Monday, September 30, 2013

Blog This by Cami Checketts



Will protecting children throughout the world cost Natasha her own family?
Devastated by the loss of her brother, Natasha Senecot works to expose the dangers of Matthew Chrysler’s violent video games, succeeding in bankrupting and humiliating him.
Chrysler retaliates and sends a hit man after her. Natasha is forced to fake her own death to protect her children, but after witnessing another tragedy, Natasha won’t hide any longer.
In a race against time, can Natasha expose Matthew Chrysler before his assassin murders her family and shatters her world?

Praise for Blog This
From the very first chapter, Blog This grabs your gut and your heart with surprising action and touching moments. Cami Checketts blends suspense, humor, and good clean romance into a story that will stick with you.
Daniel Coleman, Author of Gifts and Consequences

Loved it. Loved it. Loved it. Have read all of Cami’s books but Blog This is on the top of my list. Read it twice and enjoyed it just as much the second time. Just when you think you know what is going to happen you’re led into a different direction. Had a hard time putting the book down and was anxious to see how it was going to end.
Elsa Akinason



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Excerpt

A deep voice resonated through the phone lines. “Stop lying to your son. Of course there are people who are all bad.”
Her heart paused for a few beats and then resounded so loudly she was certain the man on the other end could hear it. “Who is this?” she whispered, not needing or wanting the answer. It can’t be him. Please not him.
“It’s the bad man.” He chuckled. “I came back.”
Natasha sprinted from the kitchen, clinging to the phone. Jace tried to follow. “Stay with your sister,” she yelled, jabbing a finger at Lily. “Don’t leave her.”
She flew to the patio door—the deadbolt was secure. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to protect her children from this bad man.
She ran for the garage entry. Her fingers shook, but she managed to click the deadbolt into place. He’s probably miles away. We’re safe. We’re safe.
“You can try to lock me out, Natasha, but I’ll be here. Your ex-husband isn’t around to protect you.” He snickered. “As if he could stop me.”
How could he hear their conversation? How could he see her? He wasn’t miles away. Was he already in the house? She hurried back through the great room. Her eyes swept each corner. What should I do? Her brain screamed the answer. Call for help. She had to get hold of Detective Bentley. He could protect them. She should check the front door first, but she always kept it locked. She had to find her cell phone. 
Jace pretended to play with Lily, clinging to a tiny teacup. He watched his mother with wide eyes. His chin quivered. Natasha tried to smile. “It’s all right,” she said, frantically searching for her cell.
“It’s not all right, Natasha,” the voice said. “You’ve been posting to your blog again.” 
“Where are you?” she screamed. Resting the phone against her shoulder, she grabbed the knife off the counter. 
His voice came low and husky. “I’m close.”
No! The knife trembled in her hand. Cell phone, cell phone. Where is the stupid phone? She yanked her purse off the side counter, shoving papers aside and chucking toys. No cell phone. She cast a glance over her shoulder. She couldn’t see him. She clutched the knife for supposed protection. Please. Please, don’t let him be in my house. She shivered and looked at her kids. Jace stared back with wide eyes.
Natasha groaned. I need that phone. The fridge. It has to be on the fridge. She ran past her children, unable to stop and comfort Jace. What could she possibly say that would reassure him with the way she was acting right now? She transferred the knife to her left hand and snatched her cell phone off the fridge. Thank heavens.
“You know,” the man continued, “I made a mistake not killing you the first time. I thought you were a better mom than this.” He clucked his tongue. “That beautiful little girl—there was something about the way she smiled at me. And your son acted so brave. They’re the reason I gave you the chance to survive. You blew that chance.”
Natasha tried to push the correct buttons on her cell phone as she ran to check the front door. Her pumping legs jostled her fingers. She didn’t let herself look at Jace as she raced past. She couldn’t convince him they were safe. She knew better.
Natasha rushed through the two-story foyer. Almost to the glass front door, she saw the tall form on the porch. She screamed.
“Please, don’t scare the children,” the deep voice whispered in her ear.





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2 comments:

  1. Your book looks like a really good book. Thanks for sharing with us!!

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  2. This sounds really interesting. Can't wait to read it.

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