The painkillers Duet is still set to release sometime in 2019, but another story has taken over the driver’s seat and is demanding to be told. I’m actually really excited about this book. It’s been with me for at least 3 years but wasn’t ready to come out—until now.
HAVE MERCY will be my next release. I don’t have a date set yet, but I’m thinking February-ish as this book is pouring out of me. I’m already 20k+ into it. And this is the faster I’d ever written.
The blurb was just finished today. This is a rough draft and it’s subject to change, but this should give you an idea. Also, I published a snippet in my Facebook Reader’s group last night, so if you want a sneak peek, head on over there: Nancy’s Reader’s Group
HAVE MERCY—coming soonish
I never saw it coming.
It’s hard to get over that kind of betrayal. It leaves a mark on the heart. A slow bleed that never goes away. She was my girl. We were supposed to be partners. She was going to be the mother of my children down the road. The only girl to warm my bed. She was my forever girl.
Until she ran away.
I thought she felt the same. But if she did she wouldn’t have ditched me like I didn’t matter. All the plans we made meant nothing to her. She disappeared without so much as a goodbye. Those cuts are the deepest. A gaping hole that can’t be sealed. I could’ve stomached anything else—a meaningless one-night stand, drifting apart, vanishing love. But abandonment is a deadly strike that can’t be forgotten. It sticks with you forever.
Three months later she showed up, expecting me to welcome her back with open arms. Excuses, lies, not even her crying eyes could make me believe the manipulative bullshit coming out of her mouth. For months I felt like I was burning alive. She shattered my heart and stole my soul.
I moved on.
Now, eighteen years later, a nightmare unfolds. Every detail makes my stomach churn. Lies come to the light. The truth is uncovered. And the people I thought I knew become strangers. The heartbreak I felt was only a scratch compared to the sliced open heart in my chest.
Winning her back seems like an impossible feat. She may never forgive me, because the thing about mercy—you have to give to receive.