Spotlight & Giveaway: Saving Mercy by Abbie Roads

Posted April 17th, 2017 by in Blog, Spotlight / 37 comments

Today it is my pleasure to Welcome author Abbie Roads to HJ!
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Hi Abbie and welcome to HJ! We’re so excited to chat with you about your new release, Saving Mercy!

 

Please summarize the book for the readers here:

SAVING MERCY blends the suspense of Gone Girl with the passion of The Notebook. Readers will experience thrills, twists, and tenderness in this story of a serial killer’s son who falls for his father’s only surviving victim.
 

Please share the opening lines of this book:

The air reeked of dirty pennies and death. The bodies had been removed days ago, but Cain Killion could still feel the desperate energy of the dying and almost—almost—hear the echoes of their screams imprinted on the bone of the house. He abhorred the sight of blood, yet here he was, standing in another murder house in front of another wall smeared, splattered, and sprayed with gore.

 

Please share a few Fun facts about this book…

  • The idea for this book came to me exactly like this: The son of a serial killer falls for his father’s only surviving victim.
  • Mercy was originally named Kersey.
  • I titled the book The Stain of Mercy, but my publisher liked SAVING MERCY better. It has a lot of different meanings when you think about it.

 

Please tell us a little about the characters in your book. As you wrote your protagonist was there anything about them that surprised you?

Cain Killion is the son of the world’s most infamous serial killer, Adam Killion. His father groomed him to be a killer too.

Mercy Ledger was Adam Killion’s final victim and his only surviving victim. We meet Mercy while she’s a patient on Ward B of the Center of Balance and Wellness.
 

The first kiss…

She leaned toward him slowly, oh, so slowly. Was she really going to do this? Her body answered by continuing closer closer closer. He tracked her movement, wariness hardening his features. He braced as if he expected a blow and then his tension morphed into eyes-wide-open-surprise when her lips touched his.

The way his features were cut so sharply, she had expected his lips to be hard, but they were soft and smoother than satin. A hot streak of yearning bolted to the junction of her thighs. Her eyes slid shut unable to bear sight and sensation at the same time.

His hands cupped her face as if he held something fragile in his palms and then his tongue was in her mouth and she was lost. She didn’t know where she was. Didn’t have a past or future. All that existed was this moment where every muscle and bone, every breathe and heartbeat, every working brain cell tuned in to Cain and his tongue in her mouth filling her with the warm sweet taste of him and the feeling that for the first time in her life she’d found perfect harmony.

 

If your book was optioned for a movie, what scene would you use for the audition of the main characters and why?

I would choose the scene where Mercy first recognizes Cain. I love this scene because it shows Cain’s vulnerability and Mercy’s strength. The chemistry between these two is so powerful.

“Are you awake?” A masculine voice whispered.

Her heart slammed against her spine, her muscles leaped. She gasped a sound of undiluted shock and wrenched her eyes open.

The world around her had changed. Gone was the sterile room with bars on the windows. Gone was the stench of industrial cleaning products laced with cafeteria food. Gone was the entire Center. In its place was a cozy wood paneled room with a quaint stone fireplace and a man.

His hair was the color of dark caramel and cut just long enough to be swept messily the side. His features were angular and hard and so damned masculine it almost hurt to look at him. His eyes were the color of a changing sky—light in the center of the iris like a cloudless summer day and dark like a winter’s night toward the outer edge.

She knew him. Recognition stabbed her in the neck—in the scar she bore across her throat. The echo of that past pain stole her breath. She grabbed her throat, hand pressing over the cold scar. Her heart turned into a battering ram and beat against the bars of her ribs.

She went from lying on the bed to fully upright and ready to run.

“You.” The word was an accusation, a condemnation, a judgment, scraping its way up her throat and out her lips. She wasn’t going to show him an ounce of fear. He’d swallowed her fear twenty years ago and enjoyed the flavor.

He blinked a long lazy closing of his eyes and when he reopened them, the light in his gaze had been swallowed by the dark. “I’m not him.” He spoke with just as much conviction as her allegation had contained.

His words turtle-crawled from her ears to her brain, their meaning finally firing along her synapse and she understood.

