Releases Tomorrow! Jackson – SEALs of Honor Book 19 by Dale Mayer



Jackson
SEALs of Honor Book 19
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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A bullet takes out his rig,
but a mechanic captures his heart…

When Jackson is forced to pull his rig to the side of the road as the radiator overheats, he’s not impressed, but when a bouncy mechanic in camo drives back to help him, he’s even less enthralled – with himself. She’s smart, capable, single and knows a whole lot more about mechanical things than he does.

But when he hears that it’s a bullet that’s brought his rig to a stop, he knows exactly what to do – save the woman at his side and find the men who did this.

Deli was sent to assist Jackson and his sidelined rig. Only to find they are caught up in a double cross that has bullets flying and bodies dropping… some of them very close to her.

If only it was that simple… as the bodies start to fall, and their passion starts to heat up… who will be the final casualties in take the last shot in the final act?

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Okay so I’m going to be out of order here, because I was fortunate to get an ARC of this book. I had just started this series and I have reviewed the first two already. I’ve fallen in love with these guys, and the whole Keeper thing is hysterical, well for the guys not involved at the time anyway.

Like most of this team, Jackson isn’t actively looking for a girlfriend, the guys who have found their ‘Keeper’ have set the bar high. The ones who aren’t attached want women with all those same traits. Smart, loyal, and brave are just a few.

When Jackson Pearson’s convoy truck dies as he is trying to rejoin the group he meets someone and finds himself and her in a precarious situation.

When Dahlia ‘Deli’ Montgomery, one of the top mechanics backtracks to aid Jackson, she finds there is a bullet hole in the radiator. Before the tow truck can arrive a pickup drives by pelting the truck but fortunately not them with bullets.

“You know the MPs will be all over this one. They’ll probably tow it back for a forensic visit and then conclude it was just something to note in the files and to not worry about. As long as there are no casualties and not too much vehicular damage, then it won’t get very much publicity or investigation hours.”

“But somebody shot at the vehicle,” Jackson said in exasperation. “Were they shooting at me? Were they shooting to stop the vehicle down the road so they could hijack us? I don’t know.”

“Don’t worry about that right now.” Then Mason hung up.

When Jackson put away his phone, he turned to look at Deli. “Mason doesn’t seem to think anybody’ll give a crap.”

At the name Mason, her face lit up. “Are you friends?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I’m relatively new to the unit, but all of us in that group are friends.”

“You’re a SEAL then?” She smiled. “But a green one.”

His hands went to his hips, and he glared at her. “Hardly green,” he snapped.

She chuckled. “We all have to start somewhere. What you don’t know is, I started at about age six with a wrench in my dad’s garage. I’ve been wrenching ever since.”

He just rolled his eyes.

At the sound of a vehicle they both stepped out of the way. A black pickup truck drove past at an exorbitant speed. When Jackson realized something had been stuck out the window, he grabbed Deli and pulled her to the ground.

Gunfire shattered the windshield of his rig, as the pickup drove right past them.

Jackson tried to identify the plates, but the truck was going too fast.

“Did they just try to kill us?” Deli gasped.

He nodded. “Looks like it. Or to scare the crap out of us at least.”

“Why the hell aren’t you armed?” Deli asked Jackson.

He pointed to his rig. “I had plenty of firepower when on assignment or on these exercises. It’s in back of this rig and the others.”

“You don’t even carry a knife?” she asked, incredulous.

“You are talking to a trained SEAL,” he informed her.

A second and third vehicle came down the road just then. This time there were two military rigs, one the tow truck.

Deli raced to the second vehicle and explained about the pickup that had just fired on them. It took off, giving chase as the tow truck pulled a U-turn and worked to hitch up the front of Jackson’s military rig. He had it ready to move in about five minutes, while Jackson kept watch on the road, alternating with checking his watch.

She turned to Jackson and asked, “Are you okay to ride in the cab of the tow truck? Or you can catch a ride when a driver comes for my rig.”

He still stared at the road where the others had gone. “Did you hear back from them?”

“No, not likely to either,” she said. “I don’t know who they were. But they could have caught the asshole already.”

