Silent Knight – Deep Six Security: Christmas by Becky McGraw


Silent Knight
Deep Six Security – Christmas
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A Deep Six Security Christmas Story

Thomas Griffin never thought he’d be a homeless vet at forty-six years old. But when he was no longer useful to the government he’d spent his life serving, they turned their back on him when he needed them most, costing him everything he ever loved. After that, he really didn’t care. Living his life on the fringe was safe and he didn’t have to worry about anything except his next meal. That safety remains until a beautiful socialite decides to come slumming for Thanksgiving on the wrong side of town and gets herself into trouble.

Over her fifty-five years of life, Lou Ellen Wells had received many blessings. To pay them forward and honor the men in her life who served her country, both living and dead, she cooked Thanksgiving Dinner at the Dallas Veteran’s Services Center every year. It was located in a bad part of town, but she’d never had a problem, until this year when she’s brutally attacked and can’t get to her gun. A bedraggled man with piercing blue eyes jumps to her rescue and saves her with moves out of an action movie. She gives him her card and offers him help, but he tells her doesn’t need saving and takes off like his tail is on fire.

A couple of weeks later, Lou is surprised when the man calls her asking for help of a different kind. A teenage girl he cares about has gone missing in gang territory. He’s afraid she’ll get killed if he doesn’t find her soon. Lou calls in the team to help him, but her price for that help is finding out why her Silent Knight, who is obviously skilled and educated, chooses to be homeless. But will satisfying her curiosity about Thomas Griffin put her in the crosshairs of a terrorist group even more dangerous than MS-13?

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It’s rare to find a book where the heroine is an older woman. Lou Ellen isn’t young, nor is she a wimp. She is typical of today’s womaen, strong, self-reliant with the confidence and take no prisoners attitude that keeps all the Deep Six Security guys in line.

She is also an avid supporter of veterans, and seeing them homeless breaks her heart a bit. Volunteering at the Dallas Veteran’s Services Center is a way to help just a little.

Griff on the other hand has his own issues and reasons why he is homeless instead of on the grid. He’s not young, but he’s not old either.

This is one of my favorite scenes after Griff saves Lou Ellen from a sticky situation when she leaves the Center.

“Let’s find a table,” she said, ignoring him to take his arm and lead him to an open table near the end of the bar.

He pulled his arm away to slide a chair out and waited for her to sit. God, how long had it been since a man pulled out a chair for her? Too long, she thought, draping her coat over the chair beside her, before casting him a smile as she sat down. Griff took the chair to her left at the round table and huffed out a breath.

Lou Ellen reached out to put her hand on his forearm. “Let’s pretend we’re doing this before whatever happened to you, okay? Just relax and enjoy your meal.”

He looked at her out of the corner of his eyes. “How do you know there was a time before? Maybe I’ve always been a homeless, worthless bum.”

“Because I’m a good judge of character, and I’m not judging you based on what I see now. I’m judging based on the man who jumped into a situation that wasn’t his business to protect me. That man is a hero and worthy of respect.”

Griff laughed. “Jesus, woman, you’re making me blush.”

“But you sure didn’t hesitate to judge me, did you?” she asked, tilting her head as she pulled her hand back.

“What’s to judge?” His eyes dulled and his brows drew together, forming a crevice between them. “I see a beautiful, obviously wealthy, woman who’s showing mercy on a worthless bum. I’m still working out the why of it. Maybe I’m just another of your Junior League social projects. You’re wasting your time if that’s the case. I don’t want to be saved.”

Anger surged up to choke her as she folded her arms over her chest. “I haven’t offered to save you. I offered you a meal. Stop being an asshole and dig deep to find your forgotten manners, or I’ll leave you here to eat it alone.”

That muscle by his right eye ticked again and she imagined from the sway of his beard, he was grinding his teeth but Lou Ellen didn’t break eye contact.

“I apologize for being rude,” he said, looking away. “Thank you for the meal.”

Joe came around the end of the bar and set a mug of cider with a cinnamon stick in it in front of her, before placing a glass of iced tea in front of Griff. “Burger will be up in ten minutes,” he grumbled as he walked away.

“So, tell me about it,” Lou Ellen encouraged, as she stirred the cider with the cinnamon stick. She had a feeling getting anything out of this man would take patience, so she would go slow. “What was your life like before this? From your actions in the alley, I know you’re former military. Let’s start there.”

“I can’t tell you,” Griff replied, bringing his glass to his mouth for a long sip. He set it down, then looked at her. “If that’s the price of this meal, I’ll be going now.”

“There is no price for this meal.” It was her turn to frown at him. “Did you forget your social skills as well as your manners? This is called conversation.

“I guess I have forgotten. Five years is a long time,” he replied soberly.

“At least tell me where you’re from, what you did in the military and for which branch,” she said with a sigh.

“Georgia, Army and classified,” he replied shortly.

“So you were spec ops,” she surmised.

Cade Winters, soon to be Dr. Cade Winters, who formerly worked with Deep Six, had the highest classification there was in the Army, then he served in Delta Force before he joined the CIA. She highly suspected this man had a similar background. All of the men she worked with were former special operators.

His head whipped on his shoulders and his eyes narrowed as he looked at her. “How in the hell would you know that? Why would you think it?”

“The way you move, your attitude. I work with a team of former special operators,” she replied and his eyes widened.

