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A wicked Truth

Wicked Series


I’d thought things couldn’t get any worse, and then I found myself being arrested for murder. And the only person on my side was gone because I’d told him to leave. Everything was spiraling out of control and I couldn’t stop it.

 

When Shae Lockwood takes evidence to the police, incriminating her new love, Dr. Jasper Whitehall, the last thing she expected was getting arrested for the murder of her late husband. As everything falls apart around her, Shae will have to decide what’s truly important in her life before it’s too late.

 

Don’t miss A Wicked Truth, the thrilling conclusion to M.S. Parker’s latest erotic suspense series.

REVIEWS


M. S. Parker is an incredible writer and this story holds a special place in my heart.

-Debi, Amazon.com

Absolutely loved this books series it has kept on the edge of my seat reading it.

-Antoinette Hord, Amazon

Was hooked from start to finish and have to say you will need the tissues again.

-Tracy, Amazon.co.uk

 

EXCERPT


“Shae Lockwood, you’re under arrest for the death of Allen Lockwood. You have the right to remain silent…”

This couldn’t be happening.

It had to be a dream. A nightmare.

Except I could still hear Detective Rheingard reading me my rights, and I could feel his hand on my elbow as he led me through the station over to what I could only assume was processing. Still, everything had that surreal quality I associated with dreams and nightmares. The way the faces around me blurred, how time moved in fits and starts, the heaviness in my limbs that made me feel like I was moving through mud.

I followed the directions I was given. Offered my hands for fingerprint scans. Turned to be photographed. I handed over my purse and jewelry, emptied my pockets. It wasn’t until I was sitting in a small, windowless room that I realized they’d taken my engagement and wedding rings too. And that was when I realized I’d still been wearing them. Even though I’d been widowed in June, and it was now almost Thanksgiving, I hadn’t thought to take off my rings. Not even when I’d started sleeping with Jasper or after he’d moved in. And he’d never once suggested I remove them.

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