My Thoughts
It revolves around Jen who is on the brink of a major career breakthrough when she is put in a perilous web. It is a tale of both fascination and terror, in which the professional ambitions of Jen are intertwined with an ever-growing menace.
The author creates a very effective sense of terror. A secret admirer turned from innocent at first quickly becomes a mortal obsession. The admirer’s behavior becomes more disconcerting and he reaches a hell of a climax. …this will keep readers on the edge of their seats in disbelief.
The writing is very good, in particular about Jen and her character- she is portrayed as a strong, aggressive woman who won’t give up her career for anyone. The anonymous admirer is also interesting and brings an element of peril and suspense, leaving readers guessing till the last pages.
But this book could be only to some. The dangers of an obsession can make people feel uncomfortable. Nevertheless, this is worth it for those who like action-born thrillers mixed with a touch of professional ambition and some romance to make it an unusual reading but interesting.
In other words, it is a riveting read that you won’t be able to put down after page one. It is an elegy, icy and disturbing of how deep an obsession can take the person and the havoc it brings in its trail.
Thank you to the author, Goddess Fish Promotions, and Night to Dawn Magazine and Books for allowing me to read and review this book.
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Read An Excerpt
Jen looked down at the plain wrapped bundle lying on her desk.
“Jack do something to make up for?” her deskmate asked.
Jen puffed in exasperation and plopped into her chair.
“What hasn’t he done?” she replied.
Aldiss chuckled and bent over his computer screen.
“How long have you and I shared a desk?” she asked.
“A year or so, give or take,” Aldiss replied, looking up.
“Uh huh. And how long have I been seeing Jack?”
“That you’ve admitted to? Seems like running on a year.”
“Eleven months.”
“Close.” Her coworker turned away and went back to his work.
Jen tapped her fingers on her desk and stared at the bundle. It had a small card attached, but without raising the flap and reading it, it looked like some sort of generic message-type thing.
“And when’s the last time he’s sent me a gift at work?”
Aldiss grinned.
“What’s the package say?” he asked.
“You didn’t look?”
“Hey, bunky, I believe in privacy.”
“Some reporter you are.”
She glanced at the package again, noted that it had come from FedEx, and assumed Tammy had signed for it up at the front desk. Then she flipped the front flap on the little card open.
“Hmm.”
Aldiss glanced up from his work but didn’t say anything.
Jen snared some scissors out of her desk and cut the paper open.
“Obviously, somebody thinks my current diet’s unnecessary.”
He looked up again, his brows raised.
Jen held up a box of Russell Stover chocolates.
“Card not from him?”
Jen shook her head.
“Say who it’s from?”
She held the card up eye level.
“In appreciation of all your service to the community,” she recited.
“Doesn’t sound like a new lover.”
“I hope not. I’d like to think I’d know if I was seeing someone new.”
Aldiss furrowed his brow.
“You done any story lately that’s been big time?”
Jen half glared at him.
“Meaning?”
Aldiss spread his hands out in a placatory gesture.
“Hey, nothing personal. I’m just curious what they mean by service to the community.”
Jen glanced down at the card for a second before looking back up.
“Maybe it’s just a fancier way of saying ‘I like your work.’”
“Or maybe it’s just some creeper who’s got a thing for you. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time a hot news anchor had an admirer.”
Grinning, Jen picked a paper clip off her desk and flipped it at him.
“Far as that goes,” she snorted, “wouldn’t be the first time for me.”
Aldiss picked the clip up from where it had fallen on his desk and tossed it back her way.
“Just imagine if they end up giving you Karyn’s nighttime slot. They’ll be coming out of the woodwork.”
“Thanks,” Jen said. “I’m doing my best not to think of that.”
