The Green-Eyed Doll

by Jerrie Alexander

Contemporary Romantic
Suspense

Published by The Wild Rose
Press

Released on December 7, 2012

Heat Level: Steamy

Length: 94,000 words

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BLURB:

Catherine McCoy is on the
run. For the past year, she’s been on the move, hiding the secrets and guilt in
her heart. When she lands in small-town Texas and meets Sheriff Matt Ballard,
he ignites a flame she thought lost forever.

Matt has scars of his own. He
left the big city after an undercover operation went bad and his partner was
killed. Now, as Matt hunts for a serial killer who paints his victims’ faces
like porcelain dolls, Catherine becomes a safe haven for him. Two tortured
souls finding comfort in each other’s arms—until he uncovers her secret, and
their bond of trust is broken.

When Catherine disappears,
Matt races to find her, fearing the murderer has found his next green-eyed
doll. But the killer has a surprise coming. Catherine will fight to the death
before she’ll be a victim again. Will her determination be enough?

Warning: This title is
intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult situations and
language and may be considered offensive to some readers.

EXCERPT

Catherine paced and argued
with herself. Should she stay or go home? She’d told Matt he’d need a friend
after the first woman went missing and now this. She couldn’t imagine the
pressure he must be under. Her plan was to have a hot supper waiting for him.
She’d basted and basted until the roast withered and fell apart. The once firm
potatoes? Mush. The gravy was a light brown paste.

Benedict Arnold stood and
trotted to the back door before Catherine heard Matt’s pickup. The dog was glad
to know Matt was home, too. She leaned back against the kitchen counter and
waited.

“Hey.” A lame greeting, but
seeing him stunned her speechless.

Dark circles and cold, weary,
blue eyes marred his Michelangelo face. His black hair fell in disarray and
looked like he’d raked his fingers through a number of times today. His
chiseled jaw and chin were dark with a long day’s stubble. With a couple of
long strides, he pinned her between him and the counter. He framed her face
with his hands, closed his eyes, and lowered his forehead to hers. They stood
in silence for a long time, unmoving, their bodies not touching. Fear for the
missing woman radiated off him.

His anguish, more than she’d
planned for, hit her hard. His dedication and concern, traits she admired, shook
her conviction that no man could be trusted. His tenderness, something she’d
never had, touched a long-neglected place in her soul.

In that small space of time,
where no one else in the world existed, Catherine’s heart found hope. Tears,
she’d promised herself never to shed again, slid unchecked down her cheeks. But
these tears weren’t because of her pain or grief. She cried because Matt
suffered and grieved for the missing woman. She slid her arms around him,
stroking his tense muscles.

“Hey, yourself.” He leaned
back and studied her face. The warmth behind his eyes returned as he wiped away
her tears with the pads of his thumbs. “Were those for me?”

She nodded and emotions
swirled in her head. Catherine struggled to regain her perspective. “I have to
remove no more tears from the Never list.”

“Why would you hold yourself
to such a never?”

“The only thing crying gets
you are red eyes.”

“Okay, tough guy. Maybe
someday you’ll trust me enough to explain. Why’d you break a rule for me?”

“The worry for Annie Travers
in your eyes broke my heart. I’ve never known anyone with your compassion and
dedication.”

“Careful.” The corners of his
mouth lifted. “You’ll be calling me John Wayne again.”

“Same soul.” She pushed a
lock of black hair off his face. He caught her wrist in his hand.

“Stop, Catherine. I’m
nobody’s hero. I failed miserably in that department.”

 

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About the Author

A student of creative writing
in her youth, Jerrie set aside her passion when life presented her with a John
Wayne husband, and two wonderful children. 
A career in logistics offered her the opportunity to travel to many
beautiful locations in America, and she revisits them in her romantic suspense
novels. 

But the characters went with
her, talked to her, and insisted she share their dark, sexy stories with
others.  She writes alpha males and
kick-ass women who weave their way through death and fear to emerge stronger because
of, and on occasion in spite of, their love for each other.  She likes to torture people, make them
suffer, and if they’re strong enough, they live happily ever after.

Jerrie lives in Texas, loves
sunshine, children’s laughter, sugar (human and granulated), and researching
for her heroes and heroines.

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Alexander:

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