Gabriel, A Deadly Sin & Harlot

Three standalone suspense/thrillers by Tracie Podger All **LIVE** now

Gabriel

Blurb

There are some f**ked up people in the world, unfortunately, the worst kind ended up destroying my life.

My wife had been murdered and I made it my mission to find out why and by whom.

But when the ‘why’ and the ‘whom’ invaded my small town, my house, my life, and turned it upside down, it brought more death and devastation.

When you don’t know your enemy it’s hard to know who to trust. I had the greatest religion on earth on one side and a mad man on the other. I was stuck in the middle.

My name is Gabriel. I had a perfect life, a perfect wife, and now I am fighting for justice.

A dark, epic thriller for readers over the age of 18. 

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A Deadly Sin

Blurb

There are seven deadly sins, so they say.

Pride, Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, Lust, Sloth, and Greed.

We are guilty of them all.

But what happens when someone decides to become judge, jury, and executioner of those

that commit these sins?

Detective Mich Curtis is thrown back into a world he thought he’d managed to struggle out of.

It started as a simple murder case to solve – it became a fight to survive.

Seven sins, seven murders – who will be the last man standing?

The executioner or the only person fucked up enough to get inside his mind?

Suspense/thriller for readers over the age of 18

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Harlot

Blurb

Charlotte Kenny is nineteen years old and a prostitute.

Not by choice, though.

When a client is murdered, Charlotte is thrown into a world she believes should be between the pages of a novel.

Beau Mercier is an ass with a dark past.

When Charlotte ends up on his doorstep, he knows trouble will follow.

Two people, who neither trust nor like each other, are forced together in a town where all is not as it seems.

Can Charlotte escape her trouble? Can Beau open up enough to help her?

Both want to, but secret pasts, murder, and intrigue, get in the way.

Harlot accompanies the thrillers, Gabriel and A Deadly Sin, and can be read as a standalone.

For readers over the age of 18.

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Meet the Author

Tracie Podger currently lives in Kent, UK with her husband and a rather obnoxious cat called George. She’s a Padi Scuba Diving Instructor with a passion for writing. Tracie has been fortunate to have dived some of the wonderful oceans of the world where she can indulge in another hobby, underwater photography. She likes getting up close and personal with sharks.

Tracie likes to write in different genres. Her Fallen Angel series and its accompanying books are mafia romance and full of suspense. A Virtual Affair, Letters to Lincoln and Jackson are angsty, contemporary romance, and Gabriel, A Deadly Sin and Harlot are thriller/suspense. The Facilitator is erotic romance.

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Harlot

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Harlot by Tracie Podger is now live!  Read on below for an exclusive excerpt and links for a chance to win a £50/$50 Amazon Gift card among other fabulous prizes. 

Synopsis

Charlotte Kenny is nineteen years old and a prostitute.

Not by choice, though.

When a client is murdered, Charlotte is thrown into a world she believes should be between the pages of a novel.

Beau Mercier is an ass with a dark past.

When Charlotte ends up on his doorstep, he knows trouble will follow.

Two people, who neither trust nor like each other, are forced together in a town where all is not as it seems.

Can Charlotte escape her trouble? Can Beau open up enough to help her?

Both want to, but secret pasts, murder, and intrigue, get in the way.

Harlot accompanies the thrillers, Gabriel and A Deadly Sin, and can be read as a standalone.

For readers over the age of 18.

Amazon UK – http://amzn.to/2kr5dnB

Amazon US - http://amzn.to/2lQo9t2
Amazon Aus - http://amzn.to/2l91zvI

Amazon CA - http://amzn.to/2kTMAaB
Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34353568-harlot

Excerpt

I slumped into my broken and grubby sofa, wincing at the soreness of my bare feet. I didn’t have the energy to clean them. Instead, I poured myself a glass of cheap wine and gulped it down. My hand shook so much it was hard to hold the glass to my lips. The wine burned its way down my throat, mixing with the bile that was churning in my stomach. I pulled my dirty feet up onto the sofa and curled up. Finally, the tears fell.

I hugged myself, trying to get some warmth into my bones. The trailer I lived in was freezing with just a small gas heater that gave off enough of a smell for me not to want to use it. I pulled a quilt around my shoulders and then cried harder. 

My grandmother had made that quilt; it was the only item I had that reminded me of her.

I missed her bitterly. I had since she’d died but more so then. She would have hugged me; she would have known what to do. I would never have found myself in the situation I was had she been around. I cried out her name, praying she could hear and guide me. Not that I thought I could sleep, but I closed my eyes, hoping that dawn would arrive quickly and I’d have a clearer mind.

A sweep of car headlights across the room disturbed me. I sat up, pulling the quilt tight around me and held my breath. The lights came to a stop outside my trailer. I quietly slipped from the sofa, and in a crouch, I crept to the window. I sat on the floor, my back to the door, knowing if someone looked in, they wouldn’t see me.

My blood froze in my veins when I heard my name being called, more so, when I recognized the voice. If he wanted to get in, one kick would have the front door fly off its brackets. I covered my mouth to stifle the sob when the door rattled.

“I know where you’ve been, whore,” he slurred, before laughing. “You won’t be going back there.”