“Shouldn’t they be back by now?” He didn’t like this at all. He pulled out his phone and called Tanner. “Are you around?”

“Yeah. Mason called me. I’m heading in your direction, buddy. You got a lift yet?”

“If I want to be a threesome inside a tow truck, I’ve got a lift, yeah,” he said with light sarcasm.

“I got your back. I’ll be there in ten.”

Feeling much better, Jackson turned to Deli and said, “Tanner is about to pick me up.”

She nodded, walked up to the tow truck and said, “Good for you.” She opened the door and started to climb in.

He walked over to her. “Hey, if you want to ride back with us, that’s cool too.”

She smiled but shook her head. “I don’t wanna let your vehicle out of my sight. We’ve got this.”

And, with that, the tow truck pulled away.
Dale Mayer. Jackson (Kindle Locations 107-139). Valley Publishing.

This is a situation nobody likes, everyone is military and stationed at the same place, which means it’s someone attached to the base. Nobody likes a traitor, and this convoy was returning from testing some very confidential weapons.

I really liked that Deli is in the military and is more than a match for Jackson. The dynamic between these two is fun and intense. His Alpha protection instincts definite run into resistance with her.

Lots of tense situations, action packed suspense and plenty of heat combine with some fun and heat as Jackson finds his ‘Keeper’.

5 Contented Purrs for Dale!

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Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.


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Dane – SEALs of Honor Book 3 by Dale Mayer



Dane
SEALs of Honor Book 3
By
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Dale Mayer

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Since achieving his lifelong goal of becoming a Navy SEAL, Dane’s life has been packed with action. He hasn’t had the time or inclination to realize he wants and needs more. After seeing several of his closest friends fall in love with that someone special, he longs for something similar in his own life.

While on a mission hunting a chemical weapons terrorist, Dane runs into a woman who not only captivates him but fulfills his deepest desires. Unfortunately, the circumstances of her presence on the scene are more than a little suspicious. Damnably, Dane can’t determine whose side she’s actually on.

Marielle came to Germany for a short busman’s holiday. She’d never expected to be running away from the very person she’d gone there to see–nor running into the arms of a man she’s tempted to give herself to even knowing she can’t keep him the way she wants to.

As the situation ping-pongs from bad to worse to utter desperation, lives–and hearts–are on the razor-edge between life and death.

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Marielle thought she was going to visit a colleague who had at one time been her professor. She was looking forward to the discussions and wandering through the village where he lives.

Dane and his team were after a chemical weapons terrorist, as they were closing in Marielle exited the house that had been empty previously. In an unexpected occurrence he was spotted, but had no time to do anything about it.

Confronted by the man she was to visit, Marielle realizes that his motives were nefarious. Managing to escape, she runs where she believes she would find help. The house the strange man was heading toward.

Ascertaining that she isn’t a threat, the guys find Marielle to be quite the asset, knowing the professor’s password was a great help.

A favorite scene is when the cat Masters make an appearance.

He studied Marielle. Trust him to trip over a woman who he might not even be able to trust. Mason rescued a brainiac programmer and Hawk found a beautiful search and rescue specialist.

Marielle stared at him, her demeanor changing from comfortable to openly hostile. “What?” she cried. “I didn’t do anything.”

He raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t say anything.”

“No,” she said, her tone dropping. “But the look on your face changed. As if I wasn’t quite who you wanted to be here.”

“Ignore him,” Shadow said. “He wouldn’t know what he wanted even after he tripped over her.”

There was a furious pounding on the keys then a sudden, “Come to me, lovely. Come to me.”

Dane stood up and walked over, keeping an eye on Marielle to make sure she didn’t bolt. “What did you find?”

“An FTP server that he had on automatic log in.”

“Hmmm.” Not knowing what an FTP server was, Dane kept quiet. They all needed to have a modicum of computer knowledge and he did, but for Shadow, the computers just opened up and talked to him. No one else on the team had that touch. Shadow was known for getting in and out of places without being seen or heard. His nickname suited him.