“Yeah, I think you’re definitely off the meds, Queenie,” he said with a laugh. “Or maybe you need to have your doctor up them.”

“I’m not crazy— I’m the office manager for Deep Six Security. We can help you with whatever problem you have, if you let us, then maybe you could come to work for us. We need operators for our new east coast office.”

Joe arrived with the hamburger right then and set the plate down by Griff’s arm. He looked up at him. “I need a go box now. I have to go,” he growled. With a nod, the barkeep left and Lou Ellen put her hand on his forearm again, but he pushed it off.

“What in the hell is wrong with you? I offer to help you get off the streets and you want to run away? Maybe you are the one who needs meds,” she snapped.

“I told you I don’t want to be saved— I can’t be saved. Just mind your own business, lady, so I can stay alive.” He picked up his tea and downed it then glared at her. “Now, I’m going to walk you to your car and you are going to forget you ever met me. Got that?”

Forget she ever met him? That was as unlikely as her forgetting it would be Christmas in a month and that this man would likely be celebrating it in a tent under a bridge, because he was too damned stubborn to let someone give him a helping hand. The scared look on his face said there was a reason for that, and she was going to find out what it was. With or without his help.
Becky McGraw. Silent Knight: Deep Six Security Christmas (Kindle Locations 316-361). Becky McGraw.

In a gripping tale of breaking down walls, kidnapping, coersion and more, Griff and Lou Ellen find love and a bond with two children that will keep you turning the pages until the end.

You will need some tissues, there was more than one tear that fell. Also keep something cold to drink on hand, these two sizzle.

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw writes happily-ever-afters with heat, heart and humor. A Jill of many trades, Becky knows just enough about a variety of subjects to make her contemporary cowboy and romantic suspense novels diverse and entertaining. She resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-plus years, is the mother of three and grandmother of one. Becky is a member of the RWA, Sisters in Crime and Novelists, Inc.

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Securing Arizona – A Special Forces Operation Alpha Novella by Heather Long


Securing Arizona
A Special Forces Operation Alpha Novella
By
Heather Long

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James “Mickey” MacBride retired from the teams with a solid record of mission accomplished. Now at odds and ends, he accepts the request of his retired Petty Officer grandfather. They want to gather the children of the USS Arizona, the descendants of the 355 survivors for a special event. No problem, how hard can finding one woman named Arizona Kensington be?

Ari King has been on the run for over a year. No matter where she goes, her stalker finds her. She’s changed her name, her hair color, and even gave the job she loved. When Mickey walks into the restaurant and asks for her by the name she surrendered, she takes his order then leaves via the back door, running for her life. Only she can’t shake him.

Securing Arizona was supposed to be a favor, but Mickey soon discovers it’s the mission of his life and the man after her will have to go through this SEAL to get her.

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Mickey is on a mission, one set for him by his retired Petty Officer grandfather. A special gathering of survivors and their descendants of the USS Arizona is approaching and there is one person he who hasn’t RSVP’d Arizona Kensington. Not one to question his grandfather, he sets out to find Arizona and get her to the gathering.

Arizona found something she shouldn’t have and before she could decide what to do with it things started happening. Suspicious things that sent her on the run, before more people could be hurt because of her.

This is a favorite scene after she makes the decision to put the end to running.

“I told you it was dangerous…and it was in the papers. But my name wasn’t because I ran. It was chaos that day, and everything in the city was pointed at the event, dealing with the injured.” She swallowed. “The dead.” People who were dead because of her. “I couldn’t take any more risks, I still had the report and I hadn’t made it passed wrestling with my ethics, then it didn’t matter because I wouldn’t stay there to let anyone else pay for my choices.”

“Babe…” The softness returned to his voice.

“I lived. I’m still alive, and I’m going to stick to those bastards.” It was the right thing to say, because the guys raised their coffee cups to her.

“All right Crash,” Flint said. “Let’s all talk about how we’re going to do this. We need every detail—leave nothing out. Not even the facts that might make Mickey boy here cry.”

Biting the inside of her lip was the only thing that kept her from smiling. For his part, Mickey squeezed her hand, and said, “Crash. I like it.”

“I’m not going to ask why you all have nicknames or why I’m getting one.” Don’t ask, don’t invite them to break some confidential status.

“You don’t have to ask, we all served on the teams. Flint and Cannon were ahead of me, and I was on their team during quals. They rotated out a couple of years ago.” Mickey nodded to her. “We’re adopting you. I’d say you’ve got the mental fortitude to get the job done—Crash.”

The smile she’d refused earlier returned in full force. “Is there a story behind how you got your name?”

Mickey shrugged. “I made the mistake of letting them know I considered my job the happiest place on Earth…in my defense it was Hell Week, and I hadn’t slept in four days, but I stand by it.”

She giggled, and it hit her all at once. Happiness, that elusive sensation, it was hers again, even with the task ahead of them.

“Playtime’s over. We’ve got a limited window and a scaled job. If these guys are setting up mass shootings, I want to take them down. Jacko’s already on his part.” Flint’s commanding attitude coupled with the way both Mickey and Cannon deferred to him gave her a deeper look at their command structure. They might have “retired,” but they were still SEALs.
Heather Long. Securing-Arizona (Kindle Locations 756-773). Kindle Edition.

