BOOK INFORMATION
Untrue
Colors
By: Veronica Forand
Releasing March 9th, 2015
Entangled Publishing
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BOOK SUMMARY
She’s on the run…
Brilliant art appraiser Alex Northrop’s ex used stolen art to fund his
nefarious activities. Now he wants her dead. But it isn’t just herself she’s
worried about – if he discovers who she really is, he’ll kill her family.
Professor Henry Chilton is shocked to find a beautiful stranger passed out in
his bed, and even more so when she reveals a priceless painting is a forgery –
the painting he’d planned to use to fund a woman’s shelter. She’s mysterious
and frightened, and he is determined to discover why.
Alex's knowledge of art is undeniable—just as Henry’s attraction to her is
irresistible. But in order to help him recover the real painting, Alex isn't
just risking exposure...she's risking her life.
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EXCERPT
What began as a fairytale romance had morphed into a
traumatic descent into hell. Luc had no problem stealing fine art and artifacts
and using Alex’s expertise in appraisals to dupe art collectors and even small
countries of their valuable assets. She had huge problems with those things.
While his main
henchman, Pascal, drove them through Paris, Luc held her hand in the back of
the Mercedes like they were still lovers. They appeared perfect for each other,
a rich art collector and the young art appraiser who had fallen head over heels
for him. Rugged good looks combined with an enormous amount of wealth made him
an ideal catch for a woman who didn’t mind being beaten into submission. Alex
minded.
Dressed in a
thousand dollar suit and wearing a sophisticated five o’clock shadow across his
chiseled features, Luc seemed headed out for a night at the theater, not on the
way to eliminate his girlfriend. Alex leaned away from him. She needed to get
away. His free hand caressed her arm, rubbed her shoulder, and pulled her back
toward him. Moving slowly, seductively, he wrapped his fingers around her neck
and started to squeeze. He stared at her, his eyes neither narrowing nor
widening, only observing her reaction.
“I promise I
won’t tell anyone. I swear it.” She pleaded for her life, speaking French, the
only language they’d ever spoken to each other. As his hand tightened with her
words, she gasped and struggled for breath.
Luc pulled her
face closer to his. His lips pinched together, causing the muscles in his neck
to tense. “Liar.”
The more she
struggled to pull away, the more his grip tightened. No longer able to inhale,
her eyes watered and her life began to fade. With nothing left to lose, she
struck out at his face. He released her, but slapped her ear so hard, her head
flew into the door. The pain ricocheted through her skull, leaving her numb for
a moment.
She glanced out
the window and saw salvation. As Pascal slowed for a turn, she opened the door
and jumped. Her Chanel suit acted as her only protection when she hit the
ground and bounced onto the road. Asphalt scraped her skin with each rotation
until she slammed into the curb. Pain rebelled in ribs not yet healed from her
fall down Luc’s marble stairway. Car brakes screeched nearby. In seconds, they
would be on her. She hobbled to her feet, sucking in huge breaths.
Alex merged into
the manic crowd entering the Gare du Nord at rush hour. She dodged men and
women in suits, groups of school children, and what felt like hundreds of
tourists. With her passports tucked in a travel belt under her skirt and
several hundred euros in her possession, she boarded the high-speed train for
London and prayed he wouldn’t follow her.
CAT'S REVIEW
So, "Untrue Colors" was so much more than I expected! Reading the blurb, I expected it to be more of a romance with a bit of danger thrown in at the end. But it's not - it's a thrill ride throughout the whole story with some love and romance thrown in! Alex, our heroine, is a strong, independent woman that is on the run from her abusive ex that is out to kill her. I found her to be intriguing and admired her for ability to hide and do her best to blend in. She's loves art and her knowledge shines through. Henry is a super alpha Hero - strong, sexy, smart and a wee bit dangerous too. I enjoyed the interactions between the two and watching them grow closer as they worked together to solve the mysteries they discovered as well as fight to stay alive. Ms. Forand does an amazing job of keeping the reader on the edge of their seats, waiting to see what would happen next. I couldn't put this one down! This is the first book I've read by Ms. Forand and I am looking forward to reading many more of her works in the future. (received copy for honest review)
★★★★★
AUTHOR INFO
A Bostonian by birth,
Veronica Forand regrettably lost her Boston accent while moving from state to
state and country to country. Cleveland probably had the most profound effect
on her ability to pronounce the “r” in the word “park.”
She does try to return now
and then to visit family and eat long neck clams and lobster. Summers on Cape
Cod are also high on the priority list.
Her experience in crime
involves time as a court appointed attorney. Eventually, she switched fields to
where bigger crimes take place, corporate tax. The allure of spending mornings
in her pajamas homeschooling her children and writing fascinating fiction
caused her to change careers again. Now that the kids are out of the house (in
school), she writes romantic thrillers by day and is the perfect wife and
mother at night.
Her experience in romance
is limited to one man. Luckily, he’s still finding ways to charm her by taking
her on vacations to the south of France, Fiji, and the Green Mountains when
time is short. Avid travelers, they love to roam with their kids across
continents in pursuit of skiing, scuba diving, and the perfect piece of
chocolate.
She’s lived in London,
Paris, Geneva, Washington D.C., and the accent destroying city of Cleveland.
She currently resides near Philadelphia.
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