“Please, go away,” I whispered, hoping for divine intervention. That came in the form of a dog.

Barking echoed around outside, becoming more frantic. I heard his heavy footsteps clomp down the wooden steps, away from the door, and then the headlights swept across the room again. I sat, straining my ears to listen for the engine of his car and breathed a sigh of relief when that sound became faint.

I knew at that point I couldn’t stay there. I had to leave. I scrambled to my feet and rushed into my bedroom. I gathered what few belongings I had, and crammed them into a battered backpack. The last thing I picked up was the quilt. 

I pulled on some socks and my sneakers, still aware of how dirty my feet were, and headed for the kitchenette. Hidden in a cupboard, in a small tin, were my meager earnings, well, the portion of earnings I was allowed to keep. In addition, there was my ‘gift’ of a hundred dollars. At the thought of that ‘gift’ and the person who gave it, tears welled in my eyes again. I would call the police, but I would have to do it anonymously. There was no way I could go forward and publicly report what I’d seen.

I was scared, I was trailer park trash, and I was a prostitute.

Copyright T J Podger

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About the Author

Tracie Podger currently lives in Kent, UK with her husband and a rather obnoxious cat called George. She’s a Padi Scuba Diving Instructor with a passion for writing. Tracie has been fortunate to have dived some of the wonderful oceans of the world where she can indulge in another hobby, underwater photography. She likes getting up close and personal with sharks.

Tracie likes to write in different genres. Her Fallen Angel series and its accompanying books are mafia romance and full of suspense. A Virtual Affair is contemporary romance, and Gabriel and A Deadly Sin are thriller/suspense. The Facilitator is erotic romance.

Available from Amazon, iBooks, Kobo & Nook

Fallen Angel, Part 1

Fallen Angel, Part 2

Fallen Angel, Part 3

Fallen Angel, Part 4

The Fallen Angel Box Set

Evelyn - A Novella – To accompany the Fallen Angel Series

Rocco – A Novella – To accompany the Fallen Angel Series

Robert – To accompany the Fallen Angel Series

Travis – To accompany the Fallen Angel Series

A Virtual Affair – A standalone

Gabriel – A standalone

The Facilitator – A standalone

A Deadly Sin – A standalone

Harlot – A standalone

Coming soon

Allana - 2017

Hitchhiker - 2017

Jackson - 2017

Letters to Lincoln – 2018

Rocco: The Missing Years – 2018

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Harlot

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Harlot by Tracie Podger is now open for pre-order.  How intriguing is this cover?  I can't wait to read this. Join me on release day, 31st March, for an exclusive excerpt. 

Synopsis

Charlotte Kenny is nineteen years old and a prostitute.

Not by choice, though.

When a client is murdered, Charlotte is thrown into a world she believes should be between the pages of a novel.

Beau Mercier is an ass with a dark past.

When Charlotte ends up on his doorstep, he knows trouble will follow.

Two people, who neither trust nor like each other, are forced together in a town where all is not as it seems.

Can Charlotte escape her trouble? Can Beau open up enough to help her?

Both want to, but secret pasts, murder, and intrigue, get in the way.

Harlot accompanies the thrillers, Gabriel and A Deadly Sin, and can be read as a standalone.

For readers over the age of 18.

Amazon UK – http://amzn.to/2kr5dnB

Amazon US - http://amzn.to/2lQo9t2

Amazon Aus - http://amzn.to/2l91zvI

Amazon CA - http://amzn.to/2kTMAaB

Will be available in Kindle Unlimited upon release

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Excerpt

I couldn’t breathe. I knew my mouth was open, I felt my heart beating but for some reason I couldn’t get my lungs to function and take in the breath of air I needed. Maybe it was a good thing. Had I taken in that lungful of air, I’m sure it would have been exhaled as a scream.

I looked around the bedroom. Blood splattered up the wall in an arc, in another world it could have been mistaken for a piece of abstract art. I didn’t want to look at him sitting naked. A hole, a bloody, dark red hole, had appeared in the center of his forehead.

I pulled the towel tight around my body. Only a half hour ago he’d been alive, sleeping. The shower water that dripped down my body chilled me to the core. I grabbed my clothes, which had been strewn around the room, and pulled them on as quickly as possible. I stumbled as one foot tangled in the leg of my jeans. I screeched as I reached out to stabilize myself and touched his leg.

“Oh, fuck,” I whispered, over and over.

Panic started to well up inside me. My hands shook as I buttoned up my shirt and looked around the room for my shoes. I spotted one but not the other. I grabbed my purse, the one shoe, and headed for the door. And then froze.

I rushed back into the room and grabbed the plastic bag from the bin; it contained evidence of our recent encounter. I picked up the towel I’d left lying on the floor and used it to cover my hand before I opened the bedroom door.

Moonlight streamed in through a small window in the hallway illuminating the stairs and giving me enough light to navigate down them. I crept down, pausing on treads that creaked under my weight and listened. I could hear my blood rushing past my ears to feed a brain that was firing off electrical impulses at a rate I wasn’t sure my body could keep up with. Muscles jerked as if preparing themselves for the flight option my body was desperate to take.

I should have called the police, I should have checked for signs of life. I should have done a lot of things other than the one I did—I opened the front door and ran.