Blog Tour: Liar, Liar by TA Moore

Title: Liar, Liar

Author: TA Moore

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Anne Cain

Genre: Romantic Thriller

Release Date: 12 May 2017

Buy Links: Amazon UK, Amazon US, Dreamspinner Press

Blurb: Just another day at the office.

For some people that means spreadsheets, and for others it’s stitching endless hems. For Jacob Archer a day at the office is stealing proprietary information from a bioengineering firm for a paranoid software billionaire. He’s a liar and a thief, parlaying a glib tongue and a facile conscience into a lucrative career. He just has one rule—never get involved with a mark.

Well, had one rule. To be fair, though, Simon Ramsey is dark, dangerous, and has shoulders like a Greek statue. Besides, it’s not as though Jacob’s even really stealing from Simon… just his boss and his brother-in-law. Simon didn’t buy that excuse either after he caught Jacob breaking into the company’s computer network.

That would have been that—one messy breakup, one ticket to Bali booked—but it turns out that the stolen information is worth more than Jacob thought. With his life—and his ribs—threatened, Jacob needs Simon to help him out. Or maybe he just needs Simon.

I have always aspired to amorality. Unfortunately, the evidence of a lifetime suggests that I just don’t have it in me. Unlike Jacob, I’m an awful liar and a premature confessor. So it was fun, for Liar, Liar, to put on the skin of professional fibber Jacob Archer. He might not be a stranger to the truth, but he does hide around corners from it a lot.

It was a lot of fun to write, although he’d admit it’s a pretty exhausting way to live!

Anyhow, I hope you give Liar, Liar a go! I enjoyed writing it, and I think people will enjoy reading it. To whet your appetite, here’s an exclusive glimpse at the characters just before the start of the book.

Check here to find the other extracts: http://www.nevertobetold.co.uk

Excerpt: On stage a stunning performer in skin-tight tie-dye, sparkling blue afro towering over the crowd, winked her way through a knowing version of ‘I Kissed a Girl’. Hot young men, skin glistening and glittering under the blue-hued lights, jostled for space on the dance floor, whooping and clapping until they nearly drowned the performer out. Two pretty boys in body paint and not much else made out against the bar, smearing pink and green across each other.

Simon took a drink of flat soda, tasting his temper in it, and turned the red vinyl stool back to the bar.

I don’t know if you’ve noticed,’ he said. ‘This is a gay bar, Dev.’

Yeah?’ Dev drawled as he sucked on his craft beer. It was his only concession he was willing to make to the fact he had cash now. ‘What gave it away.’

Simon didn’t dignify that with an answer. His temper was already on edge – the music was too loud, the bodies were too close, and it made his nerves squirm under his skin – and he didn’t need to fall into old habits with Dev. Although these days, it was Simon who was more likely to throw a punch than his old friend. Especially where drink was involved, which was why he was sticking to soda.

I don’t need set up,’ he said instead.

Your ego is bigger than her hair,’ Dev said, jerking his thumb at the stage. ‘What makes you think you’re the target?’

Simon raised his eyebrows and looked Dev up and down, from the heavy-set shoulders that made him look like he slumped to the long legs in jeans that were faded past fashion and into just old. With his cropped hair and scarred knuckles, he looked more ex-forces than Simon did. ‘If you’re on the turn, Dev, you’d be better off finding a bear bar.’

Fuck off,’ Dev said, unconsciously sitting up a bit straighter. ‘I have money, I could get waxed. Anyhow, that’s not the point. You’re not the point. Callie thinks I need to start dating again.’

It hadn’t exactly been a hot night out, but it chilled more as the memory of Simon’s sister, Dev’s wife, bellied up to the bar. Not the usual reaction to Becca entering a room, she’d been the life and soul, but she had been dead two years.

Dev had been by her bedside; Simon had been somewhere in Afghanistan, top secret enough that even he wasn’t meant to know the details.

Maybe she’s right. Becca would have wanted you to move on.’

Tilting his beer to his mouth, Dev snorted. ‘Not according to her.’ He swallowed and wiped his mouth on the back of his sleeve. ‘Besides, you’d stab me.’

Probably.’ Behind him the drag queen threw the stage open for karaoke. Simon winced and wished for whiskey. ‘One night out isn’t going to pacify Callie.’

It will for a while,’ Dev said. He drained the rest of his beer and signalled the bartender.

Author Bio: TA Moore genuinely believed that she was a Cabbage Patch Kid when she was a small child. This was the start of a lifelong attachment to the weird and fantastic. These days she lives in a market town on the Northern Irish coast and her friends have a rule that she can only send them three weird and disturbing links a month (although she still holds that a DIY penis bifurcation guide is interesting, not disturbing). She believes that adding ‘in space!’ to anything makes it at least 40% cooler, will try to pet pretty much any animal she meets (this includes snakes, excludes bugs), and once lied to her friend that she had climbed all the way up to Tintagel Castle in Cornwall, when actually she’d only gotten to the beach, realized it was really high, and chickened out.

She aspires to being a cynical misanthrope, but is unfortunately held back by a sunny disposition and an inability to be mean to strangers. If TA Moore is mean to you, that means you’re friends now.

Website: http://www.nevertobetold.co.uk

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/TA.Moores

Twitter: @tammy_moore

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