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Finding Us (A Nucci Securities Novel) by Debra Presley
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 2015
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Finding Us Pop star Abby Murphy has fame and fortune and handsome boyfriend and guitarist, Sean. That changes the night she finds him in the arms of another woman. But Sean won’t accept the breakup, and she soon finds out he’s working with her mother, who’s also her manager, to keep him in her good graces.

As Sean ratchets up his threats against her, Abby turns to her bodyguard, Danny Nucci, who will do everything in his power to keep her safe.

But when Abby realizes her feelings for Danny run much deeper than she’d like, she pushes him away as much to keep her own independence as to protect him from Sean’s machinations.

When Abby finally finds the strength to confront all that is wrong with her life, she seeks refuge with Danny, but is it too late? Has she pushed him away one too many times for him to trust her now? Or can he put his own demons aside to help repair them both?


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About the Author:

Debra is a native New Yorker who made her escape to the suburbs. She often visits her hometown to enjoy a bagel with butter from her favorite deli, because there’s no better bagel than a New York bagel. When not in search of bagels, Debra spends her time running Book Enthusiast Promotions, an online promotions company that helps indie authors spread the word about their books. She’s also the owner of The Book Enthusiast blog.
She started writing lyrics in her wall-to-wall NKOTB bedroom at the tender age of thirteen while dreaming of the day she’d become Mrs. Jordan Knight. That dream never came to fruition, but she has continued to write. Now she’s working on her first novel.

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Reluctant Psychic

We all, as children, had our imaginary friends and monsters in the closet. But for Suzan Saxman, those friends and monsters didn’t go away—and they weren’t imaginary.

From an early age, Suzan knew instinctively that she had to hide her true self. She couldn’t talk about the specters who haunted her, waking and dreaming. In bed with a childhood fever, winged beings guarded her; bullied and friendless at school, she ate lunch silently under the steps of St. Theresa’s with the ghost of a nun; paralyzed with fear, she woke each night to see a man with no eyes, watching her; and she kept watch at the window, every day, while her real father was at work and Steve, her other father, was with her mother. It was the 1960s in suburban Staten Island and she tried to hide it all—to silence the spirits, ghosts and her own developing abilities to tap into people’s futures. She tried to be a daughter her mother could love.

Now, with Perdita Finn, Suzan tells the story of her journey in The Reluctant Psychic, and tries to make sense of her mother’s own personal buried secrets that were never acknowledged. She tells of the joy and terror in seeing things others couldn’t and understanding what no one else expected—and the loneliness and sadness of possessing a tremendous gift. Through powerful readings of others’ destinies interwoven with compelling narrative, a reluctant psychic emerges into the light.

Published: January 27, 2015

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My Review:

This memoir is as much, if not more, about entwined dysfunctional families as it is about psychic abilities. Saxman’s relationships with her parents, as well as her relationships with her husband and the men she has affairs with, read like material lifted from soap operas. Consequently, the psychic part of her story is often swallowed up in all the surrounding melodrama.

I was out of my mind. I had let myself be dragged into a kind of hell. I lay on the flowered carpet of the hotel floor weeping.

The writing is direct, as if Saxman is speaking to each of us privately. This style works well and makes for an easy read. At the close of each chapter, Saxman shares a brief anecdote from one of her readings with a client. These passages offer the most insight into her abilities, as we leave the drama behind to focus on the way her abilities work.

As for the content, it is indeed over the top. I commend Saxman for being so open, though I’m left wondering how I feel about it all. If I read this as fiction, I’d accuse the author of being ridiculous with the drama. Saxman makes a lot of odd choices. The men in her life are far too tolerant of her antics. Her husband allows her to carry on intense love affairs, while he apparently remains loyal to her. She spends a large portion of her life pining for and chasing after a particular man, but what she does after connecting with him felt, to me, completely selfish and hurtful. She didn’t seem to care about his feelings at all once she’d gotten what she needed.

He e-mailed me over the next year from time to time, but eventually he was too sick to stay in touch, and I never responded.

Saxman appears to experience a jumble of abilities. She sees spirits, hears them speaking, has premonitions and precognitive dreams, and can also feel connections with past lives. None of these abilities do her much good in her personal life, which is mostly a mess.

