Today we have the blog tour for Keri Lake’s INTREPID. We are so excited to share this new release with you! Grab your copy today!
Author: Keri Lake
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About Intrepid:In the corner house of an empty street, there is a boy inside a box. In that boy, there lives a secret, one so dark, it’s sealed with locks.
Nearly ten years have passed since the night I was captured. Tricked and betrayed, I suffered the hours of brutal torment with death’s cold whisper across my skin. And when the nameless faces that haunted my nightmares took everything and everyone I loved, I feared I’d never be free of the darkness.
But that's the thing about fear. Over time, it breeds anger, and when anger fills the box, vengeance bleeds out.
It's been almost a decade since I escaped their hell, staying in the shadows, hiding my demons, and God help them now that I've tasted retribution and crave more of it.
Blood is the price for pain, and I vow to take everything and everyone they love. I’m no longer a frightened boy, but the intrepid vigilante, a ruthless executioner, who will stop at nothing to punish the depraved few that stole my life and walked free.
The plan is perfect, except for her. The one woman I'm forbidden to have, whose soothing touch settles my fractured mind. My angel of mercy sent to silence the voices. Yet, not even she can save me from the black void wherein my skeletons lie buried beneath the truth. Because in order to feed my thirst for revenge, I have to destroy the very thing that gives me purpose.
Tooth for a tooth, heart for a heart.
A paper wedged inside the book he’d been studying snagged my attention. I tugged out the page filled with scribbles I didn’t bother to read, holding it up in the air. “Ty! Wait!” Jumping up from my chair knocked it backward in a clamor that failed to make him stop.
I caught up with him just in time for him to spin around and pin me to the bookshelves behind me, crinkling the paper in my hands. A surging tide of desire rolled through my veins, stoking my pulse. For one brief moment, he stared at my lips, and the energy between us crackled. I waited for the boom. As though he were lightning, and I thunder, and the pause in between were our heartbeats counting down the seconds.
One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four …
Until, at last, he pressed his lips to mine, and I could swear the earth shook beneath my feet. It weakened my knees as he held my wrists pinned. Set me off balance and lit up my sky with an electric heat so intense, it stole my breath.
I tugged the collar of his shirt, drawing him closer, kissing him harder, ravenously. He tasted like warm cinnamon on my tongue, and his lips were soft, but imposing. Demanding my surrender. My body melted into his, the electricity burning me where I stood clutching him for stability.
He groaned against my lips, lodging his fingers into my hair, and his other hand slipped beneath my thigh, hoisting me up. Pinned against the criminal psychology books behind me, I fought for the breath he stole from my mouth.
His kiss wasn’t sweet, or reverent, but fervent and greedy. It felt forbidden, as if we shouldn’t, for a hundred different reasons—not a single one of which came to mind in that moment. I didn’t want the air that wrenched at my lungs, because doing so meant breaking the kiss, floating back down to earth, and I wanted to stay in that place forever. I realized then, in that moment, I’d never truly been kissed before, and those who had kissed me hadn’t known what the hell they were doing.
Ty had transcended me.
His lips broke from mine first, our foreheads still pressed together as we fought for the small bit of air between us. Fingers loosening their grip, he set me back down, his eyes riveted on my mouth. One more slant of his lips over mine told me he was still hungry, and the sharp bite of his tangled fingers nipping at my scalp, along with the slight tremble in his arm, confessed the extent of his appetite.
Something deep inside my bones told me if we weren’t within earshot of others, he’d have torn me apart and left me begging for more.
“I’ll see you Friday,” he whispered, sliding the ruined page of notes from my hand, and walked away.
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OTHER BOOKS IN THE SERIES:
RICOCHET (VIGILANTES, #1):
BACKFIRE (VIGILANTES, #2):
About Keri Lake:
Keri Lake is a dark romance writer who specializes in demon wrangling, vengeance dealing and wicked twists. Her stories are gritty, with antiheroes that walk the line of good and bad, and feisty heroines who bring them to their knees. When not penning books, she enjoys spending time with her husband, daughters, and their rebellious Labrador (who doesn’t retrieve a damn thing). She runs on strong coffee and alternative music, loves a good red wine, and has a slight addiction to dark chocolate.