Dangerous Desires Book Tour & Giveaway

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Dangerous Desires 

by Dawn Altieri 

Genre: Romantic Suspense 

Three years after Emma Sloane's wealthy fiance's mysterious death, she's finally ready to move on and pursue her own dreams. But her plans are derailed when she's attacked outside her New York City apartment in what she thinks is a random violent incident. Then other women who look just like her start turning up dead... 

Homicide Detective Jake Quinn is haunted by the one case he couldn't solve. When he's put in charge of a new high-profile murder case, he interviews a victim who escaped a similar attack—and to his shock it's Emma, the former fiancée of his unsolved murder victim. 

Neither expects the sparks of attraction between them. But the killer escalates, clearly targeting Emma, and Jake's job is on the line. Can he solve this case before it's too late for both of them? 

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💣 An Excerpt 💣

Emma fidgeted in her seat in the local precinct’s small, brightly lit interview room. A clock ticked away the approach to midnight.

Her heart hadn’t stopped racing since she’d all but collapsed into the planter box outside her apartment, and it still showed no sign of slowing down. After giving what little information she could muster to the patrolman who’d responded to her call, she’d been brought to the First Precinct to give a formal statement. She’d faced a parade of officers who all had the same questions. Anyone who’d want to hurt you? Anyone you’ve argued with recently? Anyone who might be holding a grudge?

No, no, and no.

“Ms. Sloane?”

She stood as a light-haired, middle-aged man in a dark suit entered the room and reached out to shake her hand.

“Detective John MacKenzie, homicide division. Call me Mack. My partner, Detective Jake Quinn.”

She turned to the second, much younger detective, and her breath caught as she met his gaze. Electricity shot through her as he took her hand in his. He was tall, at least six foot two since he towered over her five-foot-six frame. His dark unruly hair was a little too long, but sexy as hell.

He gave her a nod of acknowledgment, and a warm blush rose in her cheeks as he examined her with a slow sweep of his ice-blue eyes. She had the strangest feeling she’d met him before. Had she?

Mack took the seat opposite her while his partner leaned against the wall near the door, propped one foot against it, and shoved his fists into the pockets of his jeans. Dark curls peeked over the top button of his white dress shirt, and the fabric strained against the well-defined muscles of his chest.

Wait, did he say homicide?

“I need you to do your best to tell me everything you can about the guy who grabbed you,” Mack said, his voice soft and encouraging.

She’d already been over everything with three other officers and a sketch artist, and she was clearly losing focus. “It happened so fast, all I saw was black clothing and hazel eyes.”

“What about height and build?”

Another question she’d been asked numerous times.

“He was taller than me, I’d say about six feet. And he seemed to be in decent shape. He was wearing a sweatshirt, so it was hard to tell.”

Mack scribbled furiously on his notepad. “Does the name Abigail Murray mean anything to you?”

Okay. That was a new one.

Emma thought for a moment. “No, I don’t think so. Who is Abigail Murray?”

Mack’s face remained as neutral as the gray walls of the room. An awkward silence hung in the air as he stole a glance at the second detective. Those gorgeous blue eyes were still locked on her.

“Abigail Murray was murdered earlier tonight,” Mack said evenly.

A shudder went through her.

He slung an arm across the back of the simple wooden chair next to him, taking on a relaxed pose likely meant

to put her at ease. It didn’t work. “You match the victim’s physical profile.” His voice was gentle despite the grim subject of the conversation. “You look like her. A lot like her.”

She sucked in a breath and folded her arms around herself.

“It’s unlikely he’ll come after you again. Seems like he moved on to Ms. Murray instead. But it couldn’t hurt to be extra cautious.” Mack stood and flipped the cover of his notebook closed. “I think we’ve got all we need for now.” He handed her his card. “If you think of anything, give me a call. And we’ll be in touch if we have anything new for you.”

She stared down at his card as he moved toward the door, and when he opened it, she shot to her feet. “Wait,

I—” Her pulse sped even more, and her lungs constricted at the prospect of standing on a dark street corner trying to hail a cab. “I don’t have a way to get home.”

Mack exchanged a knowing look with his partner, who gave a slight nod in return. Mack faced her again. “Detective Quinn can take you home.”

A lifelong resident of northern New Jersey, Dawn Altieri has been scribbling stories practically since birth. After reaching a milestone birthday (she won't say which one), she figured it was about time she took a shot at writing professionally. 

With an overactive imagination and a slightly twisted mind, she enjoys reading dark and dangerous tales almost as much as writing them. When she's not curled up on the sofa with her laptop, her latest story, a box of chocolates and a cup of tea (or a glass of wine, depending on the time of day), she can be found volunteering in the world of animal rescue. To keep a roof over her head, she works in the printing industry as a graphic production artist. She shares her home with her husband and daughter, and a menagerie of rescued fur-babies. 

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