Whet Wednesday

I'm still on track for completing editing and publishing around Valentines. So each week, and on Weekend Writing Warriors and mid-week, I'll be tantalizing readers with blurbs.

Mid-week blurbs will be slightly longer than those on #8Snippet Sunday, but not much longer.

This scene is close to the end of chapter 1. Shelbie has just gotten off the phone with Diamond, and we get his perspective of the situation.

   Why Savannah. And why now?

   It was too soon after Steven’s little problem in New Orleans. If one could call seven months too soon. In his world, any reoccurrence within a year spelled trouble.

   Problem was, only he knew that situation hadn’t been put to bed. How long had she been seeing someone?

   By the tone of her voice, she wasn’t having lunch with a stranger. No. He knew that sound. Shit, he used too often when courting Amalia.

      First Peyton and now Shelbie. “How the hell did I lose sight of them?” Diamond rubbed his hand over the stubble on his head. Need to shave.  

BLURB

A former prostitute and thief. A self-made billionaire set on revenge. Their worlds collide and neither will ever be the same.

Necessity made Shelbie Gilbrad a thief, the thrill kept her in the game. And now, she’s in trouble. She doesn’t see it coming, which is odd because she’s been plagued by visions her entire life.

Dagan Hunter Caulfield has resigned himself of never recovering the rare green, teardrop diamond necklace he gave his late wife. He’s moved on. However, his plan to surprise the woman he’s falling for backfires upon seeing her as a bridesmaid of his main suspect. 

Yet outside forces pit them against one another, putting Shelbie in danger and Dagan holding the smoking gun. Will he get her back or has he realized too late that sometimes diamonds lose their luster?  

Diamonds Aren't Forever is still on sale till the end of the month.