Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Cherry Adair and her story Absolute Doubt!
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New York Times/USAToday Bestselling author Cherry Adair’s innovative action-adventure novels have appeared on numerous bestsellers lists, won dozens of awards and garnered praise from reviewers and fans alike. With the creation of her kick butt counterterrorist group, T-FLAC, years before action adventure romances were popular, Cherry has carved a niche for herself with her sexy, sassy, fast-paced, action adventure novels. She hates first drafts, has a passion for mentoring unpublished writers, and is hard at work on a new T-FLAC trilogy. Cherry loves to hear from readers, visit her on Facebook, Twitter, or http://www.cherryadair.com
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About the book…
Setting: Los Santos, Cosio. ## Subgenre: Action Adventure ## Hero: Asher Daklin ## Heroine: River Sullivan
Q: One sentence summary?
Running, chasing, kissing, running, falling down, shooting, wild monkey sex, running, chasing, being chased, shooting, wild monkey sex. (if you’d like a longer answer, please copy and paste, copy and paste, copy and. . .you get the picture)!
Q: Scene you like most and would never cut?
When Ash walks in on River in the BDSM room.
Q: Thing your heroine would never be caught dead doing/saying?
“I give up.”
Q: Tell us one quirky thing about your heroine?
She sings 60’s song loudly and with gusto.
Q: What is your heroine’s occupation?
River is a lingerie designer and owns her own company.
Q: What is your hero’s occupation?
Ash Daklin is a T-FLAC counterterrorist operative whose been given one last chance to redeem himself.
Q: What you think readers will like best about this book?
The running, chasing, kissing, running, falling down, shooting, wild monkey sex, running, chasing, being chased, shooting, wild monkey sex of it all.
Q: The person that readers want you to write about but you haven’t yet?
Darius from Hide & Seek. His book (no really, I pinky swear promise) will be out at the end of Summer 2017 and will be a Fallen Agents of T-FLAC novel.
About the author…
What’s your favorite movie of all time?
I have two. Gone With The Wind & ConAir.
What’s your favorite kind of story to get lost in?
Give me words on a page and time to read, and I’m a happy camper.
What’s the first book you remember reading?
Gone With The Wind which I snuck out of the adult library when I was 11. I’ve been hooked on love ever since.
What’s your favorite fairy tale?
Beauty and The Beast
What’s your favorite cartoon character?
What’s something you’d like to tell your readers?
Life is not a dress rehearsal.
What would your occupation be if you were no longer a writer?
A singer. Fortunately for everyone with ears, I’m a writer!
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I’m sorry. I don’t understand the question. Please ask again in 2037.
Tea or Coffee? And how do you take it?
Bottled Starbucks Mocha Frappuccino -hot.
What does love mean to you?
Which era would you least like to have lived in, fashion-wise and why?
I’d hate to have been a Troglodyte. Bad hair (Pretty much bad hair all over I suspect lol) Wearing nasty, itchy animals skins And being hit over the head with a club if dinner was late.
What name have you been dying to use as a lead character, but haven’t found the right fit yet?
Mergatroid Finkelstein. It’s a hard sell as a heroine name. Don’t know why.
Dog person or cat person?
Cat person, dog owner.
What are you passionate about?
Writing exciting action adventure stories, and nurturing new and unpublished authors.
Questions from Cherry to you, her reader…
Q1: I think we all like a smart, sassy, kick-butt heroines. But what’s your favorite kind of hero?
Q2: Which of my heroes was your fav? And why?
Q3: Which of my heroines are you most like? And how?
Q4: Which of my past characters would you like to see get his/her own book? And why?
Find me on Facebook and give me your answers, I’d love to hear from you.
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In a situation this volatile, something is bound to blow!
Three. . .
T-FLAC operative Asher Daklin is running out of time in his race to end the production and sale of the word’s most deadly explosive before a cataclysmic terrorist event occurs. This op isn’t just his last chance at redemption, it’s deeply personal. Because of him, E-1x took his brother’s life and nearly incapacitated him. Now, with the timer counting down the remaining hours, he has to go deep under cover at the home of the mastermind producing the deadly explosive and stop him. Daklin can’t allow anything, or anyone, to distract him from his mission.
Lingerie designer River Sullivan is on a mission of her own—to find her genius brother. When millions of dollars are inexplicably wired to her account she knows he’s trouble. Traveling to the small mining town of Los Santos, situated in the mountainous jungles of Cosio, she accepts the hospitality of her brother’s employer and searches for clues as to Oliver whereabouts. If only she wasn’t overcome with inappropriate lust for one of the other houseguests- a gorgeous bishop with a warriors body and laser-sharp eyes that hint at deep, dark secrets.
River and Daklin find themselves in a race against time, hampered by staggering odds and overwhelming desire. Daklin has one final, desperate chance to prove himself, keep River safe, and save the day. . .
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Los Santos, Cosio
If Asher Daklin wasn’t on a time-sensitive op, if his career wasn’t already FUBAR, seeing the long, shapely legs of a beautiful blonde emerging from a red sports car would’ve intrigued him. But seeing said blonde and the Mustang convertible—circa 1990—in a tiny village in Cosio, in the middle of goddamned nowhere, put him on high alert. He’d seen the woman three hundred miles away, and nine hours earlier, refusing assistance with her luggage at the Santa de Pores airport.
She’d followed him over the mountain.
It was a six-hour trip. Where’d she been for the other three?
Undercover, and in character from the moment he’d landed in Cosio, Daklin’s disguise was that of a bishop, there to “authenticate” an “apparition” for deeply religious, and even more unscrupulous radical Francisco Xavier. The “apparition” was one of T-FLAC’s making. It should be interesting to see the FX in person later tonight.
In the meantime, Daklin was trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey in layered liturgical vestments of cassock, white rochet, and over that the black Chimere. Even at dusk, the temperature in the valley hovered in the mid-nineties; humidity, eighty percent. Sweat ran down the small of his back, making the layers of fabric stick to him like a shroud.
Bringing his parish priest with him, Francisco Xavier himself had personally come to collect Bishop Daklin from the airport earlier that morning in an air-conditioned four-wheel drive replete with snacks and bottles of iced water. He’d done the twelve hour round trip just so he could talk to Bishop Daklin about his apparition in private. Nothing in this small, poor village of Los Santos was private. All of Franco’s vehicles, his home and his private chapel, had been bugged since the other five T-FLAC operatives had arrived a week earlier.
The only reason T-FLAC had given Daklin this one last chance was because he was the resident authority on E-1x. If not for that, his out of control drinking after Josh’s death would’ve gotten his ass fired.
He couldn’t afford to be distracted. He’d figured he could lay off the booze for the three days necessary to do this job. Only he hadn’t anticipated this new temptation.
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Cherry Adair will be awarding a $50 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. CLICK HERE to enter to Win! Readers, follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates and places can be found here: Tour Schedule
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Cherry Adair, thank you for stopping by today!
Love & blessings to all! ❤