasn’t just making conversation. Something about this woman intrigued him.
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