BENEATH THE TRUTH
By Meghan March
Release Day – August 8th
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From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes the final sexy standalone set in the Beneath world of New Orleans.
I used to believe there were lines in life you don't cross.
Don't lie. Don't cheat. Don't steal.
Until I learned people don't always practice what they preach.
I turned in my badge and gun and walked away from everything.
Then I got the call no one wants, and I’m back in New Orleans.
What I don't expect is for her to be here too.
Another line you don’t cross?
Don't touch your best friend’s little sister.
She's always been off-limits.
Too bad I don't follow the rules anymore.
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Review by: Gina
Meghan March has out done herself with this book! This book had the perfect blend of romance and suspense! This is the type of book that you pick up, start reading, and hours pass by and you dont even realize it because you are so enveloped with the story that nothing else matters.
Rhett Hennessy will make you swoon! He has that alpha male, protective vibe but yet he has this passionate side to him as well. I couldn't have asked for a better hero in a book! Ari was such a strong, independent heroine! I love seeing that in books. These two had the perfect amount of chemistry, you could see they were made for each other!
I absolutely loved the story line! From start to finished I loved every single word! The push and pull between the characters gave me a little angst to hold on to but when they came together, it steamed up my kindle. But the suspense!!!! That had me on the edge of my seat!!! Everything flowed together perfectly! The author did an amazing job with this book and it is a must read! It is a standalone in a series with crossover characters. If you read this one and haven't read the others, you will want to!!!
5 Stars
Review by: Leeann
AMAZING..
This story has everything. Literally all the feels.
It is full of action, suspense, a big “Who Done It”, romance and a crap load of sexy time!!
Rhett & Ari have both been called home but for completely different reasons.
Ari is home to deal with her ill father & Rhett is home to deal with the death of his. What unfolds is one hell of a
Journey to their happy ending.
This is a hard review to write without giving spoilers but I will tell you this is a 2017 must read. It will have you holding your breath
on the edge of your seat for some parts.
The story flows effortlessly and the plot quite literally thickens as the story progresses. As characters both Ari & Rhett are complex and
undeniably loveable. There is nothing to dislike about them. They have each others backs when the going gets tough and they work
brilliantly as a team.
What I liked about Rhett is that although he has all the Alpha traits and instincts, he understands that Ari is her own person and has worked
hard to build her life and her identity. At no time does he ever try to take that away from her, in fact he makes it his life mission to continually
Build her up. Ari offers the same support to Rhett and constantly reminds of all the good in him. It is a shame that people in real life don’t share these
qualities!
The writing is brilliant, the story line amazing and I would recommend one clicking this book ASAP!
5 Stars
EXCERPT
Wham. My heart slammed against my ribs as it sped up about twenty beats per minute.
The heat and delicious woodsy citrus scent radiating from his body did good things to me. Things that made me want to do very bad things to him. I wasn’t a seventeen-year-old virgin anymore. I knew my way around a man, but I had to admit, the hipsters in Cali had nothing on a homegrown Louisiana man like Rhett.
When he spoke, he leaned in so close that I could feel his breath on my ear. “You missed that shot on purpose.”
My gaze jumped from the sexy five o’clock shadow shading his jaw to his piercing green eyes.
“Wha-what are you talking about?” I smacked myself mentally when my old stammer kicked in. Of course he would cause it.
“That shot. You missed on purpose. I saw you adjust at the last minute. Why?”
I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth and decided to take the safest exit from this situation. Lying.
“Cue slipped.”
His eyes narrowed on me. “You’re lying and you’re terrible at it, just like you’ve always been.” He reached up and pressed his thumb to my left eyebrow. “You get a twitch right here.”
Oh my God. Rhett Hennessy is touching me. And what’s more . . . he knows my tell. He noticed me!
The fifteen-year-old inside me did a terrible cartwheel at the realization. Okay, more of a round-off. With a tumble in the grass to finish. Whatever.
But outwardly, I was trapped in that green gaze until he decided to let me go—or until I came to my senses.
I cleared my throat and sidestepped him. “Whatever you say, hotshot. I need another drink.”
Focusing on putting one four-inch heel in front of the other without biting it, I escaped to the table and reached for the whiskey glass I’d left behind, interrupting my brother and the waitress. They both stared at me as I chugged the contents.
I’d always wondered what it would feel like to have Rhett’s attention, and now I knew. In a word, it was . . . unnerving.
“How’s the game going?” my brother asked.
“Fine.” Keeping my answer short meant he couldn’t tell that I was lying. Heath wasn’t nearly as observant as Rhett.
“You winning?”
Thanking the Lord that Heath obviously hadn’t been watching, I shrugged. “I guess.”
He glanced toward Rhett and then back to me. “The sister I know and love doesn’t lose at pool. Ever. Even to Rhett Hennessy.”
I lowered the glass to the table and straightened my shoulders. “Like they say, things change.”
He nodded slowly. “That may be true about most things, Flounder. But you’re a pool shark and we both know it.”
Before I could respond, Heath’s attention jumped back to the waitress. I took another ten seconds to gather myself, also known as drinking offensively in my mind, before I crossed the floor to face off against my former obsession.
“You all right, Red?” Rhett asked.
“Don’t call me that. And I’ve never been better.”
His gaze dipped to my feet and dragged up my body. “I can agree with that statement.”
Whoa. Who is this guy with the innuendo? A glance at his empty whiskey glass told me he was drinking heavily as well. Was this the booze talking? Or was Rhett Hennessy not just noticing me, but noticing me?
Either way, I had to play it cool. Or at least pretend to play it cool, since it seemed I might fall short.
“Your turn, hotshot. Better not miss, because I’ll clear the table next time,” I said, but my cocky attitude backfired.
Rhett didn’t miss. He sank his balls and then the eight, ending the game almost as quickly as it started. He returned his cue to the rack and turned to face me, all traces of the earlier heat banked, his expression shuttered.
“Game over.”
What the hell just happened?
About the Author:
Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She's also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she's ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at meghanmarchbooks@gmail.com.
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