"A spellbinding, heart stopping read!"
Reviewed by Annetta Sweetko
Posted April 29, 2018
Carmen Jacobs had interviewed many of the most horrific
serial killers for a book -- The Heart of the Predator. But
she is now afraid there is a copycat out there, and the
police won't believe her as they think she is doing some
kind of publicity stunt for her paperback book release.
Carmen knows the truth, and there is only one man who can
help her but one that doesn't trust her because of an early
stunt she pulled. So Carmen must ask herself WHAT ARE YOU
AFRAID OF? and can only hope he believes her when she goes
to him hat in hand.
Griffin Archer is a reclusive software millionaire who isn't
about to trust Carmen again, but when he realizes this is no
game and a real nutcase is targeting her, he must get
involved. There is someone out there who knows all about
Carmen, her past, her work and a lot of her secrets ... more
than she ever gave to anyone else ... except maybe Griffin.
WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? will have you glued to the pages. Is
it a copycat who is targeting Carmen? Is it someone from her
past, though she can't image who? A stunt? A sick joke? All
this will be answered in a spellbinding, amazing read that
only author Alexandra Ivy can give her readers. Carmen's
family situation at first seemed so sad and heartbreaking
until the truth finally comes out, then you are angry for
her. Griffin is the perfect match for this strong woman, who
knows when to lean on someone and ask for help. I liked that
he was her backup, and then some, as he worked his own magic
to find answers and even went one extra step to ensure that
Carmen would get what she deserved from her family. Sorry,
you have to read WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? to know what I am
talking about as it is a rather important tie into some of
the things that happen in this book -- some but not all.
If you are looking for great chemistry with a couple that
can be sweet and steamy, a good mystery with a number of
intriguing twists and turns that will keep you guessing, and
a well written highly descriptive writing style that will
make you feel you are a part of the story then get your
hands on WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? You will find yourself lost
in Ms. Ivy's world and wanting more.
SHE'S LEARNED ALL ABOUT KILLERS
They aren't the kind of women anyone misses. Truck-stop
hookers, runaways . . . no one would even notice they'd
disappeared if the killer didn't photograph their lifeless
bodies, posed in the back of a semi-trailer. Exactly like
the infamous Trucker murders. But this isn't just a
It's a vendetta.
NOW HE'LL TEACH HER
Carmen Jacobs interviewed the world's most terrifying
serial killers for her bestselling book, The Heart of a
Predator. The police might not believe her, but she
knows there's a monster out there, paying homage to other
murderers. The only person who can predict where he'll
strike next is Griffin Archerâ€”a reclusive software
millionaire with ample reason not to help her.
HOW TO DIE . . .
Carmen has charmed her way past Griffin's defenses
before. He didn't intend to let it happen again. But with a
psycho sending her trophies of his kills, he has no choice
but to get involved. The clues point to a killer obsessed
with Carmenâ€”someone who knows her work, her past, her
secrets. Someone who won't be satisfied until he has made
all her deepest fears come true . . .
ExcerptA voice in the back of Jeannie Smithâ€™s mind whispered that
she should be resigned to her ugly fate.
Sheâ€™d always known that she was going to come to a bad end.
Everyone had said so. Her mother said it just before the
older woman had run off with her latest lover. Her
grandparents said it when theyâ€™d kicked her out of their
house when she was just sixteen. And even her pimp said it
when heâ€™d caught sight of the infected track marks on her
A bad end was what happened to girls like her.
And it wasnâ€™t like she hadnâ€™t had any warning. Since sheâ€™d
started working as a whore sheâ€™d been beaten, robbed, and
dumped in the gutter. Itâ€™d only gotten worse when sheâ€™d
left the streets of Kansas City to become a lot lizard.
Trolling the truck stops and rest areas along the
interstate was considered the lowest of the lowest, even
for whores. Which meant that it was only for the most
But even after all the beatings and rough sex sheâ€™d been
forced to endure, nothing had taught her the true meaning
of horror until the john whoâ€™d picked her tonight.
Which was weird, really.
He was so handsome.
Dark skin, glossy black hair and rich brown eyes.
The sort of dude who could have any woman he wanted.
Of course, that might explain why she hadnâ€™t instantly been
wary when heâ€™d urged her into the long trailer attached to
his semi-truck. Not even when she realized it was equipped
with a freezer. It was better than doing the john against
the wall of the diner. Or on the hard gravel of the lot.
But as she climbed into the back of the trailer, she caught
sight of the other men already waiting for her. Shit, she
was in trouble.
She jerked her arm, struggling to free herself from her
â€śHey, there was nothing said about this being a party,â€ť she
One of the men stepped forward, his face wrapped in
â€śIt took you long enough,â€ť he snapped. â€śThereâ€™s a half
dozen whores out there. What were you doing?â€ť
The john holding her arm flinched. Clearly the other dude
was in charge.
â€śYou said she had to be a blond. This was the first one I
The man in charge snorted. â€śWell, while you were
dillydallying the rest of us nearly froze off our balls.â€ť
There was a grumble of agreement from the shadows at the
back of the trailer. Jeannie hissed in fear. How many
were there? Four? Five? Maybe even more?
â€śYou cleaned up from the last one?â€ť the man holding her
rasped, clearly attempting to hide his nerves behind an air
â€śOf course,â€ť the other stranger drawled. â€śOur previous
guest is hidden with the others. Now itâ€™s time for some
The numbing sense of resignation was abruptly replaced with
a savage need to fight back.
Maybe her destiny had been decided on the dismal day sheâ€™d
been born. Maybe her fate was to die in a bad way.
But by God, sheâ€™d spent twenty years fighting to survive.
She wasnâ€™t going down easily.
She struggled against the bastards as they strapped her
down and ripped off her clothes. And even when they took
turns raping her.
She struggled until her original john was standing over her
bruised and bloody body, a crowbar in his hand.
There was a brief hesitation as he gazed down at her.
Almost as if the man wasnâ€™t certain he was prepared to
commit the ultimate sin. Then, with the shadowed man
whispering in his ear, he at last lifted the crowbar,
swinging it with desperate power. There was an odd
whistling sound as the metal cut through the icy air.
Jeannie was strangely mesmerized by the sheer horror of
what was happening. At least until she felt a blast of
pain as it connected with the side of her face.
Then she felt nothing.
A bad endâ€¦
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