Murder Girl (Lilah Love, #2) by Lisa Renee Jones


Title: Murder Girl

Series: Lilah Love, #2

Author:  Lisa Renee Jones

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: July 10, 2018


New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones returns with the second book in her electrifying series featuring Lilah Love, an FBI profiler who doesn’t fight her dark side—she embraces it.

It’s Lilah Love’s job to inhabit a killer’s mind. The unapologetically tough FBI profiler is very comfortable there. But her latest case is making her head spin. It’s a string of brutal assassinations carried out across the country, each tied to a mysterious tattoo. Body by body, she’s followed the clues all the way back to her hometown. And every step of the way, the killer has been following her.

Here, beneath the glamour of the privileged Hamptons community, is a secret long buried but never forgotten. It’s bigger than Lilah. It’s powerful enough to escape the reach of the FBI. And it’s more personal than anyone can imagine. Because it’s hiding in Lilah’s own past. To fight it, she’s forced to turn to her lethally tempting ex, Kane Mendez. He’s an expert at bringing out Lilah’s darkest impulses. If she plans to survive, she’s going to need them. 

**You MUST read book one, MURDER NOTES, prior to reading this book. 







Excerpt from Murder Girl (Lilah Love, #2)
by Lisa Renee Jones © 2018

I enter the building and ignore the pretty brunette behind the triangle-shaped stone desk and head to the stairs.

 “Excuse me,” she calls out, but I ignore her. Kane knows I’m coming. He has people watching me and this building. He knows I’m in the building by now. I don’t need “sweet thing” down there to announce me in yet another way. I’m at the top of the stairs before she finishes her fourth excuse me, which is now a bit louder, as if I just haven’t heard her the other three times. I turn down the hallway and walk toward the desk outside Kane’s office where Tabitha sits, minus any more originality today than the last time I was here. She’s still bleached blonde, with her fake, giant-ass boobs hanging out of a silk blouse with numerous buttons undone that turn it into a slut show that could have been professional.

 I pass her without a word, approaching Kane’s double doors, when she says, “Drama follows you, Lilah Love.”

 “No,” I say without looking at her. “Dead bodies follow me.” I glance over my shoulder at her. “You should remember that.”

 And with that statement that really had no purpose other than it felt really damn good, I open Kane’s door.

 I step inside Kane’s office and find him sitting behind his desk, just in time to hear him say, “She’s here,” into his intercom and then release the button.

 With exaggerated drama that I reserve for moments when I want to be a smart-ass or simply announce my fucking presence, I use my body to shut the door, but I don’t hang out and wait for it to grow roots. I rotate and charge toward Kane and that King Mendez desk of his that he doesn’t get to use as shelter. By the time I round the wooden atrocity, he’s standing, towering over me in a charcoal suit and a purple shirt with black stripes and some sort of black-and-gray tie. It’s flashy, expensive, and works on him when it would not on nine out of ten other people. But then, while I keep a low profile—aside from the door drama, of course—and favor my black nondescript looks, his entire persona says “look at me” with the intended message of “I have nothing to hide.” A lie he tells the world and, after he drugged me to keep me from knowing what happened last night, apparently me.

 We stand there for a beat or ten without words before he says, “Lilah,” and the very fact that he says it like sex is all it takes for me to snap.

 I slap him in the face, because my bare fist is too small to hurt him the way his jaw would hurt me. It’s also a disgrace to a man to be slapped, which is why one UFC fighter I’ve watched here and there does it to his opponents. And Kane is my opponent. He turns his head with the force of the blow, my palm stinging in the aftermath.

 “Well now, beautiful,” he says, fixing me with a brown-eyed stare. “I know you like it rough, but is now the time? We both have questions we want answered.”

 I slap him again, and this time he catches my wrist before I pull back. I try to slap him with my free hand, and he catches it as well, this time before contact. “You get two, not three.”

 My gaze flicks to the handprint on his right cheek that matches the one on the left before I meet his stare and say, “Two was pretty damn satisfying.”

