Stone Fall by Min Edwards
High Tide Suspense Book 3
Sandra Hastings has just lost the case of her career. Mob boss Silvestre Buonoventura is exonerated and now out to get her. And if that’s not enough, the New York D.A.’s office has politely asked her to take
some time off… maybe a lot of time… like forever.
Nick McCullough is a little bored with tiny Stone Bay, Maine, and his new job as Chief of Police. He’s hopeful though that a weekend camping with the lovely Sandra Hastings will put a little zing into his life. Now he has to make sure that the mob boss who’s put a hit out on her doesn’t get the chance to complete his plans. Maybe his little weekend will give him more zing than he needs.
By Min Edwards
Well, this is a hard one. I read ALL the time and have since I was a pre-teen. I read all the fiction books in my elementary/middle school library. But when I was twelve years old, my mother gave me her 1939 copy of Gone With The Wind. I was a goner. I read that sucker in eighteen hours straight through. I think my mom brought me a sandwich and possibly some chocolate milk during that time and thank goodness, the bathroom was right across the hall. I could have even gotten bed sores because I spent all of those many hours laying on my bed devouring that novel. Then during high school, I waded through my library there. I don’t remember college as being much of a reading experience except for text books… too busy with boys I guess. But when I married in my Junior year then romance and adventure reading took over again. My husband worked nights and went to school days, so after my classes, and I was very good at scheduling classes, I had all afternoon and evening to do nothing but read. So I did.
You’d think after all these years I would have a ton of favorites, and I probably do, but I read so fast and so much that although I remember the stories, a lot of the titles are stored in some cubicle in my brain that isn’t readily accessible. But I’ll try to filter through the Thrillers, the Adventures, and the Sci-Fi and pick out my five favorite Romantic Suspense novels of all time.
1) Tara Janzen: Crazy Hot one of her Steele Street series. Fast cars, hot women and enough studly heroes to satisfy everyone.
2) Tara Janzen: Yes, again, but this time outside her Steele Street books. River of Eden is a particular favorite of mine. It has lots of romance, adventure, bad guys and, wait for it, snakes. I seem to have an affinity for them.
3) Debra Dixon: I’m reading Bad to the Bone right now and the story is outstanding, the writing wonderful, and in my Kindle version there are no errors either in content or formatting. I’m really pleased to see this as almost all books have some and a lot have too many to count. I edit every book I read because… well, I’m a book designer and it helps me to find errors in my clients’ books. And of course as a writer, her book GMC, Goal, Motivation and Conflict has pride of place next to my computer.
4) Suzanne Brockmann, of course. I love all her books but my favorite is still Unsung Hero which started the whole Troubleshooters series. I’ve read this one three times!
5) Suzanne Brockmann, again for Breaking Point because who can forget FBI super-agent Max Bhagat. He’s such a reluctant hero, so afraid of love, and so very yummy.
Three authors, five books. That’s my list and I’m stickin’ with it. If you haven’t read these, please fly to the nearest bookstore or your favorite on-line retailer and get them. You won’t be disappointed.
As she lay in the dirt with her head outside of the shed, her feet inside, and the small of her back wedged under the bottom of the door, she considered that perhaps this was more than she could do. She was tired, she was filthy, she was hungry and she had to pee… again. Why hadn’t she done that before she contorted her body under the damn door?
With her face in the dirt, she was almost to the point of giving up when she heard something from the jungle across the clearing. A rustling but not accompanied by the distinctive chatter of the small monkeys who had kept her awake during the past two nights. In fact, there was no other sound. It was as if the jungle creatures had turned to stone in fear. And the thought of what could instill fear in them had her slowly easing her head up from the dirt.
At first, she saw nothing in the dim moments before the sun’s rays would angle directly into the clearing, but she still heard rustling in the bushes at a point directly across from her shed. Something was there, something big.
Then from the corner of her eye, she saw movement. At first just a dark shape peeking out of the leaves. Perhaps one of those monkeys.
Nope. In the next instant, the boxy black shape became something long… and slithery.
At first, it came into the now illuminated clearing slowly, sinuously. She knew the head looked big from her vantage point in the dirt, but as she pushed her body up with her arms, she realized that big wasn’t a… big enough word for the creature. It slithered out into the early morning sun, and slithered and then slithered some more until in the center of the clearing the thing began coiling and stacking its body until it looked like a turban.
Sandra knew she should do something. But nothing much came to mind except to stare. She was still caught with her butt wedged under the shed door. If that thing started toward her, she wouldn’t have a chance of pushing herself back under the door to the safety of her cell. And she’d dug a damn hole as a welcoming entrance for the beast. Come on inside and have a meal… of tasty plump American woman. Nick where are you? I need you to come and kill this thing right now.
About the Author
Min Edwards is the pen name of Archaeologist, Book Designer, and owner of A Thirsty Mind Book Design, Pam Headrick.
She has lived in many countries in her life—England, the Philippines, Cuba, Texas (yes, Texas thinks of itself as a separate country)—gathering experiences for her writing along the way. She earned Undergraduate and Graduate Degrees from Texas Tech University and The University of Texas at Austin in Anthropology with minors in Art, Geology and Geography, and she spent her early professional career as an Archaeological Illustrator of some renown. Radically changing track in 2004 and opening an Independent Bookstore in an affluent community outside Austin, A Thirsty Mind Words & Wines, (one of the first bookstore/winebars in the country) started her on her road to careers in bookselling, book formatting for eBooks as well as print, and ultimately writing.
Min works now from a small office in her 180 year old Greek Revival farmhouse at Pheasant Cove Farm just 300 yards from Cobscook Bay, an arm of the Bay of Fundy. In the summer she walks on her beach every day, listening to the song of the pebbles being washed back and forth in the tide. It’s a musical and inspiring sound. In the winter though, she’d rather the beach be sand and maybe transported to someplace warmer… Tahiti seems to be most often on her mind.
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The covers are amazing!
Wow great cover
Sounds like a good read.