In true Heather Long style this tale takes you on a fast paced adventure, filled with action, fun, and lust and there are tearful moments as well. I couldn’t put it down.

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From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.

When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.

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Blog Tour And My Review! Inked Memories – Montgomery Ink Book 8 By Carrie Ann Ryan


The Montgomery Ink Series
by NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan
Continues when the final Denver Montgomery sibling refuses to fall for his brother’s former flame—the company’s new plumber.

Inked Memories
Montgomery Ink #8
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The Montgomery Ink series by NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan continues when the final Denver Montgomery sibling refuses to fall for his brother’s former flame—the company’s new plumber.

Wes Montgomery watched his entire family fall in love, and now finds himself ready to settle down. Except the one person he seems to find chemistry with is not only his twin’s ex, she also works for Montgomery Inc. But when the two find themselves in one compromising situation after another, Wes realizes he’s having second thoughts about the dynamic woman who’s burst her way into his life. Sure she sets off his temper, but she also makes him hot in every other way possible.

Jillian Reid never loved her best friend like everyone thought she should, so she pushed him away so he could have his future. Now, despite fighting it, she finds herself attracted to the one man she shouldn’t. When her father’s health takes a turn for the worse, and a danger no one saw coming show its face, she’s forced to turn to Wes for help. The two of them have fought off their attraction long enough, and each cave to the desire. But this enemies-to-lovers tale might have an ending no one ever dreamed of.

 

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Jillian tore off her shirt right beside her truck. Thankfully, she’d thought to put on her normal tank underneath like usual, even though she hadn’t planned to work that day. She needed a shower, but the fact that she’d washed her face and hands to the point of reddening her skin and was now pulling on a new shirt would at least take care of most of the damage.

Almost all of the crew was gone for the day since it had taken her much longer to do her job than probably anyone had planned. But, hell, it had been a much larger piece of crap bathroom than even Storm figured. Now, she was ready to go home, drink a beer— after her shower—and watch a Harry Potter marathon.

And didn’t that just sound like the most interesting life ever.

She sighed and honestly didn’t care all too much what others thought of that. She’d had a long day she hadn’t planned for, and she just wanted to relax her way.

After tossing her dirty shirt into the garbage bag in her truck since she knew there was no saving that particular piece of clothing, she turned and let out a silent screech. Her foot slammed into the curb, and her ankle twisted slightly. Hands out and braced for an ugly fall, everything seemed to go in slow motion as she tried not to hurt herself any worse than necessary.

Strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her up so her back pressed firmly into a very hard chest. Her heart raced since she still felt like she was falling even though she wasn’t, and she let out a slow breath.

“You okay?”

Of course. Of course, it was him. It couldn’t be anyone else who witnessed her clumsiness and near accident. It had to be Wes fucking Montgomery.

Where was a crevice in the earth to swallow her up and take her away from this situation when she needed one?

“Jillian?”

“I’m fine,” she grumbled. “You can take your hands off me now.”

But he didn’t.

Instead, he turned her in his hold and looked her right in the eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

She swallowed hard. Why hadn’t she noticed the brightness of his eyes before? Or the way his pupils dilated when he focused on something…namely her at the moment?

“I’m fine,” she repeated. And she was. Her ankle throbbed slightly, but it wasn’t even a sprain since she’d had enough of those to tell. She’d just tweaked it a bit in her clod-hopping way of walking.

He didn’t let go.

“Seriously, Wes. You need to stop trying to baby me, or whatever the hell you think you’re doing all the time. I’m not an idiot. I can handle myself. Why do you—?”

She didn’t even know what she was going to ask at that moment because her mind went blank at the first touch of Wes’s lips to hers. Her eyes closed of their own volition, and she leaned into him. That seemed to push him harder, and he deepened the kiss, his lips soft yet firm against hers as his tongue traced the seam of her mouth. She opened for him, tangling her tongue with his as she moaned.

The sound seemed to break them both out of whatever the hell they were doing, and they pulled apart as if struck, both left panting, their chests moving quickly up and down.

“No. Not going to happen.” She held out her hands, trying to catch her breath. “Nope. No way.”

Wes looked at her as if he hadn’t seen her before, his eyes a little wide. “It was…it was an accident.”

She didn’t even flinch at that, too numb from everything else hitting her all at once. “Fine.”

She turned on her heel, grateful she hadn’t actually hurt her ankle, and jumped into her truck before turning her engine and pulling away.

“Nope,” she muttered to herself again. “Not going to happen. I’m not going to do another Montgomery and fuck myself over. And I’m sure as hell not going to do a boss Montgomery. Nope. Nope. No. No. No.”

And if she kept repeating that to herself, she just might get the damn taste of Wes Montgomery out of her mouth.

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It’s quite amusing to watch these two spar and dance around each other.

Jillian is a strong woman who has fought her way up in a male driven profession. Now working as the Montgomery’s lead plumber, she finds herself in constant battle mode with Wes. With respect of course, she loves this job.

Wes has no idea when his feelings toward his brother’s ex changed but suddenly he’s fantasizing about her and when he kisses her on impulse all bets are off.

I think my favorite quote in this book is “Fighting’s foreplay for some” which is so very appropriate in this relationship.

Of course nothing can go totally smooth and a mystery surfaces as the Montgomery’s start a large warehouse conversion. Lots of things start going wrong, Wes is attacked outside the site and oh so many other things.

