All About Romance
Next week, I'm launching the final book in my Romantic Thriller series. The Cliff Diver hits shelves Tuesday June 9th. Join me for the book launch party! Registration required.
It’s been a 14 year journey for me and this couple. Although she never wavered in her attraction to him, their story has been through many revisions and edits. He went from being a total jerk (in the first draft) to a man anyone could love. Their journey to a happily ever after ending is rife with interrelationship struggles. An attack on her life. A kidnapping or two. Plenty of exciting twists and turns for the reader. And some wonderful armchair adventures to Tombstoning sites all around the world. Wollongong, Australia, Acapulco, Dubrovnik, and many more.
Wilhelmina Green is a Tombstoner. She enjoys diving from very high cliffs into deep water. I don’t. She was trained as a competitive diver. (Not me, though I’m a good swimmer.) She is not afraid of heights. But Jonathon, like me, is terrified.
Word of warning. Never jump from a cliff unless you know exactly what lies beneath the surface of the water.
My story about writing these romantic thriller books was filled with rejection letters and difficult decisions. A pandemic. A marketing error. And Amazon declining to allow advertising. So, how far would I go for true love?
Sometimes book publishing is a difficult journey. I survived this one. And it made me stronger. My character, Mina, made some difficult choices, too. Follow her story in the books.
Needless to say, I am thrilled to have completed this romantic thriller series. I don’t know if I’ll write any more books by Karissa Knight. For know, I have 2 paranormal thrillers waiting in the wings.
Check out the Karissa Knight pages on my Substack feed for video trailers and more info about The Cliff Diver. Go to Karissaknight.com to read the first chapter, or keep reading for an excerpt from the book.
Here’s an Excerpt from The Cliff Diver:
In the morning, Assad would drive me to the airport, and I’d board Jonathon’s private jet. My heart pounded with the familiar adrenaline rush of escaping my life as if I were going on an exotic, extreme-sport vacation. In the past few years, I’d traveled to Mexico, Lake Champlain, Croatia, and Wollongong, Australia. I’d taken these clandestine trips with one purpose in mind.
Tombstoning.
To dive from the highest cliff I could find into deep, pristine waters. To attain the thrill that comes with falling sixty or more feet through the air at high velocity. When I hit the water it was the nearest thing to death that I would ever experience. And as the water swallowed me, it silenced my thoughts. My guilt. I felt forgiven. It was the only thing that purged me of the negative rhetoric buzzing in my brain. I knew it was an unhealthy addiction. My therapist agreed. But nothing else freed me from the bonds of guilt . . .
Until Jonathon came along with his bondage gear and whips, diving was the only thing that gave me the feeling of atonement. His punishment absolved me. In his torture chamber, I paid for my sins. I paid for helping to acquit evil men. For helping them get away with murder.
Though I craved Jonathon’s dominance, his control, and I missed the sting of his crop on my ass, most of all, I missed his forgiveness. His tenderness. His kind understanding of what I’d been through.
Once again, I recalled the stories Jonathon told me about Rory. Was I jealous? Perhaps. She had been Jonathon’s submissive in sex, but that’s where our similarities ended. She was obsessed about being a submissive and constantly asked him to treat her as such. She acted out and misbehaved in order to get Jonathon’s attention. They argued constantly, according to him.
She was the reason Jonathon asked me to sign a dominant and submissive contract. Before he left, he tore it up. He professed his love. A feeling that I strongly reciprocated.
This trip was to rescue my missing lover.
Reviews:
Sounds like a final book full of danger and heat. Congratulations on finishing the series. I'm not sure if your launch party is virtual. But, in any case, I will be traveling to Montreal that day. I hope the launch goes great!
Wild horses couldn't keep me away!