Her body unclenched and she relaxed against the headboard with an exaggerated sigh. As the initial in-your-face shock wore off, she could actually see him. See the humanity in his features. Something his father would never possess. And if he’d intended her harm, she would have felt the energy of his foul intentions.

“I know you.” Her voice was softer and held a bit of wonder in its palm.

“I’m not him.” He repeated the sentence, nothing in his tone changing, but she saw something in his eyes—through his eyes. Sadness. Resolve. And just a hint of fear. That was her undoing. That he could be scared of her—wow.

 

What do you want people to take away from reading this book?

I want people to see that no matter what awful, terrible things happen everybody can find their happily-ever-after.

 

What are you currently working on? What other releases do you have planned for 2017?

Currently, I’m writing Book Three in the Fatal Dreams Series. For those of you who’ve read HUNT THE DAWN, I’m writing Thomas’s story. It should be released in 2018.

After that I’m going to be writing Books Two and Three in the Fatal Truth Series. Dolan’s story and Hale Harding’s story. I’m really excited to get to work on Dolan!
 

Thanks for blogging at HJ!

 

Giveaway: Print copy of Saving Mercy (Fatal Truth) by Abbie Roads

 

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Excerpt from Saving Mercy:

The rain came down gray and thick as a shroud, blurring his vision of the world. He flipped on the wipers and pulled out of the hospital parking lot onto the road. Fat blobs of smacked the windshield loud as marbles being tossed against the glass. Was that hail? As if it mattered. His car was trashed.

Cain had covered the passenger seat and all Mac’s blood with a blanket he kept in the trunk. Even though his view of all that crimson was blocked, his mind knew it was there and his eyes kept wandering to the blanket, calling up the image of the dark stickiness coating the seat and the floor. All that blood was playing touchy-feely with his sanity. And he wasn’t in the mood for games.

He drove past a gas station, a fast food restaurant, a person walking alongside the road. His foot hit the brake before his brain had a chance to talk him out of it.

Mercy.

Her hair was slicked to her skull, her clothes—his clothes—were sucked to her body, doing a shitty job of hiding her curves. At least the T-shirt she wore was black, not white. He pulled over to the berm and watched her in the rearview mirror.

She stopped walking, stared at the car—knew it was him—but didn’t move. Could he blame her for not wanting to be around him after what he’d said to her? Not really. And yet, he couldn’t leave her alone and walking in the rain with Payne still out there. Not to mention that she didn’t have anyone or anywhere to go.

She still hadn’t moved from her spot. He left the car running, opened his door and got out. The rain slapped him—frigid, bordering on icy, soaking his clothes and dripping in his eyes. The pressure of it hitting the wounds in his bicep and shoulder made him wince. But that was all the attention he’d give to the pain.

“Get in the car.” The words came out harsher than he’d intended.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, lifted her head, and somehow managed to stare down her nose at him even though she was almost a foot shorter. “No.” She said the word as if it didn’t matter that they were standing in the middle of a downpour.

“Get in the goddamned car.” This time the words came out loud and angry sounding. Like that was going to win her over. What was his problem?

“Fuck you.” She looked miserable—all wet and shivery and yet feisty and taking none of his crap.

He should soften his tone. He should try to be nicer. He should, but his inner asshole seemed attracted to her inner bitch. “Where are you going? No where. You don’t have anywhere to go. You don’t have any money. You don’t have friends.” His voice softened and filled with some emotion he couldn’t name. “You don’t have anyone looking out for you, caring for you, able to help you in a pinch. You got no one.” He sucked in a breath and when he spoke next his voice was soft and pleading. “Except me.”

The moment he finished speaking he wanted to retract every goddamned one of those words he’d spoken. “I’m…Shit…” He ran a hand through his soaking hair. “Goddamn it. I’m a dick. Okay?” He softened his tone. “Now will you please get in the car?”

Her shoulders straightened, her chin lifted, and she walked forward without looking at him. He expecting her to stomp past the car, but she yanked open the passenger door and got in. Seconds passed where he just stood here, getting even more wet, and staring at the back of her head poking above the headrest.

“Now what?” He asked himself. Just what was he going to do with her? Drop her on Dolan? Yes. No. Yes. No. No. No. The last time he tried dropping her on someone she’d almost gotten hurt. If Mac hadn’t been able to keep her safe, he sure as shit wasn’t going to trust Dolan with her.