I’m left with mixed feelings. The focus is far more on her chaotic life, with her psychic abilities as perhaps an underlying factor. Some things I felt needed to be explored more, while other parts were expounded on to the point of exhaustion. If you are not a believer in anything supernatural, I doubt there is enough here to convince you otherwise. If you are a believer, Saxman’s life choices might make you question her connection to a higher power. Overall, I think ‘Dysfunctional Psychic’ might have been a better title.

We think we are the agents of our own destiny, but there are forces at work in our lives that are so much bigger than we can possibly ever understand.


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99 Cent Sale! SHE BELONGS TO ME by Carmen DeSousa

She Belongs To Me

A passionate romantic-suspense of love, betrayal, and obsession, She Belongs to Me will have you falling in love and wondering if you can trust anyone right up to the last page.

Charlotte police officer Jordan Monroe is used to being in control. Ever since his father died, he has provided for his mother and sisters and even hired his two brothers-in-law to help run his successful construction company. On a chance business trip, however, he meets the one person who throws his life into a whirlwind–Jaynee.

Jaynee has lived a tragic life and has sworn off all men. That is until a rugged southern gentleman lands in her seating area, refusing to take no for an answer. From the moment they meet, Jordan sweeps her off her feet, assuring her that happiness exists. But can she really escape her past?

Five years later, Jordan finds Jaynee on their back porch with a gunshot wound to the head. While Jaynee lies in a coma, Jordan has to go back to their beginning and figure out what went wrong. Did he push his wife to the edge, or has her past come back to haunt them?

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I have this one waiting on my Kindle. While I haven’t yet read this series, I have read many of Carmen’s other books. She is a super talented author, so go ahead and treat yourself!


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#MondayBlogs: One Senseless Murder Leads Us Here – NO JUSTICE – Only Revenge

One act of random violence…

One senseless murder…

She’s gone. Dead. And his life will never be the same.


No Justice

For Michael Sykora, killing started as blind rage. Then it became something he’s good at. To most of those who know him, Michael is a software designer, a smart but average guy with a workaholic nature. To a chosen few, Michael is a part-time hit man whose specialty is eliminating hard-core criminals.

Michael has managed to keep his two personas separate. Until now. When Nicki, a close friend, gets into trouble, Michael steps in to help. Having lost his fiance to a brutal crime, Michael will do whatever necessary to keep from losing another woman in his life.

Book #1 in Michael Sykora Series

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Blood Michael looked at him and considered the concept of enjoying what he did. He’d never thought of it that way, wasn’t sure he wanted to. Enjoyment wasn’t what he’d been after. It was about balance. Tipping the scales for the innocent. Preventing someone else from feeling what he had on the day that cop had told him that Christina had been murdered.

“What’s the job?” Michael asked.

“Guy about your age. Gets his rocks off raping women.”

Michael closed his eyes. He fought off the image of Christina’s battered body. Beaten, brutally raped, badly cut up, then strangled. He’d insisted on seeing her body at the morgue. Crazy. Maybe he’d thought she’d rise off the table in some miraculous moment induced by their intense love. Or maybe he’d been clinging to that shred of hope that the cops were mistaken; it wasn’t Christina.

Wrong on both counts. She was dead and would stay that way forever.

He opened his eyes and anger replaced the sadness. He said, “Who wants him dead?”


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Review – THE HAIGHT: Love, Rock, And Revolution by Jim Marshall and Joel Selvin

The Haight The counter-culture movement of the 1960s is one of the most endlessly examined moments of the twentieth century. Widely regarded as the cradle of revolution, San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury grew from a small neighborhood to a worldwide phenomenon—a concept that extends far beyond the boundaries of the intersection itself.

Jim Marshall visually chronicled this area as perhaps no one else did. Renowned for his portraits of some of the greatest musicians of the era, Marshall covered Haight-Ashbury with the same unique eye that allowed him to amass a staggering archive of music photography and Grammy recognition for his work. In this one-of-a-kind book, the full extent of Marshall’s Haight-Ashbury photography is stunningly displayed. Written by bestselling music journalist Joel Selvin, the story behind each of these incomparable images is disclosed through a revealing narrative, lending the images a fascinating context and prospective.