I laughed, cried and fanned myself more than once from the heat of these two. You won’t be able to put this one down.

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Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she’s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.

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Oh My! Unexpected Love – Black Swan Series Book 3 by KaLyn Cooper


Military active duty women
secretly trained in Special Operations
assigned to governmental agencies and
the men who dare to
capture the heart of a Woman Warrior.
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Unexpected Love
Black Swan Series Book 3
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He never believed in love, but he never expected to find her.

With his family embedded in southern politics and society for five generations, Griffin proudly earned his Playboy title and attitude toward women. But in the past year the former seal has gotten an education from the ladies of black Swan, warrior women trained in special operations.

After losing the love of her life in a combat plane crash, Grace realizes she may have to settle for a good man to give her the life she’d always dreamed. Too bad she was attracted to a bad boy. When Grace’s picture is on a terrorist hit list, Griffin vows to protect her with his life. But can he protect his heart at the same time?

Unexpected Love is the third full-length novel in KaLyn Cooper’s Black Swan series. This military romantic suspense continues the stories of the active duty women secretly trained in special operations.

If you enjoy reading Susan Stoker, Elle James, and Cristin Harber, you’ll love the latest addition to this series featuring strong women and the men who dare to love them.

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This book starts off in the action. The men of Guardian Security and the Black Swan Ladies had teamed up for a mission to save children. During the mission we get an idea of where this is heading for Griffin and Grace.

This is a favorite scene as they get ready to head home.

The intensity of Griffin’s kiss finally penetrated Grace’s surprise. She hadn’t been kissed like that since…ever. It was a little bit dangerous kissing a man in front of her team. In front of his team. She was a Navy officer and this was most definitely a public display of affection. Unquestionably, against regulations.

There was something about breaking the rules that excited Grace, just a little. She was a good girl. She followed all the rules to the letter.

But this was Griffin…finally kissing her. And, man oh man, was it a kiss.

He ran his wide hand up her spine, each nerve igniting and sending newly awakened energy throughout her entire body.

She wanted more.

Completely forgetting where she was, she dropped the bags she’d been carrying and smoothed her hands up his solid chest and over expansive shoulders. Threading her fingers into hair far too long to be a military cut, she pulled his head down, at the same time going on her tiptoes. When she opened for him, he thrust his tongue into her mouth and she wrapped hers around it in a dance that was new to her.

Kevin hadn’t liked French kissing. Sometimes he’d pressed his lips to hers so hard they nearly bruised, but all their life together, kisses had been puckered lips only. Even the men she’d dated since her husband’s death, including Griffin, she had only kissed closed mouth.

He pulled her body even closer to his, one hand dropping and cupping her bottom. Then he rocked his hips into her belly, matching each thrust of his tongue.

Oh, this was so bad…yet oh so good. They really shouldn’t be doing this, least of all in front of their teams. But she had waited so long…all her life, to be kissed like this. His warm hand, that nearly covered her entire butt, squeezed.

The moan she heard was hers. That realization shocked her back to her surroundings.

She jerked her eyes open and pulled back from him, frantically looking around.

The men trailed Katlin and Alex, walking away. Ignoring them. Tori, Nita, and Lei Lu stood ten feet away holding up fingers judging the drama in front of them.

Grace wanted to bury her face into Griffin’s chest. Instead she suggested, “We really shouldn’t be doing this in front of everybody.”

Griffin just smiled. “Why the fuck not?”

When he bent to kiss her again, she moved her head away. “Public displays of affection are considered unbecoming of an officer, punishable by the Uniform Code of Military Justice.”

“I don’t give a damn. I’m no longer in the military so—”

“But I am.” Grace jumped back. She looked over to where Alex had his hand on the small of Katlin’s back, guiding her toward the rear of the plane. That small gesture might’ve been misconstrued as PDA but most would consider it gentlemanly. On the other hand, open mouthed kisses and rocking hips were far from approved social behaviors.

With one finger, Griffin turned her chin to face him. “Do you really think they care?” He leaned down and gently brushed his lips over hers. “Grace, we’re all adults. I’ve just put every man here on notice that your mine.”

“They’re not the only ones who now know how you feel.” Completely focused on him, she brought the palm of her hand to his cheek and raised herself up to meet his lips.

“Get a room.” Nita’s nearby voice cracked the spell. A wicked smile crossed her friend’s face. In a sultry voice, she suggested, “Or share.”

When Nita’s eyes raked over Griffin, Grace suddenly became very jealous. Protective even. She didn’t like the way her friend looked at him.

“He’s big enough to handle both of us.” Nita’s little pink tongue licked her top lip. She had once told their team about having a threesome. To Grace, the idea of sharing herself with two men, at the same time, had been beyond conceivability. The mere thought of sharing Griffin with another woman was infuriating, especially since she had never had sex with the man who now stood so close she could feel waves of his body heat.

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve doubled down.” Griffin’s grin moved into a grimace when her eyes met his. Obviously her face was covered in shock. He pulled Grace back into a one armed hug. “But this little lady is more than enough woman for me.” He then bent down and placed a firm, reassuring kiss on her lips.

The tingle that passed through her made her forget his previous words so she deepened the kiss.

“Good save,” Nita said in a low voice as she walked by.

