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Title: Waiting in Darkness
(Sabrina Vaughn Series Book 0.5)
Author: Maegan Beaumont
Expected Release Date: January 2016
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Meet The Author
MaeganG-M
 Maegan Beaumont is the author of CARVED IN DARKNESS, the first book in
the Sabrina Vaughn thriller series (Available through Midnight Ink,
spring 2013). A native Phoenician, Maegan’s stories are meant to make
you wonder what the guy standing in front of you in the Starbucks line
has locked in his basement, and feel a strong desire to sleep with the
light on.

When
she isn’t busy fulfilling her duties as Domestic Goddess for her high
school sweetheart turned husband, Joe, and their four children, she is
locked in her office with her computer, her coffee pot and her Rhodesian
Ridgeback, and one true love, Jade.
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Title: Promises to Keep (Sabrina Vaughn #3)
Author: Maegan Beaumont
Release Date: August 8th 2015
Publisher: Midnight Ink

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For three years,
Michael O’Shea has been forced to act as a personal assassin for
Livingston Shaw, the cold-blooded puppet master who controls the remote
bioweapon implanted in Michael’s back. When Shaw offers to release him
if he can recover a kidnapped child, Michael works with every ounce of
his being to put the pieces together before all the witnesses are
murdered.

Meanwhile, police Inspector Sabrina Vaughn–the woman
Michael passionately loves but has been kept from seeing–discovers the
body of a little boy that bears a striking resemblance to the missing
child. Against all his instincts, Michael must draw Sabrina into his
life as one of the world’s most notorious assassins if he’s to overcome
the legacy of his bloodthirsty past.


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Carved in Darkness (Book #1)

 
Craved In Darkness
Past horrors bleed into a present day nightmareFifteen years ago, a psychotic killer abducted seventeen year old Melissa
Walker. For 83 days she was raped and tortured before being left for dead in a
deserted church yard… But she was still alive.

Melissa begins a new life as homicide inspector, Sabrina Vaughn. With a new
face and a new name, it’s her job to hunt down murderers and it’s a job she
does very well.

When Michael O’Shea, a childhood acquaintance with a suspicious past, suddenly
finds her, he brings to life the nightmare Sabrina has long since buried.

Believing that his sister was recently murdered by the same monster who
attacked Sabrina, Michael is dead set on getting his revenge–using Sabrina as
bait.

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Sacrificial Muse (Book #2)

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Sacrificial Muse
She is his muse, and the
fates require sacrifice.
San Francisco Detective Sabrina Vaughn is able to shrug off the nine red roses
being delivered to her office every day. But when only eight roses arrive on
the same day a Berkeley student’s mutilated body is found, Sabrina fears that
the killer is taunting her. Forced into a partnership with a deceitful reporter
who somehow remains one step ahead of her, Sabrina discovers that she’s the
object of a psychopath’s twisted delusion . . . and there may be no escape.


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Maegan Beaumont

Maegan Beaumont is the author of CARVED IN DARKNESS, the first book in the Sabrina Vaughn thriller series (Available through Midnight Ink, spring 2013). A native Phoenician, Maegan’s stories are meant to make you wonder what the guy standing in front of you in the Starbucks line has locked in his basement, and feel a strong desire to sleep with the light on.
When she isn’t busy fulfilling her duties as Domestic Goddess for her high school sweetheart turned husband, Joe, and their four children, she is locked in her office with her computer, her coffee pot and her Rhodesian Ridgeback, and one true love, Jade.

Twitter ~ Blog ~ Goodreads ~ Website ~ Facebook


 

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Promised To Keep
Title: PROMISES TO KEEP (Sabrina Vaughn Book #3)
Author: Maegan Beaumont
Publisher: Midnight Ink
Release Date: August 8th, 2015
For three years, Michael O’Shea has been forced to act as a personal assassin for
Livingston Shaw, the cold-blooded puppet master who controls the remote
bioweapon implanted in Michael’s back. When Shaw offers to release him if he
can recover a kidnapped child, Michael works with every ounce of his being to
put the pieces together before all the witnesses are murdered.

Meanwhile, police Inspector Sabrina Vaughn–the woman Michael passionately
loves but has been kept from seeing–discovers the body of a little boy that
bears a striking resemblance to the missing child. Against all his instincts,
Michael must draw Sabrina into his life as one of the world’s most notorious
assassins if he’s to overcome the legacy of his bloodthirsty past

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Sabrina’s heart slammed into her throat. She unsnapped her holster as quietly as she

could, and shot a look over her shoulder. Strickland had seen it too. He drew his weapon and

nodded. She lifted her SIG P220 off her hip and took aim at the curtain.

“SFPD—I know you’re back there. Come out with your hands where I can see them,” she

said in a tone that gave little doubt as to her intent if her command wasn’t followed.

No response, just the slight flutter of the curtain that told her that who or whatever was

behind it was still there.

“I said, SFPD. Come out—”

A pair of feet appeared, nothing more than the tops and toes. They were small and pale in

the steady beam of her flashlight.

Holy shit. It was a kid.

She changed tactics, softened her tone but still held firm. “It’s okay, you’re safe. I’m a

police officer—it’s okay to come out now,” she said but didn’t lower her gun. There was a chance

the child behind the curtain wasn’t alone.

Small feet shuffled closer and a hand peeked out from the split between the curtains. The

opening was pulled wider to reveal a white face—dark, vacant eyes and a sharp nose set in a face

that was painfully thin. Equally thin shoulders and torso appeared as the kid moved forward

slowly. Just like the dead boy upstairs, he was naked.