He knew how and when to move to stay out of sight. The team knew how to move quietly, but Shadow was silent.

Just as Dane turned away he heard an odd noise in the hallway. He was at the door in seconds. And waited out of sight.

The biggest, fattest, orangest tomcat he had seen walked into the room. And stopped at the entrance, a king surveying his property.

“Masters,” Marielle jumped up and raced to the cat’s side. The orange cat was picked up and waltzed around as she hugged him close. The cat didn’t appear to be upset in any way. As Dane watched, the big tomcat rubbed his head against hers.

“Oh, I’m so glad to see you,” she cried.

“You know his cat?” He couldn’t quite keep the suspicion out of his voice.

She didn’t seem to mind this time. “Michaels had him at the university some days. We all loved him, but I used to look after him when the professor was out of town.” She scratched the guy’s head. The cat closed his eyes in ecstasy. “I really missed him.”

“He’s big enough to fend off most intruders, but I’m surprised Michaels took him to his office.”

“Sometimes he was there for long days, working. We all loved Masters and often asked Michaels to bring him in if he could.”

“And the university rules?”

She laughed. “Can’t say any of us cared.”

He nodded and walked close. Masters grabbed his hand in his paw and head butted his fingers. “Friendly guy.”

“As long as you are too. He’s a very good judge of character.” She squeezed him tight, and the cat’s engine kicked in so loud Shadow spun around to see what the ruckus was all about.

“Now that is a big ass cat,” he called out in surprise.

Marielle laughed. “Yeah, he is.”

The cat jumped out of her arms and strutted over to Dane. He rubbed against his legs and did his best to wind himself in circles.

“He probably needs to be fed,” she said, frowning down at him. “Surely Professor Michaels wouldn’t leave him behind.”

“I don’t think he’d planned on leaving.”

“What are you going to do?” she asked him wryly. “It’s not like you can wait here until he comes back.”

“We have ways of finding out when he returns.”

She nodded. “And I really don’t want to know. Can I go home now? I want to see my mother.”

Shadow spun around from the computer. “No, you can’t.”

She gasped and turned to stare at him. “Why not?” she cried. “I can’t stay here anymore.”

“You were next door, right?”

She nodded. “I was supposed to be there for the week, but that’s not happening now, so I want to go home.”

“Not happening. At least not yet.”

“Why?” she asked, a forlorn sound to her voice.

“We need you. You’re the only connection we have to the perp,” Dane snapped. “You aren’t leaving.”

And besides, I can’t trust that you’re not involved yet. But he kept that thought to himself. He didn’t see her as a femme fatale. She was too…he didn’t know, maybe honest was the word he was searching for. Then again, he had nothing to go by other than instinct. But he’d learned to trust his instincts.

Shadow called him over. “Take a look at this.” Dane, after a warning glance in Marielle’s direction, walked over to see what Shadow had found.

“It’s a series of files. Called Michaels’ Miracle.”

“That’s what he called his project,” Marielle said, jumping up to join them. “Those will be part of his research.”

Shadow clicked several buttons and files copied over.

“Where are you sending them?”

“For safekeeping so we can take a look at it later.”

Shadow nodded his gaze on the monitor, his mind on the implications.

“How would a company like his keep this type of research?”

“Under lock and key,” she snapped, watching the files copy. “Corporate espionage is a huge industry. Think about warfare and the implications for the Far East.”

“I’d rather not.”

“Exactly.” She wandered the room. “I wonder if he has access to his lab in this house.”

“You mean a lab in this house or access digitally to a lab via this house?”

She stopped and stared. “He could have a lab here.”

“Could he?” Dane couldn’t imagine all the chemicals. “Surely that’s too dangerous.”

“No more dangerous than any other science,” she said. “Still, he’d need the filters and safety equipment.” She shook her head. “I don’t think I saw anything like that.”

Dane wondered, “How hard would it be to hide a lab?”

She frowned. “In theory, not hard at all.”
Mayer, Dale. SEALs of Honor: Books 1-3 (pp. 448-452). Valley Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Unfortunately her knowledge of the professor and knowing he wanted her research has put Marielle in more danger than she realizes. Dane and the team need to keep her safe, and Dane has more than a little interest in her.

