Mistaken Identity by M.C. Jackson
Title: Mistaken Identity
Author: M.C. Jackson
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 16, 2017
Blurb
The last time I saw my sister was the day before she
vanished from my life. I’ve spent the last five years searching for her,
clinging to the hope that one day I will find out what happened to her, but
every lead has ended up at a dead end.
vanished from my life. I’ve spent the last five years searching for her,
clinging to the hope that one day I will find out what happened to her, but
every lead has ended up at a dead end.
Until now.
He took me because he thinks I’m Her.
My instinct is to run. I want to fight my way out of there,
but I can’t. This man is my only connection to my sister. I’ll do whatever it
takes to uncover the truth. Even if it means falling right into the arms of a
psychopath.
but I can’t. This man is my only connection to my sister. I’ll do whatever it
takes to uncover the truth. Even if it means falling right into the arms of a
psychopath.
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Before my eyes even open, I know he’s watching me. I can
feel the weight of his stare. My heart plummets as any chance of this being a
dream disappears. Sure enough, as I roll over he comes into view, sitting in
the same spot he was before. I sit up, both embarrassed and curious at his
interest in watching me sleep.
feel the weight of his stare. My heart plummets as any chance of this being a
dream disappears. Sure enough, as I roll over he comes into view, sitting in
the same spot he was before. I sit up, both embarrassed and curious at his
interest in watching me sleep.
“Thought you might be hungry,” he says, tossing a neatly
folded brown package on the bed. “It’s just a sandwich,” he adds, noting my
dubious expression.
folded brown package on the bed. “It’s just a sandwich,” he adds, noting my
dubious expression.
As much as I want to throw it back in his face, my stomach
betrays me with a loud rumble. My face heats as I busy myself with opening the
thin layer of paper.
betrays me with a loud rumble. My face heats as I busy myself with opening the
thin layer of paper.
The bread is fresher than I expect and the aroma of ham
fills the air. I eat without coming up for air, partly due to being so damn
hungry and also because I have no idea when my next meal will be coming.
fills the air. I eat without coming up for air, partly due to being so damn
hungry and also because I have no idea when my next meal will be coming.
“Thanks,” I mutter, screwing the wrapper up into a tight
ball.
ball.
He hesitates and sits down next to me. My heart races at his
proximity and I shuffle over a few inches. He chuckles and rubs his jaw.
proximity and I shuffle over a few inches. He chuckles and rubs his jaw.
“You’re really taking this whole wide-eyed innocent act too
far,” he comments.
far,” he comments.
My mouth gapes. I have no idea how to respond to that. When
he reaches for my hand, I jump, and try to yank my arm away. His fingers close
around my wrist as he pulls me closer to him. I whimper. He’s so close I can
feel his warm breath on my neck.
he reaches for my hand, I jump, and try to yank my arm away. His fingers close
around my wrist as he pulls me closer to him. I whimper. He’s so close I can
feel his warm breath on my neck.
“I’m sorry if I scared you earlier,” he says, his eyes
penetrating mine. I want to look away, but I can’t. “I’m just…you frustrate me
sometimes. I think you’re finally getting it and then you do something stupid
like this.”
penetrating mine. I want to look away, but I can’t. “I’m just…you frustrate me
sometimes. I think you’re finally getting it and then you do something stupid
like this.”
“I don’t know who you are,” I whisper, shaking my head.
“Please, let me go. I wont tell anyone—”
“Please, let me go. I wont tell anyone—”
“For fucks sake, Anna, will you quit this bullshit,” he
growls, pulling me to my feet. He steps backward, pushing his body against
mine, trapping me against the wall. Terrified, I try and push him back, but
he’s too strong. His six foot and well stacked frame easily overpowers me.
Suddenly, my blood runs cold. I gasp, struggling to breathe as his words repeat
in my head. One word. Anna. He called me Anna.
growls, pulling me to my feet. He steps backward, pushing his body against
mine, trapping me against the wall. Terrified, I try and push him back, but
he’s too strong. His six foot and well stacked frame easily overpowers me.
Suddenly, my blood runs cold. I gasp, struggling to breathe as his words repeat
in my head. One word. Anna. He called me Anna.
Oh god, oh god, oh god. It all makes sense now.
He thinks I’m her.
Author Bio
M.C. Jackson released her debut novel, Mistaken Identity, in
May 2017. When not writing, M.C. enjoys reading everything she can get her hands
on, spending time with friends and family, and cooking up crazy meals after
binge watching Masterchef.
May 2017. When not writing, M.C. enjoys reading everything she can get her hands
on, spending time with friends and family, and cooking up crazy meals after
binge watching Masterchef.
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