“Are you alone back there?” she said. The kid didn’t answer, just stared at her with those

empty eyes. She motioned the child closer. “Come here, it’s okay.” She looked at Strickland and

tipped her head in the direction of the curtain. He nodded and moved forward, gun raised.

Sabrina reached out and latched onto the boy’s arm, pulling him toward her. The second

her fingers made contact, he went crazy—swinging and shouting in a language she didn’t

understand.

She dragged the boy clear of the curtain. He fought against her grip, screaming and

flailing, while Strickland did a sweep of the room behind it. He came out a few seconds later.

“Nothing. Just a mattress, TV and another camcorder.” he said over the din of the boy’s

screaming. “What the hell is he saying?”

She shook her head and looked at the boy, saw his face, white and stretched thin with

terror. He wasn’t speaking English but his fear was obvious. “Shhh, shhh—it’s okay. We’re here

to help,” she said, hoping her tone would convey the message her words couldn’t.

The boy darted away from her, nothing but a pale blur as he bolted toward freedom and

she started after him, pounding up the steps, Strickland two strides behind her. She reached the

top of the stairs and saw him running down the darkened hallway, darting this way and that.

“Stop him,” she shouted, hoping the uniform at the front door would be quick enough to

catch him.

The boy cut to the left and she followed, through the living room doorway. He saw the

uniform, blocking his way out and he darted to the left again, cutting across the room to the other

side of the house. Toward the room where the dead boy probably still lay stretched out on the

“Don’t go in there,” she said, even though he didn’t understand her. He disappeared

through the doorway seconds before she reached it. She skidded to a stop, blocking the doorway.

The coroner, Mandy Black, hunkered down next to the body on the floor but the whole of her

attention was concentrated on the boy who just burst into the room. He was crouching in the

corner furthest away from the doorway, knees drawn tight against his chest by arms so thin and

pale they looked like twigs, bleached white by the sun.

He started rambling again, eyes, like miniature black holes, aimed at the body on the

floor. She started to cross the threshold but Mandy threw up a hand and shook her head. Sabrina

stalled out mid-stride and watched as Mandy stood, crossing the room on slow and steady feet.

She said something in what sounded like the same language the boy was speaking and as if

Mandy had thrown a switch, he stopped talking.

Sabrina watched and listened. Mandy got closer and closer, still speaking the strange

language in a low, easy tone that seemed to sooth the boy. It sounded Slavic—maybe Russian.

Strange coming from the woman crouched on the floor. She must’ve asked him a question

because the boy nodded, eyes suddenly flooded with tears. He started to speak again but his

speech had lost its hysterical edge. Mandy got close enough to reach out and touch him but she

didn’t. She kept her hands at her sides, shaking her head as she crouched low and slow in front of

him. She kept talking. The boy kept listening.

“What. The. Fuck,” Strickland said behind her. “Coroner Barbie speaks gibberish.”

“It’s not gibberish, dickhead. It’s Russian,” Mandy said without looking up.

She felt a prickle, like electricity dancing along her skin. What was a Russian boy doing

in an abandoned house in San Francisco? One that had obviously been held against his will?

She looked away from the boy crouched in the corner to the one dead on the floor.

“Ask him if he knows the victim,” she said.

Mandy spoke quietly and the boy answered, shaking his head. “No. He said he’s never

seen him before.”

Sabrina studied the boy on the floor. He was small and blond. She entered the room and

squatted down next to the body. She peeled back a lid and looked at his eyes. They were milky

but she could see enough of the iris to know they were light in color.

She stood. “I need some air,” she said, brushing past Strickland on her way out the door.

She could feel him watching her and she silently urged him not to follow.

She didn’t need air. She needed to call Ben, because there was a very real chance that

she’d just found Leo Maddox.

 

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Carved in Darkness (Book #1)
Carved In Darkness

Past horrors bleed into a present day nightmare

Fifteen years ago, a psychotic killer abducted seventeen year old Melissa Walker. For 83 days she was raped

and tortured before being left for dead in a deserted church yard… But she was still alive.

Melissa begins a new life as homicide inspector, Sabrina Vaughn. With a new face and a new name, it’s her job

to hunt down murderers and it’s a job she does very well.

When Michael O’Shea, a childhood acquaintance with a suspicious past, suddenly finds her, he brings to life

the nightmare Sabrina has long since buried.

Believing that his sister was recently murdered by the same monster who attacked Sabrina, Michael is dead set

on getting his revenge–using Sabrina as bait.

Amazon US


Sacrificial Muse (Book #2)

 
Sacrificial Muse (1)

She is his muse, and the fates require sacrifice.
San Francisco Detective Sabrina Vaughn is able to shrug off the nine red roses being delivered to her office

every day. But when only eight roses arrive on the same day a Berkeley student’s mutilated body is found,

Sabrina fears that the killer is taunting her. Forced into a partnership with a deceitful reporter who somehow

remains one step ahead of her, Sabrina discovers that she’s the object of a psychopath’s twisted delusion . . .

and there may be no escape.

 

Meet the Author
MaeganG-M
Maegan Beaumont is the author of CARVED IN DARKNESS, the first book in the
Sabrina Vaughn thriller series (Available through Midnight Ink, spring 2013). A
native Phoenician, Maegan’s stories are meant to make you wonder what the guy
standing in front of you in the Starbucks line has locked in his basement, and
feel a strong desire to sleep with the light on.

When
she isn’t busy fulfilling her duties as Domestic Goddess for her high school
sweetheart turned husband, Joe, and their four children, she is locked in her
office with her computer, her coffee pot and her Rhodesian Ridgeback, and one
true love, Jade.


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