“Lady Eagle.” Tori’s voice echoed from inside the hangar. “Tick. Tock. You going to help me pre-check this plane or do I have to do it all by myself?”
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Grace and Griffin definitely heat up on that first real date. Later Griffin gets to know what it feels like to be the one left at home as the ladies head out on yet another mission.

With all their successes and anonymity because they are women you just know that can’t last. So now along with the men they have a price on their heads.

In the midst of all this Grace and Griffin are going strong at least until her father has a heart attack.

I really felt sorry for Griffin and don’t blame him for feeling unworthy. But seriously who is more worthy of love than him and Grace. What the heck is a good man anyway? Certainly not her parents’ definition.

Plenty of action, and everything from sensuous to sizzling.

Needless to say I loved this book, and I can’t wait for more of Grace and Griffin as well as the rest of these ladies and their men.

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Former military SpecOps,
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KaLyn Cooper’s romances blend fact and fiction with blazing heat and heart-pounding suspense.Twenty-two years as a military wife has shown KaLyn the world, and thirty years in PR taught her that fact can be stranger than fiction. She leaves it up to the reader to separate truth from imagination.She, her husband, and Little Bear (Alaskan Malamute) live in Tennessee on a micro-plantation filled with gardens, cattle, and quail. When she’s not writing, she’s at the shooting range or on the river.

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In the Spirit of Halloween – Magic and Mayhem: Every Witch Way But Floosey’s By Heather Long


Every Which Way But Floosey’s
A Magic and Mayhem Kindle World Novella
Madison The Witch Hunter Book 1
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Meet Madison–badass lady who is always bringing in the realm hoppers. Her targets have horrible habits and steal things.

Meet Grady–he’s a hard case who brings in targets of his own. He’s got his own team and a penchant for flings. When the fairy tale collides with a legend…will they still be standing after the dust clears?

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Madison and her Spell-brador Karma are hunters. The magical dog showed up right after she was born, not what a mother actually wants for her daughter to be. Destined to hunt down witches and return them to serve what ever their sentence might be.

Grady has his own team, and Karma likes him. He has sorceress and shifter blood making him much larger and sexier than other witch-born.

Now Madison’s handler has broken her rules and sent Grady after the same bounty she’s after. Floosey is set to testify against some powerful witches and she’s jumped and the pay-off to return her is huge!

This isn’t the first time these two have crossed paths and the sparring starts almost immediately. Not only with words but also spells and snowball fights.

This is a favorite scene which brought memories of my mother and grandmother and a laugh out loud moment.

Surprise filtered into Grady’s expression. “The target’s a showgirl, not some black magic Mafioso.”

“Maybe. She managed to dodge the handlers at the casino, escaped a charmed resort, and realm jumped. Sound like your typical showgirl to you?” Why was I talking this out with him?

“Not the ones I’ve fantasized about, but usually that just involved jeweled bodies and lots of feathers.” Even as he spoke, he licked his lips.

“Does being a pig come to you naturally or do you have to practice?”

“Practice,” Grady said with an easy smile, then drew a cross over his heart and circled it. “If Grandma was here, she’d summon a bar of soap, and I’d eat it like candy ‘cause she was staring at me.”

I was starting to like this woman. “Then pretend I’m your grandmother and get to it.”

“No chance. Fantasizing about my grandmother is sick. I get kink, but that’s a little twisted, even for me.” His grin broadened, and I groaned. I’d walked right into it. “C’mon, Madison,” he drew out my name, sans the ridiculous nicknames. “Let’s go see what’s got the wisp all a twitter.”
Long, Heather. Magic and Mayhem: Every Witch Way But Floosey’s (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Madison the Witch Hunter Book 1) (Kindle Locations 279-289). Kindle Worlds. Kindle Edition.

What had the wisps all a twitter ends up trapping the two of them and even more fun ensues. Especially when the faithful Karma disappears.

There are lots of references to things of my childhood all in the snarky playful way Madison has with Grady.

Be prepared to laugh out loud, giggle and just enjoy this story.

I can’t wait to see what happens in the next of this Magic and Mayhem series by Heather.

5 Contented Purrs for Heather!

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USA Today bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas in the summertime.

From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.

When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.

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My Review of Delta Redemption – Seal Team Phantom Book 6 by Elle Boon


Delta Redemption
Seal Team Phantom Book 6
By
Elle Boon

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Jase had his life mapped out in front of him. He was the leader of SEAL Team Phantom and planned to continue moving up in the ranks, until he met his mentor’s daughter. Falling for Brooke Frazee wasn’t on his agenda, but from the moment he saw the Admiral’s daughter, all bets were off.

Brooke’s life wasn’t always easy, but she dreamed of someday finding her happily ever after. She never planned on falling for a military man like her father, until she unexpectedly meets Jase Tyler at her door. The thought of being with him both terrified and excited her.

Jase knew Brooke was the woman for him. After declaring their love for each other they were forced to part ways, for reasons Brooke will never understand. Jase is left with his heart in shreds as he’s shipped off on a mission, unsure of his return. Will war make him forget everything he’s leaving behind or will his mission leave him branded as a traitor?

Brooke was shattered when Jase left, but she was forced to move on with her life even though her dreams had changed. She’s not prepared when the man from her past walks back through the door, or for the secrets they uncover while on the run from danger.

Jase, no longer a member of Phantom Team, but not knowing who else he can trust to protect what he holds dear, calls on his former SEAL Team. As they reunite as a unit and work together, they find out that nothing is what it seems. If Jase and Brooke live through the coming days, will their love be able to endure when the dust settles?