Bold and beautifully crafted, The Haight offers fresh insight into the Summer of Love, Haight-Ashbury, and beyond.

Published: October 2014

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My Review:

This book is pure perfection. These pages have something to offer everyone, whether your interest is music, history, sociology, photography, hippie culture, or all of these.

They dressed in post-mod thrift store chic, draped in beads and bracelets.

The photos are a mixture of black & white and color, with the majority being full-page. Many are candid shots, some are posed, and all of them capture one of the most fascinating periods of American history. We have many images of the musicians of the sixties. Many of these are offstage shots, giving us a glimpse into their personal lives. But perhaps even more interesting are the photos of the people on the streets. Some are tourists, some are just young residents hanging out. Jim Marshall managed to chronicle an era by expertly capturing the mood, the feel, and the look of the people making history.

LSD was the catalyst. Into this brewing realm of discontent and yearning, LSD was a grenade that detonated.

The text is well-written, informative, entertaining, and the perfect accompaniment to Jim Marshall’s photos.

They claimed one spot as Hippie Hill and sat around smoking joints and strumming guitars.

I bought this book in hardcover, which I highly recommend. While I love my Kindle, I don’t know that a digital copy would do this book justice. It’s large and heavy, the pages thick. The images pop. It’s a book that demands to be held, the pages touched, the ink smelled. This book deserves a place on a shelf or a coffee table, to be looked at, savored, and talked about.


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Book Review: BLOCKED by Jennifer Lane

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College freshman Lucia Ramirez has a secret crush on Dane Monroe. He’s a tall drink of water — blond, brash, and one hell of a volleyball player. ¡Híjole! Lucia hopes her volleyball scholarship to his school will make him notice her.

Too bad what’s noticeable is Dane’s obvious hatred for Lucia. Her family’s politics contradict everything he stands for. And politics are front and center in both their families. Dane’s mother is about to face Lucia’s father in the race for US President.

When Secret Service throws them together, Dane can’t deny his frustrating attraction to Lucia’s athletic curves and sweet faith in the world. Amid the intense pressure of college athletics and presidential politics, can opposites not just attract, but overcome overwhelming odds to be together? Or do their differences block their match from the start?

Published: October 2014

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My Review:

Where to begin? This book is compelling, surprising, sweet, funny, suspenseful, and so much more.

Let’s start with the writing. Ms. Lane is a pro. She gets out of the way and lets her characters take over. Her style is easy to fall into and get lost in.

We have two different viewpoints throughout, both written in first person. This allows us to totally immerse ourselves in the thoughts and feelings of both Lucia and Dane. Each switch between them is clearly marked at the start of the chapters. But even without that, there is no doubt which character is narrating because their voices are unique.

Could I stay away from Dane Monroe? Probably not. Would I stay away from him? Definitely not. “I don’t trust him either,” I said, to placate my brother. But I definitely wanted to see him again. Soon.

The characters are exceptionally well developed. They have all the quirks, personality nuances, and depth of any real person. Good people do stupid things, and Ms. Lane isn’t afraid to show us the realism of human nature.

Damn, she was mad! And so cute, all worked up like that. I’d never derived so much satisfaction from riling someone up like this before.

The plot, with its undercurrent of hot topic themes, is a masterpiece. We have the obvious romance that this story is built around. And we have the college sports. But Ms. Lane doesn’t stop there. I don’t want to give too much away here, so I’ll simply say that this author is both fierce and compassionate in her approach. She takes issues that young people – and old people – contend with in life and breaks them down in a way that is, quite simply, perfection.

Her eyes gleamed with such conviction that I wanted to sweep her in my arms, our differences be damned. But how would she respond if I kissed her like I wanted to?

Have I mentioned that I loved this book? Really, read it. The only risk you take is that you might just find your mind is a bit more open afterward.


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Book Review: INSIDE THE CRIMINAL MIND by Stanton E. Samenow

Inside the Criminal Mind

Long-held myths defining the sources of and cures for crime are shattered in this ground-breaking book–and a chilling profile of today’s criminal emerges.

Published: November 2014



My Review:

This is one of the worst books – if not the absolute worst – I’ve read on criminal behavior. The short version of my thoughts is that the writing is repetitive, the passages often lead nowhere aside from self-serving examples, and the tone is arrogant and judgmental.

