Broken
by Cynthia Eden
Serie: Lost # 1
Serie: Lost # 1
Releasing:
March 31st, 2015
Avon
Blurb
The
first novel in New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Eden's
sizzling LOST series introduces the Last Option Search Team, an elite
unit that must protect the only surviving victim of a serial killer.
Ex-SEAL
and LOST founder Gabe Spencer is accustomed to the unusual in his
job. But when knockout Eve Gray steps into his office, he's rattled.
For the mysterious woman is a dead ringer for the heiress thought to
be the latest prey of the serial killer who goes by the name Lady
Killer.
When
Eve awoke in an Atlanta hospital, her past was a blank slate. Then
she recognized her own face in the newspaper and vowed to learn the
truth. Determined to confront the nightmares hidden in her mind, she
never expects to find a partner in Gabe.
As
Gabe and Eve work together, their explosive attraction becomes
irresistible. Gabe knows that his desire for Eve is growing too
strong, bordering on a dangerous obsession, but nothing pulls him
away from her. And when another Eve lookalike disappears, Gabe vows
to protect Eve at all costs. While Eve may have forgotten the killer
in her past, it's clear he hasn't forgotten her.
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BROKEN
by Cynthia Eden – Excerpt
“Do
you think I’m a con artist or a victim?”
“I
think you’re a woman who has been hurt.” No denying that. “One
of my team members, Wade Monroe, is contacting the Montgomery family.
We’ll get DNA from them and find out—”
“If
I’m Jessica.” There was hope in the words. Enough hope to break
his heart.
Gabe
nodded.
“When
will we know?”
It
would take a few days, even with the strings that he could pull. “As
soon as possible,” he said, not wanting to give her a specific
timetable.
“Thank
you.” Then, just like that, she was across the car, giving him a
tight hug. “Thank you.”
His
arms wrapped around her, an instinctive response. She smelled faintly
of flowers, a sweet scent that teased his nose, and her body was soft
against his.
She
tried to pull away, as if realizing what she’d just done.
For
an instant he was tempted to hold her, to keep her close.
She’s
a client. Focus.
He
let her go, but his body ached.
“I
… um … I should get inside.”
Yes,
she should. While he was still clutching tight to his control. The
control that said he shouldn’t push her. Shouldn’t want her so
much. Not when she’d already been hurt so badly.
Her
fingers reached for the door.
“Let
me,” he said, voice rumbling, and Gabe climbed from the Jag. In
seconds he was on the passenger side, opening her door for her. She
rose, and her body brushed against his.
He
stepped back. Distance. He
seriously needed to put some distance between then. But even with
some fast steps back, he could still smell that light and sexy scent
that clung to her body. And he still wanted her.
“Your
shrink asked me a lot of questions about you,” Eve told him as she
stood temptingly close.
Gabe
inclined his head. “I’m sure—”
“I
think she wanted to know why I respond so much to you.”
Oh,
hell, she’d just said … He cleared his throat even as part of his
body surged in quick response to her.
“It’s a tense situation, you’re—”
“You
don’t look at me as if I’m a victim.”
He
stopped talking.
“I
mean, you know what I am, but you still look at me and seem to just
see me … as a woman.”
“Others
see you the same way.” Doc Tyler sure did. Bastard.
“It’s
different with you,” she murmured as she stepped even closer to
him. Her head had tilted back so she could look into his eyes. “I
don’t know what I’ve felt for other men before.”
Why
did the idea of others have his body knotting with tension?
“But
I know that when I see you, I want.” A hushed confession. “I just
… I needed to tell you that.”
And
he needed to make his self-control a hell of a lot stronger. Her lips
were just inches from his, and he wanted her mouth beneath his.
Wanted her lips open. Needed to taste her.
“You’re
the first man I’ve wanted since I opened my eyes in that hospital.”
He
could actually feel his control splintering. Client.
Cli—
“You
probably don’t want me. I—I might not be your type.”
Now
her gaze had fallen, as if in embarrassment. Had she really just
asked if she was his type? She was probably every damn man’s type.
“But
you make me feel normal again, so I had to tell you—”
His
fingers curved under her chin. “Eve …”
Her
smile was a little too big. Too bright. “I don’t think I can
handle anything else right now, I’m …” She pulled away.
Stumbled onto the sidewalk. “I just wanted to tell you how I felt,”
she told him again.
Then
she walked into the shelter, her steps hurried. As if she were
running.
From
him.
He
stared after her. She wanted him.
And
she was so fucking beyond his reach.
***
Author
Info
Award-winning
author CYNTHIA EDEN writes dark tales of paranormal romance and
romantic suspense.
She
is a New York Times, USA Today, Digital Book World, and IndieReader
best-seller.
Cynthia
is also a two-time finalist for the RITA® award (she was a finalist
both in the romantic suspense category and in the paranormal romance
category).
Since
she began writing full-time in 2005, Cynthia has written over thirty
novels and novellas.
Cynthia
lives along the Alabama Gulf Coast. She loves romance novels, horror
movies, and chocolate.
Her
favorite hobbies include hiking in the mountains (searching for
waterfalls) and spelunking.
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