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Looking for a book to keep you awake until you finish? This one will do just that.

It’s one thing for a father to warn you away from his daughter, but when that father is also an Admiral and threatens your career, you back away. No matter how painful you do what you believe is best. Unjustly charged with treason, believed dead, but actually working with the CIA to find the actual mole, Jace finds a trail that leads to Brooke’s father Admiral Frazee.

Brooke was incredibly hurt when Jace walked away from her, but she is strong and she will go on without him. Of course she doesn’t know her father had set all this in motion. Now her father is dead and she and her son Jack are in danger. When Jace shows up she isn’t sure what to believe but knows she has to trust him.

This is a favorite scene as they leave for the safe house Jace has ready.

Jase shut Brooke’s door before he reached around and buckled her in, chastising himself on the short jog around to his side. He could see the nondescript van at the stop sign a block away. With a quick twist of his wrist, he had the engine on and was buckling up as he put the vehicle in gear. “I’m assuming he doesn’t require anything special to eat or drink, right?” A primal urge to punch the bastard who’d knocked Brooke up had him spitting the words out.

“His name is Jack, and no, he doesn’t require anything special that you or I don’t eat or drink as long as it’s healthy. I don’t feed him junk or sugary things. I like to make sure he has a well-balanced diet and tries everything on his plate. He has a fondness for the strangest things, so I let him indulge every once in a while.” She crossed her arms over her chest and looked out the window.

Her defensive posture and mama bear attitude made him wish for things he couldn’t have. “What do you mean, strange?”

She shrugged, but didn’t answer right away. Jase was beginning to think she wasn’t going to until he heard her sigh. “He likes peanut butter sandwiches with banana slices on them. It’s the strangest thing, ‘cause one day I’d made him a sandwich and I had a banana. The little monkey held his hand out and said nana. I gave it to him, thinking he wanted my banana. He opened his sandwich and squished them together. He made a huge mess, but watching him eat it was like watching someone win the lottery. You’d have thought he’d died and gone to heaven. I have it on video.”

Jase stilled at her words. His favorite snack was a peanut butter sandwich with banana slices. Of course, lots of people liked it he was sure. “Kids got great tastes,” he said.

“I’ll admit I tried it, and it’s not bad. So, where are we going? Obviously anywhere I know of won’t be safe.” Her hazel eyes met his. He could see uncertainty written on her face.

“I’ve a safe house about an hour from here. We’ll go there tonight, and I’ll explain what I can. There are things I need to ask you, and I’m sure you have questions. Some things I can answer, others I can’t.” He put his hand on her leg, halting the nervous bounce that had started.

Brooke bit her lip. “There’s definitely some things we need to discuss. I can’t promise not to get upset, though.”

“Fair enough.” Jase kept looking in the rearview mirror as he got on the highway. When he was confident they didn’t have a tail, he took the next exit and hopped back onto the highway, heading the opposite direction.

“Um, you realize you just did a circle?” She twisted in her seat to check on Jack and looked out the windows.

“I wanted to make sure we weren’t being followed before I went toward our destination.” He glanced back at Jack, watching the boy as his eyelids started drooping. “He’ll be out in no time.”

“Yeah, when he was a baby he always fell asleep in the car, which sometimes was a blessing and a curse. If he slept while I drove, he was rearing to go when I was ready to drop after a trip.” Affection laced her words.

“Where’s his father?” Jase’s fingers gripped the steering wheel, hating the unknown man.

“Are you kidding me?” Brooke asked, her words came out in a low hiss.

His jaw ached from grinding it together. “Why would I joke about something like that?” The woman was confusing the hell out of him.

Brooke turned in her seat, lifting her leg up so it was bent and crossed the other over her foot. Her arms folded in front of her as she glared daggers at him. “Jase Tyler, I can’t believe you can sit beside me and question who his father is. I mean look at your mini me back there. Anyone would think it was obvious you were his biological dad,” she whispered.

Everything seemed to freeze in that moment. The dark eyes that reminded him of the ones that stared back at him every time he looked in the mirror. The too serious face of a little boy who he’d seen in pictures, only they’d been his pictures, not the little boy in the backseat. Hell, she was right. Looking at Jack was like looking at a miniature version of himself. Only, they’d used protection. “How?” he choked out.

She looked back checking on Jack, making sure he was sleeping before she continued. “I don’t know. I…was on the pill, but I guess the low dose didn’t work with your super SEAL sperm or something. I’d never missed a pill, not once. I told the doctor that, too. She said it happens. That’s why it’s not a hundred percent effective. I wasn’t on the pill for birth control, but for my,” she looked away before continuing, “anyway, I wasn’t on it for that specific purpose, therefore I was on a lower dose. Clearly, it was too low for…that.”
Boon, Elle. Delta Redemption, SEAL Team Phantom (Kindle Locations 892-937). Elle Boon. Kindle Edition.

Twists, turns, reuniting with his former team and rebuilding a relationship that now includes Jace’s son makes this a book you won’t be able to put down. There is plenty of action and the heat between these two sizzles even before they hit the sheets.

5 Contented Purrs for Elle!

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Elle Boon lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband, two kids, and a black lab who is more like a small pony. She’s known for her penchant of dropping F-bombs like a boss, needing coffee before she’s human, and blessing so many hearts, she is going for sainthood.