So much is wrong here that I’m not even sure where to begin. Samenow criticizes the neuroscience approach to studying psychopathy, making the claim that criminals have “errors in thinking” rather than specific brain anomalies. Yet his examples of these errors in thinking are almost exact carbon copies of neuroscience’s examples of psychopathic thinking. Samenow’s claim is that traits like a lack of empathy are choices, rather than being rooted in brain chemistry. There is no such thing as psychopathy. All those people can choose to empathize with victims, but they simply don’t want to.

An offender commented in all seriousness to his probation officer, “This empathy thing; what’s in it for me?”

Samenow believes that parenting and/or abuse plays little to no role in how a person turns out. He downplays biology, claiming that our brain chemistry has nothing to do with our actions. And he also states that poverty has virtually nothing to do with crime. All our actions are choices we make freely, regardless of genetics, environment, and/or upbringing.

School alienation has been cited by the American Psychological Association as “a key factor in the development of both juvenile delinquency and school violence.” The fact is that the criminal rejects school long before it rejects him.He is bored and “alienated” from school because his objectives have little relationship to academic learning.

Samenow makes the broad and absurd statement that all criminals are highly intelligent. They are a conniving bunch of equal status. He makes no distinction between a criminal who is a con artist and one who is a sadistic killer.

You might think that no normal person has sex with his own young son, goes out at night peeping into windows, attacks and rapes a stranger, and so forth. The crimes may be sickening, but they are not products of a “sick” mind.

One of the most disturbing passages comes in the section on sex crimes. Samenow tells us about one man who has sexually abused dozens of children, calling his crime an “irresponsibility”. He then goes on at length about another man who was arrested and imprisoned for possession of child pornography. Samenow actually defends this man, telling us that his crime was simply “a relief from boredom”. Samenow goes on to authoritatively state that this man should not have received such a harsh prison sentence because he would not have gone on to actually harm children. In making such an assumption disguised as fact, Samenow commits an egregious error in his own thinking. First, this insinuates that ‘merely looking’ at child pornography is harmless. Here, Samenow is completely ignoring the fact that those children were victimized, not only by the person who took those photographs, but also by each person who then downloads and looks at them. Second, Samenow’s defense of this man is based on his belief that this man’s interest is merely a way to relieve boredom and has nothing to do with actually wanting to have sex with a child. Samenow completely fails to acknowledge that perhaps the only reason this man’s crime never escalated to physical assault was because he was confined to a wheelchair.

Ned estimated that he had been sexually involved with nearly four dozen boys between the ages of twelve and fourteen. Ned’s irresponsibility was no limited to having sex with boys. He bounced from job to job. He frequently overdrew his checking account and incurred substantial debt while living beyond his means.

For Ben, viewing pornography, including child pornography, was a relief from boredom.

Samenow perpetuates the myth of marijuana as a gateway drug, and he states without question that drug abuse is a choice. Once the drug addict is caught committing a crime, he/she conveniently cries about the addiction being a disease and causing his/her actions. The criminal is, in Samenow’s opinion, conning the system in order to get away with crime. In this respect, Samenow ignores all the science of addiction, instead choosing to further his own opinion of addicts as worthless (but smart!) criminals choosing drugs over sobriety simply because they’re having more fun.

A person cannot say no to cancer, but he can say no to drugs. The criminal latches onto the disease idea and uses it to explain his behavior: his “disease” was responsible.

Throughout this entire book, Samenow offers no research of his own. At the same time, he ignores any and all research that contradicts his beliefs. In his world, there is no such thing as cause and effect. There is only right and wrong thinking, and choice, and we all, in his view, stand in the same place and have all these same choices.


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#MusicMonday: Turn It Up! GEOFF LENOX Rocks

Ready for some hard-driving rock? Geoff Lenox has what you’re looking for! This guy writes killer songs and sings them in a way that makes you pay attention. You’ll want to jump out of your seat, dance, sing, yell, and maybe even shed a tear or two. Geoff has just released Into The Light. This is his first album, but you’d never know that by listening. Singing, playing guitar, writing music – this is what Geoff Lenox was born to do.

