These Violent Roots, an all-new psychological thriller from New York Times bestselling author Nicole Williams is available now!

                        

Grace Wolff spends her days fighting monsters, and her nights hiding from her own. As a public prosecutor in the sexual crimes unit, she knows more about rapists, pedophiles, and deviants than most people dare to consider.

Dr. Noah Wolff is as acquainted with monsters as his wife. While Grace dedicates her career to putting violent men away, Noah is more interested in rehabilitating them. A renowned psychiatrist specializing in sexual deviance, he counsels a burgeoning number of court-appointed patients wrestling with evil in its vilest form.

When she discovers a long line of pedophile suicides have been murders in disguise, Grace is duty-bound to aid in the investigation. But in her quest to track down the killer, Grace faces an ethical impasse. As a steward of the law, she has an obligation to seek justice for the murders. As a human being, she accepts that “innocent until proven guilty” is laden with loopholes criminals slip through too easily, and too often.

As she hunts the hunter, Grace is forced to acknowledge a complicated truth. To defeat the swell of monsters preying upon humanity’s most innocent, one must become a monster themselves.

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Nicole Williams delved into the very uncomfortable world of a subject that we all hate to even mutter about. These Violent Roots had the premise set up to not only make us uncomfortable to talk about, but it was more of vigilante feeling more than a psychological thriller that was going to make us cover our eyes in fear.




This story was different on so many levels. Here you have a couple who’s jobs are like night and day and you see the toll that it’s secretly took on their marriage. One prosecutes the wicked criminals and the other tries to rehabilitate them in through therapy. There are ups and downs, a serial killer taking justice into his own hands, and the hunt to find him before he strikes again.




Despite me going in with a different perception of what this story was going to be, I still found myself liking the majority of it and wanting to get to know more about this couple. The issue that I had was that I was expecting this to be more of a cat and mouse game and a serious psychological thriller. I was really disappointed with that aspect and I saw the twist at the end coming from a mile away so that element of surprise was lost to me.

I think if those two things were done better, I would’ve loved this book much more. I will say that the author does a wonderful job of keeping you intrigued with everything that was surrounding the couple and you really wanted to know more about them. Even though this was not my favorite read, I still think that others will enjoy this one more than I do. What didn’t work for me, might be the one thing that you loved.

Excerpt

Parked outside the police precinct in downtown Seattle, I found myself fixated on a particular piece of graffiti sprayed on a concrete column buttressed beneath an overpass. This was different than the typical profanities, initials, or gang signs spewed across old abandoned buildings and freeway infrastructures. 

Freshly painted, given its prominence above the rest of the graffiti, an oval with a line cutting horizontally through the center stretched several feet long. Done in black, it was the Greek symbol for theta, the eighth letter of the Greek alphabet. 

It was the symbol for death. 

It had also become a mark the public had assigned to the Huntsman. A black theta. The mark of death.

It had started small, only known about in fringe society, but then a major news station ran a report on it and the concept exploded into the mainstream. A few weeks ago, a person might pass the occasional weirdo with a theta symbol penned in black Sharpie across the back of their hand, but fast forward a few weeks and a person couldn’t drive to the grocery store without passing bumper stickers, shirts, and pins hanging off backpacks and purses, from your average high school student to your aging veteran. 

At the Public Market, vendors were carrying shirts with the theta symbol accompanied with the caption of Justice for all. They were selling out. 

The Huntsman had been elevated from a cult following to an icon of pop culture, the first serial killer to gain mainstream acceptance. Serial killers before him had always drawn a small fan base of emotionally fragile women, but this was different. The Huntsman not only came with the adoration of those unstable girls wanting to marry him whenever he was caught and thrown into prison for the rest of his life, but your everyday mother, from inner-city to suburban, supported his mission of wiping out pedophiles. They saw him as the dark but necessary hand of justice, an angel of death who protected the most innocent and vulnerable of society. 

The Huntsman had support in the male category as well, from dads, husbands, boyfriends, and students because, veiled as they might keep it, most men at their base believed in good old-fashioned justice where eye-for-an-eye was more life-for-an-eye. 

