What is your favorite scene from the book?
What do you do when you are not writing?
When I’m not writing, I spend some downtime with my kids. Things get hectic around here when mommy is trying to finish a book, mainly because I’m piecing everything together and flying blind. Once I type THE END we all get a reprieve. I also catch up on all the fantastic books I’ve added to my TBR list while I was writing.
How much research do you do?
The Nomad Series covers a lot of sensitive subject matter so I find myself doing a lot of research. I pride myself on writing realistic interpretations on situations many people face and believe its important to get my facts straight. I’ve already began researching for Roamer, which is the next book in the series.
Which famous person, living or dead would you like to meet and why?
Jimmy Hoffa. I want to be the one to solve the case.
(Nomad Series #2)
by Janine Infante Bosco
Published March 7th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romantic Suspense
I’ve lived two lives.
One full of innocence and one full of sin.
I mourned the perfect life I was born into and made it my duty to chase the phantom who stole it from me.
Revenge, mayhem and loss are all I know.
I am the lone man—I am the wanderer.
The former nomad—now, Satan’s deadliest soldier.
The two worlds were never supposed to collide. Innocence and sin aren’t made to coexist yet somehow my past bleeds into the present and I find myself facing my biggest regret…I find myself face to face with her—the girl who got away.
The girl I let go.
The woman I’ll ruin if I stay.
Our young love was marred by violence.
Our guilt destroyed us, fate tempted us but, it was he who broke us.
They say time heals all, but all time did was dull the ache of his abandonment.
Now, dressed in leather, covered in ink the boy I mourned is now a man—a man tormented by his demons.
In another life we were everything to one another.
In this life we’re strangers.
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It’s times like this I wonder if God and Heaven truly exist. How does one continue to believe in Him when He gives you a million reasons to quit the life He bestowed upon you? He stuck Jagger and me in this vicious cycle of loss, tossing one heartbreak after another at us, each one worse than the other. While I held onto faith, Jagger gave up, and now I know why.
He leans over me, presses his lips to mine quickly before he cups my face and stares back at me with his heart on his sleeve and conviction in his eyes.
“But he died loving you,” he rasps.
I wrap my hands around his wrists desperate to hold onto him…to keep him.
“Don’t go. Stay with me…choose me,” I plead, glancing over his shoulder at the offensive duffel bag. I may not know what has happened in the last six years, but I know deep down inside there is a sliver of the innocent boy who loved me.
“Whatever it is you’re planning on doing with those guns, don’t do it. Don’t throw your life away. You said it yourself…she’s gone. We don’t have to spend the rest of our lives blaming ourselves. We can turn evil to good if you stay.”
His thumb brushes over my lips and he leans in, pressing his lips to my forehead.
“I wish it was that easy, but I’m in too deep. I’ve sinned too much to back out now. This is all I got left,” he says, pausing as he cocks his head to the side and stares at me thoughtfully.
“In another life, baby…in another life I would’ve given you my all. I would’ve chosen to be a better man and not one that carries his sins on his sleeve. I’d choose Heaven over Hell. I’d choose you over and over again.”
His hands drop away from me and he backs away.
“It’s your turn to walk away,” he rasps, bending down to retrieve my dress. Holding it tightly in his hands, he pauses for a moment, rubbing the fabric between his fingers before dropping it on the foot of the bed and turning around.
I stare at his back watching as he walks away and disappears into the bathroom. Foolishly I wait for him to return, but minutes later I hear the water and know our reunion is over. Feeling numb I reach for my dress and slip it over my head. I pull my panties up my legs, slip my feet into my shoes and grab my purse. I glance over at the bed, kiss our love goodbye, and vow to hang onto the memory of tonight for all my days.
I reach the bathroom door, lay my hand over it and fight back tears as I silently pray for his soul. Look at that—I guess there is still a shred of faith inside of me.
I slip out of the hotel room, lean against the door and finally give into the tears. Trying to understand how one person can lose the love of their life twice in a single lifetime. I say my final goodbyes to the tragedy that changed me, the family who suffered with me, and the man who will spend the rest of his cruel existence seeking vengeance.
Goodbye Alexandria, no one can hurt you ever again.
Goodbye Mr. and Mrs. Richardson, may you finally rest easy.
Goodbye Jagger, I’ll always carry a piece of you with me.
Selfishly, I wonder if I dodged another bullet. If God spared my life only so I could live in pain. I push off the door, force myself to walk away and learn it’s not that easy.
Maybe being the one left behind isn’t so bad after all.
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Janine Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing. When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
Janine writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like herself.
She is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph and Paul.
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