SYNOPSIS
Miranda is back … and she’s back with a vengeance. Her sight is set and her target is Tench. Too many people in her life have fallen at the hands of the man who has a strange obsession for with her. Could Miranda be his next victim?
She knows how her friend Sally died, but she still doesn’t know why. Could this information be the key to unlock everything the Agency needs to put Tench away forever? Or is an unlikely ally and a piece of her past the answer to it all?
Her heart may be torn with grief, but her head is filled with a burning reprisal. Could Tench’s unhealthy desire for Miranda be her best weapon against him … or will she push him too far?
She knows how her friend Sally died, but she still doesn’t know why. Could this information be the key to unlock everything the Agency needs to put Tench away forever? Or is an unlikely ally and a piece of her past the answer to it all?
Her heart may be torn with grief, but her head is filled with a burning reprisal. Could Tench’s unhealthy desire for Miranda be her best weapon against him … or will she push him too far?
AUTHOR BIO
TJ Hamilton is a former New South Wales Police Officer who worked in various areas of policing around inner city Sydney. She also holds a degree in Criminology through Griffith University. Her love of crime and mystery started at an early age after she read her first Agatha Christie novel at the age of nine. Her fascination with the darker side of life came from living with a high-class escort when she first moved to Sydney in her early twenties. She developed a close understanding of these ‘ladies of the night’ over the years and loved the stories they told, most of whom she has still remained friends with to this day. TJ writes about her first love, the city of Sydney, and the wonderful places around this fabulous location. Her attachment to fashion is also present within her stories, thanks to her handsome Husband and his successful international modelling career. Writing came after leaving the Police Force when she was pregnant with her daughter, she sat down one day and started typing and has not stopped since. Nowadays TJ lives a quiet life in the tropics as a devoted mother and wife who loves her kitty-cats, far from the gun-slinging and criminal-catching days of the past. The action packed life she may have once had is now relived through her sexy fictional stories of mystery and intrigue.
Website: http://www.tjhamiltonauthor.com
Twitter: T_J_Hamilton
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EXERPTS & SUCH
Excerpts-
“I don’t like what you do to me, Miranda.” He speaks in almost a growl as he grips onto a fist of my hair.
He rips my head back and I’m restricted in this position. My heart is in my throat and my knees shake involuntarily.
“So now I’m going to show you what you do to me, and you’re not going to like it.”
I stare at him in the mirror but don’t say a word. A tear falls from my eye and catches the light on the way down my cheek,
but I daren’t take my eyes off his. My nostrils flare as they draw in as much oxygen as possible to calm my terror.
He’s not going to take from me anymore.
The van finally veers left and I set my sights on the heavily lit-up structure of the Moscow Triumphal gate.
The huge faded green monumental columns stretch up tall. Statuesque guards watch over the city below like dictating leaders.
The entire architectural formation of the gates screams of the city’s communist heritage.
As we continue along the road, the buildings begin to close in until they eventually line the street in a continuous line of endless grand sandstone terraces.
We pull up at the lights of the Nevsky Prospect intersection. The power lines above us weave from building to building, encasing us in an intricate web from above.
The sidewalks are filled with Russians caught in the jeans with sneakers tragedy of east European fashion.
As he pops more buttons open, my eyes are drawn down and I notice the new ink-work across his abs.
The words alis volat propiis curve in a semicircle above his belly button, stopping either side of the jutting muscle at his hips.
My eyes lead further down that muscle until it reaches past the line of his pants.
I pull myself back away from the enticing distraction and run my fingers gently across the raised edges of the fresh ink.
“She flies with her own wings,” he whispers sweetly.
My chest feels tight and I look up at him with a softening inside me. He marked himself for me?
There are remnants of Kira in there, but the majority of her is shattered just like I am.
The smallest pieces are the hardest parts to put back together. I hope she finds peace one day.
There’s one thing we share in common with one another that led us to this point.
We both used our bodies to get ahead in life. Does that make us prostitutes, or smart?
I initially had the idea to write this trilogy three years ago when I was working in the police force in Sydney.
I met many prostitutes and escorts in my life and all of these girls seemed really courageous to me. They all seemed like they had a story to tell.
When Fifty Shade blew the door open on taboo subjects and erotic fiction, I knew the world would accept this story ... and so Miranda was born.
When you see an artist -whether it be in music, arts or literature- thank their fans the most, you brush it off as them just blowing smoke up everyone's ass.
But when you are in the position to have people tell you that your work has meant so much to them, it makes every late night, every kids soccer match missed, every word that I've pored your soul into, worth it.
This passion is not about the money to me. It's the feedback I get from readers that is worth every single penny in the world! I can't imagine doing anything else in this world other than writing.
I'm like a junky when it comes to people's reaction, I never want to lose the feeling that you get when someone tells you how much they loved your story!
Fun Facts
1. My husband is a model. He was the face of Tiffany & Co for years ... and is at the same modelling agency as David Gandy! True Story!
2. I worked as a cop in the roughest part of Sydney, so I was trained in Riot Control.
3. I also worked in intelligence and surveillance for the police. We targeted organised crime.
4. I met my husband on a beach when I was sun baking. He came back with a box lined with a bag, filled with ice & corona's & won my heart instantly. We married 6 months later.
5. Give me a dead body any day, but if I see an animal dying, I go to water!
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