Here’s a look at the album:

Lenox - Into The Light
A Man and His Gun
Angel Eyes
The Long Black Car
The Seasons Change
Another Nail in the Coffin
Say A Prayer
The Trail of Tears
The River


Say A Prayer was Geoff’s first single release, back a few months ago before the album was complete. I was less than halfway through my first listen when I bought the song. Soon afterward, I pre-ordered the CD. The song has become somewhat of an anthem for me. I’ll share it here, but be forewarned that it’s addictive:

Shattered and torn, tortured and burned, but at least I reached for something.


Geoff is generously allowing fans to stream his album free on Bandcamp. You can also download this one by naming your own price. Pay what you want, or what you can afford. Technically, that could mean grabbing it free. But we all know free doesn’t support an artist. They have bills to pay, just like the rest of us. Plus, we want new music, right? So please, if you like what you hear, consider making a purchase.

Here’s the album to stream if you have the time and desire: (Seriously, make the time!)


Geoff is not only talented, he’s a great guy. Connect with him. Talk music or the best brand of disposable diapers. (He has a new baby!) You can find Geoff and his music in the following places:



Please be kind and support indie music whenever possible. Purchase a song, play it loud, and tell all your friends!

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Nick Crane, Spirit Catchers and the Making of Cicero’s Dead

Cyberspace is a wonderful place, where we’re able to connect with people we’d otherwise never meet. Some of my favorite people came into my life this way. Patrick Moore is one of these people. He runs the All Things Crime Blog, which is how we initially connected. Now he is also a published author. His novel – Cicero’s Dead – made my top 9 list fiction reads for this year. I asked Patrick to share the story of how this book came to be. It’s a very cool story! So, without further interference from me, here is Patrick story behind his story:


Nick Crane, Spirit Catchers and the Making of Cicero’s Dead

Those of us who yearn to write fiction learn to seize the moment when that elusive wisp of inspiration (at least for me) comes our way. Crime writer and blogger Darcia Helle has asked me to write a few words about the peculiar way my Private Investigator, Nick Crane, came into existence.

Nick has evolved considerably since that fated day when he side-winded his way into what passes as my brain.

It was the summer of 2000. 9-11 had not yet occurred and the world had not yet gone completely wrong. We were in a rental car traveling across the Nevada desert on the way to Salt Lake City. We stopped at a rest stop 60 miles east of Winnemucca. There, deep in the heart of isolation – in a land the locals no doubt love but strangers do not understand – a curious thing happened that changed my life irrevocably.

At the rest stop, I spot a Native American selling curios and spirit catchers. It’s about 110 degrees, there in the dry heat of the desert. I look through the spirit catchers, spot a likely one and pay up. The Native American accepts my money and the exchange is made.

We walk back to the car. F___, there are the keys, dangling in the ignition. Like paranoids everywhere, we’d rolled up the windows to discourage Rest Stop Thieves.

We try the usual “slide the hook through the window crevice” routine but I’m not enough of a car thief to make it work. Fellow travelers do their best to help but they apparently are not car thieves either. There in outer isolation there is no cell phone service.

“F— it,” I say. I find a large rock and hurl it through the driver’s side window. Amazing how much glass goes into a multi-ply car window. It takes 15 minutes to clean it up before we get back on the highway.

We’re naturally a bit subdued by this wretched turn of events but there’s no choice other than to drive on to Salt Lake. When you’re traversing mountainous, desert terrain with no driver’s side window, the rushing wind overwhelms nearly everything, especially conversation. I plug in a Lou Reed tape and begin playing “Coney Island Baby” over and over. Maybe 30 times, stuck on the Coney Island Baby railroad.

Because it’s so noisy, I can barely hear the music, but Reed’s distinctive vocals are easily discernible. These particular words hit me with sledgehammer force:

But remember the princess who lived on the hill
Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through

I really only focus on the second line: “Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong.”

Little do I know that the Spirit Catcher is doing its work, catching the spirit of Nick Crane in an earlier incarnation and his lover and future wife Cassady Walker.

So Allies is born. Nick meets Cassady and they are hot for one another. Nick’s recently graduated from SF State and Cassady is a troubled rich girl with a penchant for rough sex. Her ex, Michael Wren, is a dangerous man (“she knew you was wrong”) with criminal connections, and when he discovers Cassady and Nick are falling into an obsessed state that passes for love, he hires a coupled of thugs to stalk Nick and teach him who’s who and what’s what.

