Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Beth D. Carter and her story Untraceable!
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I hate washing dishes but I love cooking. I hate washing clothes but I love wearing them. I try to write characters who aren’t cookie cutters, ones who are full of angst but where love redeems them. I push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box. I hate people who don’t pick up their dog’s crap in public places and I really hate people who are rude and condescending. I especially hate discrimination in all and every form. The perfect birthday presents are gift certificates to bookstores. And I love to hear from readers. I’m really easy to find on Facebook or Twitter.
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What inspired you to write the story you are promoting?
It really started with the hero in first book, Invincible. I had created Lee Masterson in my Forgotten Rebels MC world and by the fourth book, I liked him so much I knew he had to have his own story. So I dug out this abandoned idea I had a long time ago, dusted it off, and created the World of Danger Series.
Did you do any interesting research for this book? If so, please share the process and what you learned. If not, why did you feel the story didn’t warrant research?
Mainly had to research what tech is available, and for some of it, I made it up as “prototype”.
What was your process for coming up with the title and character names in the story you are promoting?
The first book was easy. I’d already established Lee Masterson was “invincible”. It was also pretty easy for the second book. JD relies on his technology for everything. His life is automated. I had to take him out of his comfort zone and make him vulnerable…hence, “untraceable”. Now the planned third book was a little more difficult. I guess y’all have to wait for the title.
What is your favorite line, or scene, that you wrote in the story you are promoting? Why is it?
“We’re all a disappointment to someone at some point in our lives.” I think I like this line because it applies to both characters. I also think it applies to all of us at some point in our lives.
Did you have a favorite drink and/or snack on hand while writing the story you are promoting? If so, what was it? If not, did you have something else that was special going on, like listening to music or where you wrote the story?
I like to listen to music while I write. I usually give a title song to each book. For “Invincible” it was Feel Invincible by Skillet. For “Untraceable” it was Burn it Down by Linkin Park. The next book I’ve already been listening to Find You by Ruelle.
What is something readers might not know about you and would be surprised to learn?
I tend to put Easter eggs in my books. Usually this falls into characters making pit stops in other books and me trying to connect them to each other. For instance, World of Danger ties in with Forgotten Rebels.
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Mae Sawyer has a huge crush on her boss, JD Harlan, but he doesn’t even know she exists. She blends into the background of her data entry job, living for glimpses of him walking through the office. Then one night, everything changes. While working late, she’s caught up in a plot to kidnap him…and gets taken as well.
They wake up in an underground bunker. No electricity. No way to be traced. Alone, they have to rely on each other to stay strong until their captor decides their fate. Danger lurks outside the bunker, waiting for a moment of vengeance.
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“Oh my,” she whispered, her mouth going dry and her panties going wet.
Mae sucked in a deep, ragged breath as her eyes followed his lithe walk. She couldn’t help but drool a little over the exceptionally toned physique. The chest and shoulders of chiseled marble. The narrow waist tapered down into thighs that flexed hard muscle with every step and a perfect, rock-hard ass. A quiver fluttered in her belly as her usual daydream of him exploded in her head—running her hands over every square inch of the perfect hunk, her tongue lapping over every plane of delicious skin. Her imagination shocked even herself, although she had no illusions that Joseph David Harlan the Second even knew she existed.
Then something amazing happened. He turned and looked at her. After a year of ogling him, of having steamy dreams about him that always left her panties soaked, he turned his head and finally took notice of her. She blinked and sat up straight, her heart thundering so badly in her chest she thought she might be having a heart attack. Those beautiful royal-blue eyes met hers, held her gaze, and did a quick look over her features before turning away. She almost melted in a puddle of goo.
He greeted two men who stood near the reception desk and shook their hands. As he led them toward the door to the back offices, she was unable to tear her eyes away, urging him to look at her again. But he either didn’t pick up her mental coaxing or had decided she wasn’t worth a second look because he didn’t glance in her direction again. Instead, he typed in the code that opened the opaque security door and gestured for the two men to enter before he followed after them. Breath swooshed back into her lungs.
“You better calm down,” said her co-worker, Renee Hammond, who sat in the cubicle next to hers.
Mae fanned herself. “Hunky Harlan should be labeled a lethal weapon.”
She relaxed back into her chair, a fine sheen of sweat covering her forehead. Her knees knocked together, an after-effect of her crazy infatuation. His mere presence reduced her to a pile of quivering female hormones and she could only imagine what he’d do to her if there was ever a chance he’d talk to her.
Or kiss her.
Oh Lord, he looked at me!
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Beth D. Carter, thank you for stopping by today!
Love & blessings to all! ❤