New Release: Lies You Tell by LaQuette

Lies You Tell


A mob boss finding his dead lover alive six years after her
death, shocking.  Learning they’ve got a
five-year-old son…deadly.

Six years ago Sanai Ward fled her life in Florida when her

lover’s infidelity nearly brings her life to a fiery end.  Scared and devastated, Sanai starts over from
nothing, determined to create a safe and happy life for the child she discovers
she’s carrying.
Single parenthood isn’t easy. But the joy of watching her
beloved Nazario thrive is more than enough motivation to ignore the ache in her
heart for the man that shattered her soul.
Dante De Luca is a passionate man who’s had his life stolen
from him.  Six years ago he was in love
and happy, until his woman was killed in a fire. Sanai was gone.  There was nothing left in the ashes but the
locket he’d placed around her neck.  Too
angry to deal with his loss, Dante seeks to make the rest of the world pay for
his broken heart by forming an unholy covenant with an unspeakable ally.  He knows he’ll live to regret it, but signing
away your humanity to the devil seems meaningless when your soul is already
When an accident involving a family member draws Dante to
New York, and forces an unexpected meeting between he and Sanai, Dante has to
decide what’s more important.  His rage
and revenge, or the safety of the woman he once loved and the health of their
Just when Sanai’s deception is beginning to sting less,
Dante is faced with the fallout of his own lies.  Will she forgive him?  Will they survive them, or will their lives
become tragic casualties of the dangerous lies he told?


“‘Fuck are
you doing in here? I left you in the living room,” she barked.
“Forgive me if I didn’t trust you not to disappear through
the bathroom window,” he countered quietly.
She walked until she stood directly in front of him, chest
heaving, head pounding with the sound of her heart banging against her ribs. “Who
the fuck do you think you are?”
He stood up, his frame reaching just shy of six feet, solid,
with thick muscles straining his shirt, forcing her to take a step back as she
looked up at him.
“I’m the fucking man that loved you more than my own life!” he
bellowed as he stepped forward, forcing her to backpedal with each step he
took. “The man who thought he would die when he found a dead woman burned
beyond recognition holding the locket I gave you, the locket you wore every
day. I’m the fool that stood over a hole in the ground and cried like a baby at
his mother’s tit while a casket holding what I thought were your remains was lowered
into it!”
Her back crashed against the hard wall, but she couldn’t
stop to worry about the zing of pain spreading against her shoulders and the
back of her skull. Unsure of what he’d do, she needed to keep her eyes on him.
The Dante she’d known had never been a violent man—intense
with a temper to be wary of, yes, but never violent.
Can you be certain of
that six years later?
When she was flat against the wall, he cornered her, both
arms caging her as his palms rested on either side of her head. He leaned down
closer to her, forcing his eyes to meet hers. “I’m the man who came back to
that lonely grave every day for six fucking months, lying curled up on it because
it was the only place I could be physically close to you.”
The image of Dante lying in a dark cemetery aching for her
tore something in Sanai. He might have been indirectly involved with why she’d
left Florida the way she had, but no human being deserved that kind of mental
and emotional torture. That was exactly what it was; the rage filling his fixed
onyx stare was telling enough. There was so much anger there, anger that only
came when you’d lost something irreplaceable.
His pupils were blown, his breathing ragged, large swells of
air pushing in and out of his lungs. He wasn’t speaking. She didn’t even think
he was capable of speaking any longer, rage vibrating off his trembling frame.
She took a shaky hand and touched the small patch of olive
skin on his wrist exposed by his rolled-up sleeves.
“Dante, I…” She swallowed, attempting to think of what to
say next. She’d had cause to be angry all these years, much of it focused on
him. But she’d never entertained the idea that he’d suffered the way his
outburst suggested.
She couldn’t find the words, so she stroked that area of
skin with slow, soft movements. She continued her circular strokes until his
breathing calmed, until he began to blink away some of the rage clouding his
soulful eyes. Until she believed he was seeing her and not his anger at her.

“Dear God… You’re alive.” 

Author Bio:
LaQuette is an erotic, multicultural romance author of M/F and
M/M love stories.  Her writing style brings intellect to the drama.
She often crafts emotionally epic, fantastical tales that are deeply pigmented
by reality’s paintbrush. Her novels are filled with a unique
mixture of savvy, sarcastic, brazen, and unapologetically sexy characters
who are confident in their right to appear on the page.
This bestselling Erotic Romance Author is the 2016 Author of the
Year Golden Apple Award Winner, 2015 Swirl Awards Bronze Winner in
Romantic Suspense, and 2015 Georgia Romance Writers Maggie Award Finalist in
Erotic Romance. LaQuette—a native of Brooklyn, New York—spends her time catering
to her three distinct personalities: Wife, Mother, and Educator.
Writing—her escape from everyday madness—has always been a
friend and source of comfort. At the age of sixteen she read her first
romance novel and realized the genre was missing something: people that looked
and lived like her.  As a result, her characters and settings are always
designed to provide positive representations of people of color and various
marginalized communities.
loves hearing from readers and discussing the crazy characters that are running
around in her head causing so much trouble.  Contact her on Facebook,
Twitter, her website,, Amazon, her
Facebook group, LaQuette’s Lounge, and via email at
Lies You Tell
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