A tense, emotional, suspenseful, sometimes funny and definitely hot page turner.

5 Contented Purrs for Dale!

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Dale Mayer

Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.


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Her Wolf – The Westervelt Wolves Book 1 by Rebecca Royce



Her Wolf
The Westervelt Wolves Book 1
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Award Winning Author
Rebecca Royce

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*This book has been previously published, the author received her rights back, and is now republishing the book*

Ashlee Morrison has a secret obsession—with a dark and mysterious male. The only problem is that he’s a wolf and she’s becoming convinced that she’s insane. But Ashlee’s wolf is no ordinary canine; he is Tristan Kane, third son in the royal family of the Westervelt Wolf pack.

Trapped in his wolf form by his evil father’s men, Tristan has desperately sought a way out of predicament and is shocked to find that the sad but beautiful redhead who has come to the wolf cage can not only hear him, but awakens in him the knowledge that she is his mate, the other half of his soul.

Ashlee, unaware that she is half wolf-shifter, agrees to accompany Tristan back to his pack in Maine to seek answers to her past and understand her future. But as Tristan and Ashlee grow closer, familial betrayals will threaten to destroy the fragile love they have started to build.

With the odds stacked against them, Ashlee and Tristan will either embrace their love to save the Westervelt Wolves or be lost forever to despair.

Tristan has been trapped in his wolf form and now he’s stuck in a zoo. If his father’s henchmen find him, he’s dead. He needs to get back to his family.Ashlee volunteers at the zoo as a form of therapy. She was devastated by the way her engagement ended and they seem to agree she has a form of PTSD. She always finds herself watching the wolves but from a distance.

This is a favorite scene when she ‘meets’ Tristan.

Ashlee shrugged and let the memories fade. She walked to the gate of the wolf pen and stared in. Usually, she didn’t get close to the animal cages; it felt invasive to do so and sometimes she would swear it felt like she was personally trapped in the cage. The animals spent all day with people pushed up against their enclosures pointing and staring. She preferred to give them some space. She blinked and squinted. The lone wolf had red fur in its coat. Why hadn’t she noticed that before? Because she hadn’t been able to focus on anything before and she was going out of her way to not spend too much time focused on the lone wolf.

Ashlee smiled, and the wolf raised its eyes to look at her. She blushed, which made her feel ridiculous. He was a wolf, for God’s sake, but his eyes looked so human, so compassionate. That compassion drew her in. She leaned closer to the cage. She snorted. For the last ten minutes, she’d done nothing but personify animals. Talk about desperate. Maybe it was time to go back to school.

“Can’t be fun for you to be so alone in there. Maybe you would have been happier with a different pack.” She’d just broken her cardinal rule and spoken to the animal. She closed her eyes at the slip-up.

Ha! Not this pack, that’s for sure. My family actually walks on two legs some of the time. I’d love to take you to meet them. I bet if I got you there, you might actually smile. I hate that half-grimace thing you seem so fond of.

Ashlee jumped back from the enclosure, so startled she fell on her behind. Had the wolf just talked to her in her mind or had her hallucinations gotten worse? She stood and looked around her. Her cheeks burned. No patrons or other volunteers were about to see to see her act like a lunatic, which was fortuitous or she’d soon be fired from her volunteer position.

She cleared her throat and looked around again. No one nearby, just the trees with their colored leaves, the wind, and the wolves. Her butt hurt from her earlier fall. She narrowed her eyes to stare at the wolf. “Did you say something?” She groaned. Why was she playing into this? You don’t talk to figments of your imagination.

Did you hear me, little one?

The wolf’s ears perked up, and he stood up on all fours to walk towards the side of the enclosure she pressed against. Is it possible you have been here with me all this time and you can actually hear me? Why have you not answered me before?

She should put a stop to this right now and walk away. But, she didn’t. Her feet felt glued to where they stood on the ground. She felt a light wind pick up and blow her hair off her shoulders. Not knowing what else to do, she swallowed the nervous bile that had formed in her throat. “I don’t know how I hear you, but yes, I can. Unless I’ve cracked up, which is most likely what’s going on here. That’s why I don’t answer you. I don’t want to be crazy anymore.”