He got back in car. Every inch of him soaked. He brushed his hair back off his face and wiped the water from his eyes.

She stared out the passenger window, refusing to look at him. He reached over and touched her shoulder. Underneath his hand, her body tensed, then trembled. Shit. Was he scaring her?

He wrenched his hand off her and wanted to use the damned thing to slap himself around a little. Maybe then he’d get it through his stupid brain that she was fucking frightened of him. Too many words flooded his mind and he didn’t know which ones to say. The I’m-sorry ones. The I-won’t-hurt-you ones. The I’m-an-asshole ones. The I-don’t-know-what-to-do ones.

She turned to him. Rain slicked her cheeks. Or was that tears? Her beautiful eyes were the color of tropical waters—deep and fathomless. He held up his hands in a show of surrender and she flew across the console at him.

He closed his eyes, braced for the blows, but none came.

Instead, slender arms wrapped around him, her hair, cold and wet dripped against his chest, but her cheek over his heart was warm—so warm.

Maybe he’d had a stroke or something because this felt like she was hugging him. And that couldn’t be. Could it? He opened his eyes and looked down at her.

Yep. She was wound tight around the front of him. And suddenly his brain let him feel the total sensation of it. Of being held tight as if he mattered to her. He let his arms fall around her and squeezed, pressing her tighter to him. Damn, this felt good. She felt good. It was oddly comforting to have her clinging on to him so tight.

He closed his eyes and memorized the pressure of her arms around him and the way her hands pressed into his back. The way she felt in his arms, the subtle ripple of her spine and ribs underneath his fingers, the way her skin felt warm against his when every other part of him was cold.

If he’d been given a Stop Time button. This was the moment he would’ve used it. Here, holding her—the gentle lullaby of rain playing in the background—was the only perfect moment of his entire life.

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Book Info:

He’s found her at last
Cain Killion knows himself to be a damaged man, his only saving grace the extrasensory connection to blood that he uses to catch murderers. His latest case takes a macabre turn when he discovers a familiar and haunting symbol linking the crime to his own horrific past-and only one woman could know what it means.

Only to lose her to a nightmare
Mercy Ledger is brave, resilient, beautiful-and in terrible danger. The moment he sees Mercy, Cain knows he’s the one who can save her. He also knows he’s beyond redemption. But the lines between good and evil blur and the only thing clear to Cain and Mercy is that they belong together. Love is the antidote for blood-but is their bond strong enough to overcome the evil that stalks them?

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Meet the Author:

Seven Things about Abbie Roads:

  • She loves Snicker Parfaits. Gotta start with what’s most important, right?
  • She writes dark emotional books featuring damaged characters, but always gives her hero and heroine a happy ending… after torturing them for three hundred pages.
  • By day she’s a mental health counselor known for her blunt, honest style of therapy. At night she burns up the keyboard. Well… Burn might be too strong a word. She at least sits with her hands poised over the keyboard, waiting for inspiration to strike. And when it does—the keyboard might get a little warm.
  • She can’t stand it when people drive slowly in the passing lane. Just saying. That’s major annoying. Right?
  • She loves taking pictures of things she thinks are pretty.
  •  She’s represented by Michelle Grajkowski of 3 Seas Literary.
  • Her first book RACE THE DARKNESS was a Publishers Weekly Top 10 Pick for Fall.

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37 Responses to “Spotlight & Giveaway: Saving Mercy by Abbie Roads”

  1. KermitsGirl

    It’s a toss up between the first kiss and the audition scene. The longer excerpt is strong, but I feel like I need more background to appreciate it. The other two scenes packed emotional punch without additional information.

  2. Patricia B.

    I like them all. They are all good. Each gives a different insight into the characters and a bit of their relationship. Just pieces to a puzzle that the whole book is needed to finish.

  3. BookLady

    Even though I enjoyed all of the excerpts, I loved the audition scene because it was so suspenseful.

  4. bobosbookbank

    I LOVED this book so its very hard to choose but I think the audition scene…it’s when I really understood the hurdles Mercy and Cain would need to overcome!

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