She’d never planned to be a writer, but when life threw her a curve, she swerved with it, being that she’s athletically challenged and all. She loves where this new journey has taken her. She writes what she loves to read, all things romance, whether it’s erotic, contemporary, or paranormal, as long as there is a happily ever after.

Her biggest hope is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her characters as much as she did. She loves creating new worlds, and has more just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever afters, and can guarantee you will always get one with her stories.

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My Review of Laurie Olerich’s Vanek: Demons After Dark Book 1


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This Band of Brothers Will Steal Your Heart!

Introducing the Demons after Dark series! It’s hot paranormal romance featuring unlikely alpha heroes who will make you laugh, cry, and swoon. Known only as Trinity demons, this band of brothers was stripped of their powers and violently exiled from Hell. Forced to live as humans, they’re left with no memories and no weapons while a secret society quietly plots Lucifer’s demise. For these big, bad demons, adjusting to life as a human is, well, harder than Hell!

Vanek
Demons After Dark Book 1
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Laurie Olerich

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Thanks to her family’s curse, psychic Dylan McDonagh has been promised to a sadistic soul broker demon and she’s desperate to escape a terrifying future. After an impulsive act leads her to Morningstar Sanitarium, she’s inexplicably drawn to the sad and mysterious Vanek, but their tentative connection is broken when they escape and go their separate ways. Forced into hiding, Dylan turns to Expat Security for protection. Stunned to find the disturbingly sexy Vanek working there, she almost walks away. Another demon is the last thing she needs in her life.

Formerly one of Hell’s most renowned Painkillers, Vanek is horrified with being human until he discovers he’s been thrown into the body of a badass mercenary with a definite kinky streak and a box of sex toys. Wondering how he got so lucky, he jumps into his new role as second in command of Trinity’s new ops center–Expat Security. When Dylan comes to them for help, he knows he’s got to handle her case personally. As his attraction to her grows, so does the conspiracy that landed him in Brooklyn

Warning: This story contains snort out loud humor, intensely hot sex, a blistering antihero, and a damsel with a steel backbone. The author takes no responsibility for missed work or grouchiness from lack of sleep.

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Dylan McDonagh signs herself into Morningstar Sanatorium after she survives a car accident trying to escape her brother and demonic fiancé Aiden. Bound by a promise made by her father who died after selling his soul for wealth and power, she has been forced to use her psychic gift to gain access to ancient artifacts for Aiden.

Vanek is one of the demons ejected from Hell on a trumped up charge of treason against Lucifer. He finds himself at that same sanatorium committed after finding himself in the human world with no memory and a shitload of anger.

Dylan is drawn to him, she hears his tormented nightmares and using her gift to see through the walls, she sees a demon in his room at night.

They both know they need to get out of there but for different reasons. Vanek needs to know who he is and Dylan needs to hideaway somewhere where she can’t be found.

The opportunity arises when Nash one of the other exiles locates Vanek. He has no intention of taking a human with them and I have to say I don’t like him very much. Vanek on the other hand has been winning my heart over.

This is a favorite scene and one where I find I really, really don’t like Nash.

Nash was through the door before Vanek could come up with an argument to off the sadistic monster right now. The second they cleared the door, Nash muttered something and the lights went out, plunging the corridor into pitch blackness. Whispering, he ordered, “Stay close. We’re heading straight to the main exit. We’ve got about two minutes before the lights kick back on. Let’s go!”

He shadowed Nash as he jogged down the hallway and made the next right turn. Using the wall as a guide, he stumbled along until his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Because his heart was hammering in his ears, he had to strain to listen for nurses or security guards. They had about sixty more seconds before the lights came back on and they’d be busted. Up ahead, the glowing exit sign identified the stairwell they needed. Just as he slowed down to hit the door, someone crashed into him from behind. They went flying through the door into the railing before tumbling down the five steps to the next landing.

Dylan landed on his chest with one elbow in his throat and the other in his stomach. Spots flashed behind his eyes when his head connected with the floor.

“Are you seriously leaving me here?” Her chest heaved against his as she panted for air. Lack of oxygen didn’t stop her mouth, though, and anger sent her voice up an entire octave. “We had a deal!”

Rearranging his shoulders so her elbow was out of his windpipe, he gasped hoarsely, “What the hell is the matter with you? Are you nuts?”

Nash reappeared to yank her up by one arm and shove her into the nearest wall. “Get back to your room, little girl. We don’t have time for you.”

Instead of listening to the big scary dude, she set her jaw and threatened, “If you don’t take me with you, I’ll scream bloody murder. Everyone will come running and you’ll never get out.”

He and Nash exchanged a glance before Nash said exactly what Vanek was thinking. “Or, I could just break your neck and throw you down the stairs.”

She gasped but didn’t budge from her position. He could almost hear the wheels turning in her head as she assessed the two of them. That stubborn chin lifted another inch. She wasn’t giving up. She had courage. He’d have to give her that.

“Vanek’s life is my only concern. You’ll just slow us down.” Nash wasn’t impressed with her stubbornness or courage.

She tried again. “Just get me off the property. That’s all I’m asking for. I don’t need you to babysit me. I just need to get over the fence.” Her plea hung in the air for a split second before she whispered, “Please, Vanek.”

