Book Tour, Excerpt & Review: Beneath the Truth by Meghan March



Beneath the Truth by Meghan March

Release Date: August 8, 2017

Series: Beneath #7

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From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes the final sexy standalone set in the Beneath world of New Orleans.

I used to believe there were lines in life you don’t cross.
Don’t lie. Don’t cheat. Don’t steal.
Until I learned people don’t always practice what they preach.
I turned in my badge and gun and walked away from everything.
Then I got the call no one wants, and I’m back in New Orleans.
What I don’t expect is for her to be here too.
Another line you don’t cross?
Don’t touch your best friend’s little sister.
She’s always been off-limits.
Too bad I don’t follow the rules anymore.


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Wham. My heart slammed against my ribs as it sped up about twenty beats per minute.

The heat and delicious woodsy citrus scent radiating from his body did good things to me. Things that made me want to do very bad things to him. I wasn’t a seventeen-year-old virgin anymore. I knew my way around a man, but I had to admit, the hipsters in Cali had nothing on a homegrown Louisiana man like Rhett.

When he spoke, he leaned in so close that I could feel his breath on my ear. “You missed that shot on purpose.”

My gaze jumped from the sexy five o’clock shadow shading his jaw to his piercing green eyes.

“Wha-what are you talking about?” I smacked myself mentally when my old stammer kicked in. Of course he would cause it.

“That shot. You missed on purpose. I saw you adjust at the last minute. Why?”

I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth and decided to take the safest exit from this situation. Lying.

“Cue slipped.”

His eyes narrowed on me. “You’re lying and you’re terrible at it, just like you’ve always been.” He reached up and pressed his thumb to my left eyebrow. “You get a twitch right here.”

Oh my God. Rhett Hennessy is touching me. And what’s more . . . he knows my tell. He noticed me!

The fifteen-year-old inside me did a terrible cartwheel at the realization. Okay, more of a round-off. With a tumble in the grass to finish. Whatever.

But outwardly, I was trapped in that green gaze until he decided to let me go—or until I came to my senses.

I cleared my throat and sidestepped him. “Whatever you say, hotshot. I need another drink.”

Focusing on putting one four-inch heel in front of the other without biting it, I escaped to the table and reached for the whiskey glass I’d left behind, interrupting my brother and the waitress. They both stared at me as I chugged the contents.

I’d always wondered what it would feel like to have Rhett’s attention, and now I knew. In a word, it was . . . unnerving.

“How’s the game going?” my brother asked.

“Fine.” Keeping my answer short meant he couldn’t tell that I was lying. Heath wasn’t nearly as observant as Rhett.

“You winning?”

Thanking the Lord that Heath obviously hadn’t been watching, I shrugged. “I guess.”

He glanced toward Rhett and then back to me. “The sister I know and love doesn’t lose at pool. Ever. Even to Rhett Hennessy.”

I lowered the glass to the table and straightened my shoulders. “Like they say, things change.”

He nodded slowly. “That may be true about most things, Flounder. But you’re a pool shark and we both know it.”

Before I could respond, Heath’s attention jumped back to the waitress. I took another ten seconds to gather myself, also known as drinking offensively in my mind, before I crossed the floor to face off against my former obsession.

“You all right, Red?” Rhett asked.

“Don’t call me that. And I’ve never been better.”

His gaze dipped to my feet and dragged up my body. “I can agree with that statement.”

Whoa. Who is this guy with the innuendo? A glance at his empty whiskey glass told me he was drinking heavily as well. Was this the booze talking? Or was Rhett Hennessy not just noticing me, but noticing me?

Either way, I had to play it cool. Or at least pretend to play it cool, since it seemed I might fall short.

“Your turn, hotshot. Better not miss, because I’ll clear the table next time,” I said, but my cocky attitude backfired.

Rhett didn’t miss. He sank his balls and then the eight, ending the game almost as quickly as it started. He returned his cue to the rack and turned to face me, all traces of the earlier heat banked, his expression shuttered.

“Game over.”

What the hell just happened?

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Beneath the Truth is the seventh and final book in the Beneath series and it’s the first one in this series that I’ve read. I was definitely missing out! While reading Ari and Rhett’s story, I got more and more curious about Rix and Valentina’s story, so I’ll probably go back to read, at least!, Beneath These Lies.

Ari is absolutely wonderful, she’s off the charts smart, beautiful, sexy, independent, fierce, brave, sassy, a badass CEO and I loved how she was a total nerd! Her awkwardness and impulsivity made her adorable. She made number one on my top of favorite heroines!

Rhett is an ex-cop who left New Orleans a year ago but an event makes him return home. I loved how sexy, passionate and strong Rhett was (and a dirty talker too!), even though he was going through some issues with his family, and was somehow a little lost, but what really made me love him was his sense of loyalty.

Honestly, I don’t want to give much away because I don’t want to risk any spoilers which could totally ruin the story so I have to keep this review a little vague. I loved Rhett and Ari, I loved them individually but I loved them even more as a couple. Their straightforwardness with each other once they finally gave in to their feelings is refreshing, but their story has bumps and it’s hard to tell who to trust… Rhett has to keep Ari safe, there’s a lot of danger surrounding both of them and their families and they have to analyse all the variables and discover the motives behind violent events… Will they be able to survive the drama and will they get the answers they’ve been chasing? Or will those answers ultimately destroy them?

Beneath the Truth is a mysterious, thrilling ride! I was rooting for Rhett and Ari, trying to figure out what the hell was happening, swooning with Rhett’s dirty talking and falling in love with New Orleans (and might I say: Rhett’s brothers and Lachlan!). Meghan March kept me on the edge of my seat and totally blew me away with this beautiful, gritty, sizzling story. Definitely a 2017 top favorite for me and I highly recommend it!


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Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had.

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