Reseña del libro "The Lodger (en Inglés)"
He was paid to make her death look like suicide. He never planned on falling for her. Dr. Elena Crane let a man bleed out on her operating table. The medical board couldn't prove she did it on purpose. Neither could anyone else. Now she's back in her dead grandmother's house on a cliff in Harrow's Point, Maine, without her license, without her name, and with forty-seven pills in the medicine cabinet that everyone in town expects her to take. Then a stranger turns up on her porch in the rain, bleeding, asking about the room for rent. Silas Ward says he's a carpenter. He fixes her furnace, her clocks, and her porch rail. He carries her coffee up the stairs every morning and leaves it outside her door. He calls her Doctor, never Elena, and he watches her like a man counting down. Because he is. Silas has a contract, a deadline, and a client who wants Elena dead before the first snow. All he has to do is wait. But Elena isn't the fragile, broken woman his file described. She's sharp-tongued and unafraid, and she's figured out more about her lodger than he thinks. The longer he stays, the more it feels like it's her rules they're both living by. The snow is coming. Someone is going to die in that house. The only question is who. The Lodger is a standalone dark romance with a morally gray heroine, a hitman hero, slow-burn tension, banter with real teeth, and a love that's just as dangerous as everything around it. Recommended for readers 18 and up. Please see the content note inside the front cover. Back-of-book blurb At about 170 words this fits the back of a 6 x 9 paperback with room for the barcode box (2 x 1.2 inches, lower right). Put the tagline in a larger size at the top. SHE LET A MAN DIE. HE KILLS FOR A LIVING. Disgraced surgeon Elena Crane has nothing left but her grandmother's house on the Maine coast, a medicine cabinet full of pills, and a town that is waiting for her to swallow them. Silas Ward has a room on her third floor, a hole in his side that she stitched shut herself, and a contract that runs out with the first snow. He was sent to write her suicide note in her own handwriting. Instead he's fixing her clocks, learning how she takes her coffee, and breaking every rule Margo ever taught him. She should run. He should finish the job. Neither of them will do either. A dark romance about a woman with nothing to lose, a man with nothing to offer, and the one thing that turned out to be worth burning everything down for. For mature readers.