He looked at Nash. It was his call. He was running the show.

Nash shook his head in disgust and snapped coldly, “We don’t have time for this. We’re leaving. You can follow if you can keep up.” With that, he swung his body over the railing and leapt down to the landing below.

Launching himself over the same railing, he followed Nash’s route until he landed in a crouch inside the main lobby. The glowing letters of the exit sign promised escape just as the fluorescent hallway lights hummed back to life. The sudden illumination was blinding. Losing his balance, he staggered, nearly falling to his knees, but somehow managed to throw himself through the open door and into the freezing night air. From the corner of his eye, he saw Dylan several yards behind as she came running down the stairs.

A black SUV idled in the patient drop-off zone. Gunning the engine, the driver shouted, “Move your asses!”

Freedom was only twenty yards away.

As they sprinted across the sidewalk, Dylan cried out behind him. He kept running.

“Vanek!” Dylan’s anguished scream stopped him just as he reached the SUV.

Nash was already inside and turned to yell, “Get in!”

“Wait!”

He regretted turning around the second he did it. All hell was breaking loose. The hospital was lit up like a hockey rink. People were yelling; their voices growing louder the closer they came. A couple of security guards raced into the lobby. They’d be through the door in a few more seconds. Dylan limped towards them, trying to run, but not able to put much weight on her left foot. She peered over her shoulder at the guards closing in and then measured the distance to the SUV. The desperate hope shining in her eyes turned bleak and she slowly stumbled to a halt. The defeat on her face twisted his gut. Damn it. He owed her. He couldn’t leave her like this.

Nash pounded on the door, yelling, “Get in the fucking truck!”

Torn between Nash and Dylan, he was moving before he could change his mind. Racing to her side, he scooped her into his arms and sprinted towards the SUV as it screeched backwards to meet them. After tossing her inside, he dove across the seat just as the front doors of the hospital flew open. Tires squealed as the driver floored the gas pedal. In another fifteen seconds they were through the gates and flying down the access road.

Dylan let out a whoop of hysterical laughter as the countryside blurred by. “We made it! Oh my god—I thought you were going to ditch me!” As abruptly as it started, her laughter trailed off, her smile fading as she shrugged apologetically, “I guess you’re not the asshole I thought you were.”

“To be honest, I thought about it. You’re lucky you don’t weigh more.”

“Nice.” Groaning impatiently, she reached down to massage her ankle. “I take that back. You’re more of an ass than I thought, but I’m glad you didn’t leave me.”

“Here, let me take a look at that.” He pulled her leg across his lap to examine her foot. “Can you move your ankle?” He rotated it in a small circle until she reached out and grabbed his hand to stop him.

“Ow, hey, let’s not move it, okay? It’s throbbing, but it doesn’t feel broken. It’s probably just a sprain. I slipped on one of the damn steps trying to keep up with you.” Her warm fingers lingered as she leaned into his side to whisper in his ear, “Thank you.”

Before he could respond, the driver whipped the SUV into a gas station parking lot and slammed the brakes. Nash turned around and ordered, “Out.”

She sputtered, bristling with indignation until she found her voice. “Are you crazy? I can barely walk! You can’t leave me in the middle of nowhere! What am I supposed to do? They’ll find me!”

He spoke up. “Yeah, man, we don’t need to take her with us, but we can’t just dump her here. Can’t we drop her in town?”

Nash shot him a hard look that said shut the hell up. “We need to cut her loose. Now.

“But—”

“Not your call, V.” Nash tossed Dylan a cellphone and said, “It’s a burner. Use it to phone a friend. Now, get out. We have shit to do.”

Moving stiffly, she tugged her shoe back on. Her eyes glittered with tears (or maybe just fury), but she sounded strong, proud. “Fine. Thanks for the ride.” She opened the door, but hesitated with one foot in and one foot out. Turning back to Vanek, she said, “Good luck with your devil, asshole.”

Dylan was furious. More than furious. She was so mad she wanted to shoot lasers out of her eyes. How could he just dump her in the middle of nowhere like this? Weren’t they friends? He didn’t owe her anything, but only a total dick would leave her stranded. She had no money. She had no identification—no credit cards—nothing. Oh, snap, that’s right—she had a cellphone. Yay. Friggin’ jerk! She hoped his devil burned him alive.

As the taillights vanished around the bend, she sighed. “Well, hell.”
Olerich, Laurie. Vanek (Demons After Dark Book One) (p. 51). Kindle Edition.

There’s a lot of build up in this book and as much as I found myself laughing out loud, I also found myself gasping in horror and tears falling from my eyes.

Vanek and Dylan together spark excitement and the air just sizzles. I do wonder about the rest of that crew though.

A hold your breath page turner with plenty of action and heat.

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Laurie Olerich is the author of the Primani and Demons After Dark series. Part romance, part paranormal, part adventure…Three things she can’t live without!Laurie spent most of her life in the Northeastern United States and in Western Europe. She now lives in San Antonio, Texas, with her son and Dalmatian muse Rambo. In an attempt to re-live her wild and crazy younger years, she lives vicariously through her characters by setting their adventures in her favorite city, New York, and the mountain forests of New England as often as possible.Before diving into a writing career, Laurie dedicated 20 years to her country by serving in the United States Air Force. Much of her time was spent around men with guns and cool toys…this explains her obsession with both.

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