 “Why didn’t you tell me about your stalker?” he demands, his question low, lethal, his anger banked just beneath the surface, while mine is the cherry on top of every lie he’s told me. “Because we both know that’s what we’re dealing with here,” he adds.

 “Let go of me, Kane,” I bite out, my voice taut with impatience. No. Make that a desire to smack him again.

 “After you tell me about your stalker and the notes.”

 “Let go of me, Kane,” I repeat slowly, “or my next move will be a knee to your family jewels. And I promise you, it will be hard enough that neither of us will have to worry about our urge to fuck ever again.” My jaw sets hard, but he doesn’t release me. “You drugged me,” I remind him, “and then searched my house before leaving me with a gun that I was too drugged to use. So if you think I won’t do it—”

 He releases me but doesn’t step back. “I didn’t leave you with a gun you couldn’t use. I kept you at my house until sunrise, and I left a team guarding your place, front and back. I protected you, like I always do.”

 I don’t analyze why that makes me angrier. That’s for later. For now, there is this: “I’d pull my gun on you and back you off, Kane, but I swore the next time I did that, I’d shoot you. And I need information from you.”

 “I’m all yours, beautiful,” he says, holding his hands out. “I always am.” He motions to the sitting area to his left and behind him. “Let’s sit and make this peaceful.”

 “Peaceful, my ass,” I say.








Murder Girl (Lilah Love, #2)Murder Girl (Lilah Love, #2) by Lisa Renee Jones
Rosa's rating: 5 of 5 iScream Cones

"There's no such thing as a coincidence."

Thank you Lisa Renee Jones for the recap at the beginning of Murder Girl to refresh my memory. With so many characters and behind the scenes scenarios to keep straight it was much appreciated. It didn't take me long at all to become totally immersed and back up to speed, sharpening my profiler skills and learning a few new tricks from 'Agent-fucking-Love' who doesn't mess around. She takes her job, her secrets, and her chocolate very seriously.

I don't know how many books there will be in the Lilah Love series, but the deeper I get, the more intriguing it becomes. Just when I think we've turned a corner and I've figured things out, then something new happens and I'm left scratching my head, back to square one. I've got my suspicions and persons of interest who I'd like to stalk, but Lilah has more experience so I'll just keep tagging along with her. I know she's got my back, and she's got Cujo.

Kane has a soft spot for Lilah and he lets her get away with things that nobody else would even attempt. He's very well known and whether he actually dabbles in the family business or not I'm not sure. One thing I am sure of is that he could have any woman, except her, but it's her he wants. He assures her that he always tells the truth, but does he tell her everything? How much is he holding back to protect her? No really, I was hoping you could tell me.

At this point, I have more questions than answers. But one thing I know for sure is that the chemistry between Kane and Lilah is scorching. I have no idea how she managed to walk away from this man for two years but I can assure you that the distance did not diminish the sparks that fly between them. If it wasn't for the conflict of interest regarding their chosen careers I'm sure all their problems could be solved between the sheets. And I'm not denying that I mentally urged them to try that method of conflict resolution. I was sure that if it didn't work by then they wouldn't care.

As even more players in this deadly game start coming out of the woodwork, the suspense builds. It's hard to tell who the good guys are, or if there are any. Lilah is starting to question herself and what lengths she's willing to go to in this game of cat and mouse. She's letting her dark side come out to play and finds herself reluctant to put it back in its place. As she struggles to figure out who her enemies are, she also struggles to accept who isn't. The one who seems to always be there when she needs him, and even when she doesn't. How much longer will she be able to resist the pull of attraction before she accepts the release he offers?

Woo Hoo! What a mind-bending ball of fun this story is. I love trying to figure things out and it's so exciting when I'm occasionally right with my guesses. I throw myself right into the drama and don't come out until I've turned the last page. And after turning this last page, I don't have my answers and I'm going back for more. The line forms here...





New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series.

In addition to the success of Lisa's INSIDE OUT series, she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is also the author of the bestselling WHITE LIES and LILAH LOVE series.

Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women's Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.





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