Dangerous Beauty by Melissa Koslin
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Liliana Vela hates the term victim. She’s not a victim,
she’s a fighter. Stubborn and strong with a quiet elegance, she’s determined to
take back her life after escaping the clutches of human traffickers in her poor
Mexican village. But she can’t stay safely over the border in America—unless
the man who aided in her rescue is serious about his unconventional proposal to
marry her.
Meric Toledan was just stopping at a service station for a
bottle of water. Assessing the situation, he steps in to rescue Liliana from
traffickers. If he can keep his secrets at bay, his wealth and position afford
him many resources to help her. But the mysterious buyer who funded her capture
will not sit idly by while his prize is stolen from him.
Melissa Koslin throws you right into the middle of the
action in this high-stakes thriller that poses the question: What is the price
of freedom?
Excerpt:
She ran.
She’d finally orchestrated an opportunity, and she’d run.
Twigs snapped under her bare feet. She hardly felt the pain.
It was the sound that rattled through her. They’ll hear. They’ll find me.
She ran faster.
Branches reached out and scraped her skin.
She slipped on some wet leaves but managed to stay on her
feet.
She couldn’t breathe, but she kept going.
To her left, she could hear cars. It didn’t sound like a
freeway, but maybe a rural highway. Should I try to hitchhike? But the thought
of getting into a car with another stranger was too much. She needed to get as
far away as quickly as she could, but she wasn’t getting into a car with
anyone. Logically, she knew the likelihood of finding someone as bad as those
she was running from was remote, but logic wasn’t forefront for her. Right now
was flight mode. Survival.
Darkness started to close around her like a cage.
Go deeper into the woods and stay there tonight? She thought
about rest, that she needed to stop and sleep at some point, but she couldn’t
get her legs to stop running. She’d run miles already. She’d probably collapse
before finding enough control to get herself to stop.
Lights in the distance.
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