What do you do when a web killer stalks you?

Romance can kill. All a girl has to do is harmlessly chat on the web with a killer, and she becomes the target of his twisted mind. Being ‘not worthy’ can be a real pain as he decides you need ‘cleansing’.thewebcleanser-cover_453x680

When a feisty cop gets it in her head to set herself up as a potential victim, all hell breaks loose. She sure gives the guy a run for his money, stirring his anger until steam comes out of his ears. Our hero cop tries to protect her, but comes up against all odds.

Can she escape from captivity by herself, or does her partner have to save her? Love abounds when these two put their heads together, making the cult member lose more than his temper.

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Blurb

Ryland Sanders is a feisty, no-nonsense cop who protects her heart with her smart mouth. She has no friends, and every partner she’s ever had gave up on her long ago. When paired with a new cop, Ry pulls out all stops to get rid of him, but he’s not one to run.

Kane Nanuq is from the Northwest Territories on Baffin Island. He’s tracking a serial killer who murdered his wife and children. When he meets Ry, his carefully planned revenge is altered. She wants to become bait, but Kane wants to protect her. She cracks open his carefully guarded heart, even as she loses hers.

The duo work together to capture the killer, but neither of them realize they’ve lost their hearts to each other until it’s too late…

Excerpt

Normally, Ry wouldn’t give a care in the world about people talking behind her back, but for some reason the gossip cut her deeply. Glancing at herself in the mirror, she saw a bewildered, angry woman, who had no friends, no family, and no one to talk to. For the first time since her teens, tears pricked her eyes. Shocked, she watched in the mirror as they glistened for a moment. Anger finally took over as it usually did when she became vulnerable. Lifting her chin, and throwing her shoulders back, she swiped at the offending tears, finally able to achieve the control she’d been missing all morning.

Nobody—and she meant nobody—could hurt her! Not ever! She gave her reflection a quick nod, squared her shoulders even more, and opened the door with a bang, making her way back to her office at normal speed. This time though, she took a moment to give the cops in the main room her best ‘Go ahead, I dare ya’, expression. Not a soul would raise their eyes to meet hers. With a sniff of distain, she opened her office door and entered her haven…at least, it had been a haven until her current resident showed up.

Ignoring Kane, she sat back down, and noticed that her computer ran smoothly. About to snarl at him, she found that he’d set a hot cup of coffee down in front of her. Now how could you get mad at a guy, when he’d given you the only saving grace of the whole morning? Deciding it best to keep her mouth shut, she opened up a few files, doing her best to ignore the aromatic brew. It took all of a minute before she gave in, and grabbed the cup. When it sloshed on her pants, she squeezed her eyes shut, and waited for the pain to go away.

Kane took the cup out of her hand, and used his clean hanky to dab at the large stain on her thigh.

Releasing a loud ‘whoop’, she nearly came out of her chair at his touch, but for his hand on her shoulder holding her down.

“Sit still,” he said in a low murmur, continuing his ministrations.

In a million years, she wouldn’t ever admit to him or anyone else, let alone herself, that his touch made her belly flutter with a swarm of butterflies. Keeping her eyes on her computer screen, she did her best to appear unaffected.

For a few seconds, he tapped the keys on her keyboard. “There,” he said quietly, then returned to his desk.

Angry that she’d found an interest in him, she snapped, “I’m not going to thank you…for anything.”

He smirked, saying clearly, “I don’t expect you to.”

 

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Author of Romantic Suspense and Paranormal Romance, I love a good tale. A full time author, I have plenty of time to work on my projects. I write, promote, and daydream about my stories all day long, fitting in my chores and family in my ‘spare’ time. Writing has been a healing experience for me. Having Bipolar II disorder, I go through hoops to remain focused, but I love to write and it takes me away from dealing with illness. I’ve come a long way into good health because of my stories. After all, my characters can do anything! There’s no reason I can’t.

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