Oddly, Allies – which starts out as a kinky ménage à trois love story – transmutes into a crime novel, undeveloped to be sure, but a crime novel nonetheless.

When I finish Allies, I send it down to J.B. in L.A. to see if he can do anything with it. He can’t but he realizes I can write and after a bit of jockeying, he hires me to work at his firm as a Private Investigator and Sentencing Mitigation Specialist. We pull up stakes and move to the L.A. suburbs. I go to work for J.B. My first day on the job was October 6, 2002.

After a few years, as I become more and more inundated with criminals and crime, I begin reading Dennis Lehane’s Patrick Kenzie and Angela Gennaro series. I also read James Lee Burke. Although Burke writes great sentences, I find his plots to be on the weak side. Lehane seems to have the knack of creating colorful characters while telling a gripping story. And I like his combination of violence, grit and realistic human interaction, so while writing my crime novel, I have his model in the left and right of my mind.

Thus, Cicero’s Dead, is born. Nick Crane is my P.I. and Cassady is his now grown-up punk rock wife. Her troubled past, as depicted in Allies, is erased. Nick, who had a more or less normal upbringing in Allies, is the troubled one. This is only hinted at in Cicero’s Dead but will be revealed more fully in Nick’s next novel, The Mental Health Club.

In the novel, Bobby Moore, who is my brother-in-arms from Alabama, is Nick’s “muscle”, and Brad Tanner, Nick’s dear friend from SF State, is a fictionalized version of my closet friend of the past 30 years.

I am very grateful to many people for helping me travel this perhaps unusual road. These folks know who they are and they know that I try to never forget a kindness. I am also very grateful to the Spirit Catcher who apparently guided me to this point as fate, destiny, Lou Reed and the dumb ass who locked the keys in the car all coalesced in a new P.I. who readers seem to like, much to my delight.


Cicero Cicero Lamont dealt drugs in massive quantities making huge profits and lots of enemies until one night he was introduced to a steel bumper in a hit-and-run and now he’s dead. His daughter, Jade, has also just learned that her mom has committed suicide and now her brother, Richie, is missing. Jade hires Nick Crane to find Richie and to track down whoever murdered their father, but as the old saying goes, ‘be careful what you wish for’, because 300 million dollars cuts an awful lot of family ties.

Arnold Clipper, vile, cunning and deadly, accompanied by Richie, has been to see Ron Cera, Jade’s former boyfriend. It didn’t go well and shortly after Nick speaks to Ron, his decapitated corpse turns up on Skid Row. James Halladay, the Lamont family lawyer, pays Nick a lot of money to keep his name out of the investigation, only now the cops are pissed and jamming Nick for Ron’s murder.

When it seems like it couldn’t get any worse, several members of Los Muertos, an outlaw motorcycle club, pay Nick a visit at his home. Unfortunately for them, Nick’s close friend, ex Viet Nam vet, Bobby Moore, who has been helping him with the investigation, gets the drop on them with bloody consequences.

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New Release: ONE MINUTE THERE by Max E. Stone



Two torturous months came and went

Detective Bennett refuses to give up on finding his daughter

Even as the authorities of New England and beyond, trailing the blood in the girl’s wake, devised a ruthless manhunt to bring her back

Well aware of the young woman’s fragile state, Bennett is determined to locate her first

And terrified to learn that he and the officers aren’t the only ones looking…


Tucked in a hideaway past America’s borders, courtesy of her only trusted connect as of late, Melissa is sure she’s safe.

That is until the hammering knocks at her door threaten her world, her sanity…

And her life.


Published: March 20, 2015

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About the Author:

Max Stone Mycharacters take over my life. I just happen to be ready with the pen and paper to record it all.

Sounds crazy, but its the story of my life…

I have been writing since the age of nine where it began as a hobby. My teen years altered my life to such a point where the pen saved my life, New England became my home, and the Warrens, Bennetts, and Johnsons became my family.

I had no choice but to share this feeling with the world.

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One Minute There is book #3 in the Warren/Johnson/Bennett Series. Here’s a look at the first two books, which you can find on Max’s Amazon author page:


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