Your Chance to Win a Terrifying Thriller
June 10, 2017
Review: It’s a haunting, terrifying journey, and I dare you to breathe during the final fifty pages.
Enter for a chance to win one of three copies of the recently released murder mystery, Kiss the Girls and Make Them Die. The book is the third in the Winston Strom Murder Mysteries.
You’ll find all of the information about the giveaway on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/236973-kiss-the-girls-and-make-them-die
About Kiss the Girls and Make Them Die:
Kiss the Girls and Make Them Die is the third book in the Winston and Strom Novels.
As a reviewer said: Kelly Marshall writes compelling mysteries and dares you to come along for a ride you will never forget. Tension traps you immediately, then the intensity is strangled with fear.
In Kiss the Girls and Make Them Die, I found myself walking the same dark streets where a serial killer walked, the same deadly streets where the lives of beautiful girls can fall without warning into the frightening chill of a nightmare that ends only when they take their final breaths. Detectives know a murderer will strike again, and time, like life itself, is a precious commodity that is quickly running out.
Each new sundown may be someone’s last. Kiss the Girls and Make Them Die is a haunting, terrifying journey, and I dare you to breathe during the final fifty pages.
From Kelly Marshall:
I always thought I would communicate in the world as a writer. As a child I was a voracious reader, and knew someday I would pen a great novel. It was my calling. But life sometimes takes left turns and I went to broadcasting school instead of a four-year college.
I wanted to be the next Barbara Walters and make a million a year. Well, that didn’t happen. But I did spend thirty years having fun, spinning records, interviewing people, doing love song dedications. I had a ball until…
Congress passed a law allowing broadcast corporations to own multiple radio stations in one market. Well, the gobbling began and soon behemoth corporations ate up radio stations like locusts in a wheat field.
And radio announcers like me were axed on bloody Fridays with surgical precision. I wasn’t getting any younger and was working for chump change at a small radio station. Something had to give.
I left radio, went to work for the federal government, and in my private hours, began doing what I really loved doing…writing.