The elderly, who had known hard times those of us under fifty couldn’t begin to understand, regarded the Huntsman as a necessary evil who was finally cleaning up the streets. And the kids . . . they talked about him almost as though he were the latest and greatest superhero to hit the big screen. An analogy I’d heard from one of the other attorney’s pre-teen was Deadpool meets Suicide Squad meets Batman. 

Whatever that meant. 

Huntsman fever hadn’t only hit the Greater Seattle area, but had swept across the nation. Rallies were arranged by satellite supporters in most major cities in the country. Protests had begun to crop up as well, Huntsman supporters waving signs outside of courthouses and demanding true justice for those standing accused inside. The supporters had even christened themselves with a name—The Disciples. As though they were some devote band of followers who’d do anything for their leader, some of which I didn’t doubt would. 

The Huntsman’s mark—I was still staring at it, half-hypnotized. Up until now, the public had praised the efforts of anyone involved in catching a serial killer, but not this time. No one would thank us for catching the Huntsman. Some would probably attempt to impede our efforts. But I was a state’s attorney, a guardian of the law the way it was written. 

I didn’t have the luxury of deciding which murders were justified and which should be prosecuted.

About Nicole
Biographies are impossible for me to write without landing somewhere in the realm of lame. Which is ironic since I’m a writer attempting to, you know, do what I do and write. For whatever reason though, trying to sum up who I am is enough to make me rock myself into a psychiatric-something in a dark corner.

I could try explaining what I love: books, writing, adventures, the outdoors, animals, my family, my friends. I could list what I don’t love: hate, needles, narrow-mindedness, pantyhose, celery. I could go into my background and my sources of inspiration, sprinkling throughout witty bits of commentary and the expected author-fare of a few words that make a person scratch their head and reach for a dictionary. But the true biography of who I am is penned on the pages of my books, hidden between the words. Where I’ve been, who I am, where I’m going—it’s all there.
At the end of the day, I’m an open book.

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Nikki Ash’s My Kind of Love is out now! Check out the contemporary romance and be sure to get your copy today!

Title: My Kind of Love

Author: Nikki Ash

Genre: Contemporary Romance

What you need to know about My Kind of Love:

Military romance

A little bit of an age gap

ALL the feels

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                                  About My Kind of Love:

 

My kind of Love was a somewhat emotional romance that made you believe in finding love again. It was heartfelt, sexy, and you wanted nothing more for these characters to be happy.

There is no way to describe the pain of losing a partner and for Michaela, it is damn near crippling being in a constant state of grief. She has always prided herself on being a planner but losing her husband so quickly, is something that she never saw coming. Still feeling lost and heartbroken, michaela decides that he needs to heal on her own for a while and what better way to do that than at a peaceful beach house? But when she arrives, she quickly learns that she’s not the only guest.

Ryan has been going non stop for the past six years in the military. Now gearing up for another tour, he’s in desperate need for a relaxing vacation before his time is up and his friends have the perfect place. Now with his plans set, Ryan intends to make the most of it but you know what they say about that. Plans change.


I really loved that this story was about two broken people who were just trying to find their way back to some sense of normalcy. Ryan and Michaela both had something to offer each other and it created a balance within them solidified their connection. I felt their love slowly blooming to the surface and even though their time was short in the beginning, it never felt that way to me.

Now I’ll admit that I was not a fan of certain things and the heroine got on my nerves a little bit quite frankly. I also felt like even though this is a complete stand alone, characters from previous books were heavily involved and I felt like I was missing things and that did hinder my reading experience a bit. Aside from that, if you’ve read anything from this author before, I think that youre going to enjoy this one and root for Ryan and Michalea.

                                           About Nikki Ash:

Nikki Ash resides in South Florida where she is an English teacher and mom by day and a writer by night. When she’s not writing, you can find her with a book in her hand. From the Boxcar Children to Wuthering Heights to the latest Single Parent Romance, she has lived and breathed every type of book. Reading is like breathing in, writing is like breathing out. – Pam Ally While reading and writing are her passions, her two children are her entire world. You can probably find them at a Disney park before you would find them at home on the weekends!

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