Are you in the mood for fun and a sexy suspense or maybe tonight calls for a little politics and intrigue. Author Josie Brown has you covered for both. Start with The Housewife Assassin’s Handbook. Fast paced, awesome gadgets and a great combination of mystery and humor. Grab it today for free. You can also enjoy for free, the great blend of suspense, corruption and romance wrapped up in politics in, The Candidate. Check out the excerpt below. It will have you craving for more in no time. Enjoy!
The Housewife Assassin’s Handbook (A Romantic Mystery) (Book 1) (Book #1: Housewife Assassin Series)
Genre: Romance | Mystery, Thriller & Suspense
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Murder, suspense, sex–and some handy household tips.
Every desperate house wife wants an alias. Donna Stone has one, and it happens to be government-sactioned. But Donna earned it the hard way. Her husband was killed the day she delivered their third child. To avenge her husband’s murder Donna leads a secret life as an assassin. But espionage makes for strange bedfellows and brings new meaning to that old adage, “Honey, I’m home…”
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The Candidate (Romantic Suspense) (The Candidate Series)
Genre: Political | Romance
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Seduction and intrigue are rampant on the campaign trail when a political campaign adviser discovers that Washington’s power broker elite have embroiled his presidential candidate in a plot involving an act of terrorism on US soil.
Democratic political campaign consultant Ben Brinker can’t remember the last time he was excited by a candidate’s vision. He feels he’s lost his way, both emotionally and professionally. Worst yet, his show-me-the-money policy seems to have finally caught up with him. Two of his recent clients have been disgraced in one way or another: a senator is caught in lurid sex scandal, and a congressman is indicted in a kickback scheme. In no time at all the political pundits are calling Ben a “candidate cooler.” Now Ben is desperate for any campaign gig he can get. As luck would have it, Andrew Harris Mansfield, the charismatic junior senator from North Carolina and former Marine pilot, asks Ben if he wants to run his soon-to-be-announced campaign for president.
Little does Ben know what’s in store for Andrew, or their country. Nor does he realize that the key to saving both have been placed in his hands.
If you like political thrillers by David Baldacci, Brad Thor, Vince Flynn, Nelson DeMille, Hank Phillip Ryan or Daniel Silva, this is the book for you.
“I hear you’re one smooth sonofabitch.”
Thanks to the hustle and flow of the Tilt’n Diner’s dinnertime crowd, Republican Senator Andrew Jackson Mansfield’s genial jibe was just loud enough to be heard by its intended party: Democratic political campaign strategist Ben Brinker.
Ben washed down a mouthful of the diner’s whoopee cake pie with the last sip of his coffee and winked knowingly at his hosts—a couple of New Hampshire Democratic Party chairs—before facing his accuser. “Senator, if I’ve made you sit up and take notice, then I must be doing something right.”
Unlike Mansfield’s smile, Ben’s was genuine, for good reason: at that moment his client, Congressman and recently declared presidential hopeful Richard Calder, was sharing his cozy vision of a Calder presidency with a reverential Katie Couric and all of America, including the New Hampshire voters gazing up at the television mounted over the diner’s short order grill.
To be honest about it, even Ben’s clients were known to label him with a colorful name or two, particularly during a campaign. Smartass for sure. Bastard without a doubt. And yes, sonofabitch was a given. In Ben’s mind that was all par for the course. Better he should piss off a client with a much needed reality check than watch him show his ass in public.
In any event, all was forgiven by the time the votes were tallied, because with Ben on your team it was a given that you would win.
Which is why the smart clients inevitably shut up and followed his advice.
And why, for the past twelve years, Beltway insiders had placed their bets on Brinker.
So when Ben jumped onboard Calder’s presidential exploratory committee, bets on all the other Democratic candidates—both unannounced and already declared—were off.
Hence, Andy Mansfield’s crude albeit admiring declaration.
From Mansfield’s gaze, Ben realized that the senator was also contemplating what might have been, if fate had played them different hands. And yet both men knew it was a moot exercise.The Republican powers-that-be were going to be backing Vice President Clemson Talbot, not some GOP upstart.
Reality having set in, both men turned back to the TV just in time to see Richard Calder lose any chance of ever getting elected as Katie asked him, in a quiet, firm voice: “So tell me, Congressman, does the name Jenna McElvoy ring a bell?”
The color drained out from under Calder’s pancake makeup as she directed him to the monitor beside her. On it was Calder’s long-time lover, a slight, pretty woman in her mid-thirties.
In that nanosecond, Ben realized that his career had imploded along with his client’s.
(c) 2013 Josie Brown. All rights reserved.
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