IN MY SKIN by Shannon McKenna: Sneak Peek, Excerpt & Giveaway – Delish, Devine and All Mine…. one book boyfriend at a time.

Get a First Look at IN MY SKIN by Shannon McKenna!

Here’s your FIRST LOOK at NYTimes and USA Today bestselling author Shannon McKenna’s upcoming romantic suspense novel, IN MY SKIN! Join us as we get our first peek at this thrilling tale of deadly danger and burning desire. Don’t miss out on information about an Obsidian Files novella, an excerpt, plus TEN people will win an eBook copy of RIGHT THROUGH ME or MY NEXT BREATH, the first two books in the series.

Title: In My Skin
Author: Shannon McKenna
Release Date: June 19, 2018
Publisher: Self-published
Series: The Obsidian Files #3
Genres: Romantic Suspense
Format: Print & Digital

Synopsis:

Come back to me …

Luke remembers a few things. Just not his last name, or anyone he ever knew. He knows that he’s a supersoldier, genetically enhanced and loaded up with brain implants. He just escaped from a year-long hell of captivity, and to protect his family and friends from his tormentors, he blocked his memories. Now he needs those memories back, fast … or he and those he loves will die agonizing deaths.

Luke’s dangerous plan to reconnect with his past—and stay alive in the present—has drawn his enemies’ attention to the tough and sexy Dani LaSalle. He’s duty bound to protect the luscious beauty from the evil pursuing them, but he can’t control the scorching desire she awakens in him.

Dani’s strict routine has been trashed by Luke’s explosive arrival. This rock-hard slab of valiant, smoldering manhood appears out of nowhere, saves her life, spirits her away to his mountain lair and bewilders her with tales of sadistic researchers, enhanced assassins. Is this gorgeous, problematic sex god just plain crazy—or is she? But Luke can do things with his mind that are just as wild as what he can do with that body … and she can’t say no.

And there’s no time to wonder. As their passion burns hotter, Obsidian moves closer … and Luke and Dani must place their lives and their hearts on the line just to survive …

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BONUS!
Get a special look at the upcoming novella in The Obsidian Files!

To celebrate twenty years as a published author, Shannon wrote LIGHT ME UP as a gift to her loyal group of readers! The release date is still TBA, but please enjoy the cover and blurb!

All night long …

Tycoon and secret supersoldier Noah Gallagher never expected to beat the Obsidian Group at their evil game—genetically altering runaway kids—but he did, with the help of the brave and beautiful Caro Bishop, the love of his life. The two of them survived that wild adventure, but only just. Noah is crazy for his new bride, knowing all the while that being with him puts her at constant risk. Their love, their closeness, and the intense passion they share are shadowed by fear. Obsidian’s relentless hunt to recapture its rebels will never stop. Noah would die to save her—but now is not the time to tell her that.

Caro’s relaxing on their deluxe honeymoon in Italy, rediscovering treasures of Renaissance art, when they’re invited to the public unveiling of the latest secret sensation in the art world, the newly excavated Cross of Orazio. Caro is beyond thrilled. Noah is not. The guest list is packed with politicians, corporate moguls, celebrities, and entourages. Social media coverage will follow them everywhere.

Caro’s wild to go and Noah can’t deny her pleasure of any kind. They’ll stay off the red carpet. Admire the cross and leave for an erotic rendezvous he’s planned in advance, right down to the rose petals and silken cords. What could go wrong?

Everything. The fabled Cross of Orazio is more than it seems, and now he and Caro are right in the line of fire …

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Dani stepped through the passageway—and started backwards, with a stifled shriek.
An enormous dark man loomed in the shadows. Huge. Buzzed dark hair, vast shoulders, all bulked up with black body armor like a commando.
His eyes gleamed in the darkness with terrifying intensity. “Don’t scream.” His voice was deep, hoarse and scratchy. “I won’t hurt you.” He made a shushing gesture with his hands.
“Who the fuck are you?” Dani’s back thudded against the wall. “What are you doing here in my house?”
“We need to talk.” His voice was very calm. “Quietly.”
“About what?” Her voice shook.
“Shhh. Keep it down. About Naldo.”
She went nuts, writhing in his grip. “It was you!” she hissed. “You hurt Naldo!”
“No!” He whispered the words urgently into her ear. “No, no, no. That wasn’t me.”
She fought him, but there was an uncanny quality to his implacable grip. A sinking-into-quicksand feeling, as if he was using her own energy and the harder she fought, the tighter he held her.
He wound her into a shaking. Her legs were trapped between his rock-solid thighs. She strained against him, fear rising to a screaming pitch. “What the fuck do you want from me?”
“For you to listen.” The vibration of his deep, quiet voice against her ear sent racking shivers through her.
She swallowed to calm the shaking. “Fine,” she said. “Talk. Make it snappy.”
“Don’t be afraid,” he urged.
Dani let out a bark of incredulous laughter. “Hah! For real?”
“I won’t hurt you, Dani. I swear it.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and just tried not to hyperventilate. “Then why not come to the goddamned door like a normal person if all you want to do is to talk?”
“It hasn’t been a normal day. You never would’ve let me in.”
“Right! Let go of me! Asshole!”
“Shhh,” he whispered again. “I came in to warn you that you’re in danger.”
She twisted in his grip, just enough to catch the flash of his dark gaze.
“Oh really.” Her voice dripped sarcasm. “Am I. Now there’s a news flash.”
“Not from me,” he said impatiently. “From the people who hurt Naldo.”
“What do you know about Naldo? Who hurt him?” She turned to study his face again. “Wait. I saw you earlier,” she said slowly. “You were in the ER. Wearing a lab coat.”
“Yeah, that was me,” he admitted.
“I thought you were a new resident, maybe starting an ER rotation.”
“Nope, not a doctor. I was there to protect you,” he told her. “I’m here now for the same reason.”
“I didn’t ask for your protection,” she replied savagely. “Whoever the hell you are!”
“Getting around to that. Now listen. Naldo had a—” His body went still. “Shhhhh.”
She froze too, waiting. Listening. “What in the hell is going on?”
“They’re moving in on us.” He breathed the words out almost soundlessly. “Don’t make a sound.”
It was too damn much. She yanked one of her arms almost free. “The only problem I have right now is you! Let … me … go!”
His hand clamped over her mouth. She pulled back and bit his hand, hard. He pulled his hand free with a hiss of pain, and she started to screech.
In a blinding instant, she was clamped against his body so tight she could hardly breathe.
He hoisted her off her feet. Kicked open the door to the laundry closet. Hauled her inside.
And there she was, in the darkness in her clutter of brooms, buckets and mops, jammed in between her ironing board and her washing machine with a huge, mysterious, terrifying man.
So close, he was practically plastered to her body.

About Shannon McKenna:

Shannon McKenna is the NYT bestselling author of seventeen action packed, turbocharged romantic thrillers, among which are the stories of the wildly popular McCloud series and the brand new romantic suspense series, The Obsidian Files. She loves tough and heroic alpha males, heroines with the brains and guts to match them, villains who challenge them to their utmost, adventure, scorching sensuality, and most of all, the redemptive power of true love. Since she was small she has loved abandoning herself to the magic of a good book, and her fond childhood fantasy was that writing would be just like that, but with the added benefit of being able to take credit for the story at the end. Alas, the alchemy of writing turned out to be messier than she’d ever dreamed. But what the hell, she loves it anyway, and hopes that readers enjoy the results of her alchemical experiments. She loves to hear from her readers.

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