Lançamento do dia/ Release Day Immure Diares - Part I by H.Q. Frost

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Lançamento do dia/ Release Day 
 Immure Diares - Part I by H.Q. Frost
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Sinopse/Synopsis 


Um encontro casual coloca Akela Dietz em um estupor pela primeira vez em anos. Quando o encontro acontece de novo, ela torna-se desconfiado do  atraente  Brit que coloca uma batida de volta em seu coração.
Malcolm Corpseknot III é peculiar, muito bom para ser verdadeiro e um assassino treinado. Quando seu escopo é definido na Akela, ele não tem certo se ele quer bater ou perder.
Ela é uma força a ser reconhecida, já tendo desistido de vida, e ela vai ser a morte dele. Se ela não acabar morta primeiro.
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A chance encounter puts Akela Dietz in a stupor for the first time in years. When the encounter happens again and again, she becomes leery of the attractive Brit that puts a beat back into her heart.
Malcolm Corpseknot III is peculiar, too good looking to be true, and a trained killer. When his scope is set on Akela, he’s not sure if he wants to hit or miss. 
She’s a force to be reckoned with, already having given up on life, and she’s going to be the death of him. If she doesn’t end up dead first.


Excerpt: 
"Who are you?" she demanded answers, not realizing he was pulling her between two buildings.  
  "I told you, I'm Malcolm Corpseknot the third." 
Realizing she was being led to a shaded alley, Akela opened her lips to scream and he slapped his hand over her mouth.
  "I'm not going to hurt you," the promise was breathed softly into her ear. "Listen to me." His lips were against her earlobe and his hand sat firmly clamped over her mouth. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to lower my hand. Do not scream." His eyes met hers, waiting for a grunt, or nod, or some indication of an agreement, but she didn't comply. "I want to lower my hand, Akela," he slowly spoke, staring her in the eyes. "Are you going to scream?"
Akela shook her head yes and he chuckled, rubbing his forehead with his free hand.

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