Cover Reveal: Femme Fatale Reloaded by Kirsty-Anne Still
Title: Femme Fatale
Reloaded (Pericolo #2)
Author: Kirsty-Anne
Still
Release Date: March
13, 2015
Synopsis:
I used to be fearful. I used to be admired. I used to be the
Femme Fatale.
Until I fell.
I fell from my status, from the pedestal I had been placed,
and I fell in love.
And that’s where it all went wrong.
I once thrived on one motto – Don’t feel, don’t deviate,
kill.
Now, I thrive on betrayal, a reminder never to trust my
heart, and the need to be Femme Fatale Reloaded.
It’s time I got myself back to the place I most belong – a
cherished, yearned for secret weapon.
However, when a ghost from my past walks into my life again,
pledging to be an Abbiati, my life turns upside down all over again.
My biggest problem was never the kill, but the thrill of the
chase.
Apparently, love is the most dangerous game I can ever play,
and my life is about to spiral out of control.
Excerpt:
“Seeing as we’re all out of money, is it safe to say this
evening is being cut short?”
“No, no, I don’t think the evening’s up quite yet. I reckon
we should up the wager,” Andrew comments, leaning into the table. “Strip
poker... I’d do anything to see Amelia stark naked and a loser.”
I don’t get time to roll my eyes and make some smart ass
remark as Zane suddenly moves, lightning speed accompanies him, and he slams a
knife down, nailing it between Andrew’s fingers, narrowly missing dismembering
his middle finger. There’s total stillness in the room as he leans in, the
creak of his chair is all that sounds out and we all watch with bated breath.
“Dare talk about my girl like that again and I’ll make sure
it’s a bigger member I threaten next time, understood?” Zane asks, his voice
dangerously threatening. “Well, Andrew?”
“U-understood,” Andrew stutters, his eyes wide, but he does
the wrong thing of looking at me.
Zane, noticing, leaves the knife, and reaches up to grab
Andrew around the face. He forces him, in a vice-like grip, to look at him.
Zane’s fingers begin to go white while Andrew’s face squishes up with the tight
hold. He waits a moment before chuckling and releasing his prey.
“You could never get a girl like Amelia, so dream on,” he
states, sardonically executing the words. “I already beat two men for treating
her any less than she is; don’t think I’ll make an exception for you right
now.”
Author Info:
I used to be just another Fanfiction writer! That was until
one person showed real interest in my work. And then another, and then another,
until I had this whole group of people reviewing like crazy and wanting
original work from me. I’d spent years writing for free online, I didn’t
believe I had it in me to publish something!
But I’m glad I did!! I never imagined pushing my work and
striving to reach my ultimate. I never imagined I’d be the girl who started The
Viper Rooms! But who am I to deny the inspiration when it hits?
I love writing, it’s a lifeline. I love creating a world
that others fall into. I love having the control to make a whole new world.
It’s like a dependency, an addictive one. It’s one of the things I’m extremely
proud of.
As much as I complain, I love the mini dialogues that go on
in my head, the plotlines that attack me when I least expect them to. The ones
that jump to life at the most inappropriate times and drive me totally crazy!!
For now I split my life between writing, dreaming, working,
and volunteering with children.
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