Crazy? You haven’t cracked up. Perhaps I have. Her wolf sniffed the air and walked closer. He howled and Ashlee took a step backwards. That smell. Your scent. I know it. You never get close enough to let me smell you. The spell, it must have limited my other powers. My sense of smell is worse than some humans. Could it be?

Ashlee’s heart pounded in her chest. “Wow, we’re really having a conversation, aren’t we?”

You…you are…mine.

She looked around again to be sure that no one approached. “What does that mean?”

How could you be here so often, for so long, and I did not know? I will kill Rex and any others who inflicted this intolerable state upon me.

Kill? Ashlee’s pulse sped up. Her palms grew sweaty and she wiped them on her pants. “I’m sorry, I’ve got to go.”

No, no little one, you cannot leave me in this pen. You must get me out and return with me to my home where my pack can restore me. I need to tell my family about the one who has betrayed us.

“Get you out of the cage? Are you nuts? See, I knew it was just a matter of time before my delusions wanted me to do something that was against the law. No. I’m in charge of my own mind. I get to say what I will and won’t do.

This whole thing goes so far beyond the realm of normal I can’t even see the border anymore. I can’t get you out of the cage. I can’t let a wolf run around the park where there are children. They’ll lock me up and shoot you.”

I would never hurt a child. But you still believe I am a mere animal and for some reason you think you are not mentally well. Not until I return home can I show you otherwise. The wolf lay down on his belly. His head pressed to the ground. Damn.

Ashlee’s eyes filled with tears at the distress in his voice and the defeat in his body language. It had been a few weeks since she’d gone on a crying binge and she didn’t want to start now. “I have to go. I’m sorry.” Why was she apologizing to her phantasm? She wiped the one tear that escaped from her eye with her hand and turned to go.

Wait. Her wolf growled and stood up. Ashlee turned back to him, her eyes wide. Do not cry. I cannot stand it. Please, beautiful girl, won’t you tell me your name?

“My name? Oh.” She blushed. “My name is Ashlee Morrison.” She started to leave again but whirled around. “What is your name?” At least she could give her delirium a label.

My name is Tristan Kane. My family calls me Trip.

She raised her eyebrow. They’d had a kid in her high school who had been called Trip. She hadn’t realized it was such a popular nickname. “You have a beautiful name like Tristan and they call you Trip? Hey, wait a second, a guy I knew with that nickname, they called him that for a reason. He was the third son in his family. Is that true for you? Are you the third son?”

I am. I’m sorry I am moping around. Five months I have been in this cage. Please don’t worry about this tonight. We can sort it out tomorrow when you come.

She shook her head. “I’m not coming tomorrow. It’s my day off, and then the next day is Sunday so I won’t be back until Monday.”

That long? Tristan shook his head. Do not worry for me. I will not have you upset. Ashlee, whatever you do, don’t let anyone tell you this isn’t real. What is happening is very complicated, but explainable just the same. I am real and you can hear me because you belong to me.

Ashlee turned and ran as if someone chased her. She didn’t turn around to look at Tristan. When she reached her black Lexus RX hybrid SUV, she swung open the door and drove her monstrous car as if her life depended on it. What should have been a fifteen-minute drive home, she made in less than five minutes. It wasn’t ‘til she got home she remembered her shift wasn’t over for another hour. She was sure to get a stern lecture.
Royce, Rebecca. Her Wolf (The Westervelt Wolves Book 1) (pp. 6-11). Rebecca Royce. Kindle Edition.

I felt sorry for Ashlee, she has so much thrown at her in such a dramatic way. Life changing things that have her drawing on a strength she didn’t know she had.

I like the way this pack first change into wolves, the mixture of magic is compelling. Women have the healing and other things that keep the pack safe.

A curse that is thought to be gone causes lots of problems for Tristan and Ashlee.

We meet many key players in this book, including Ashlee’s parents and sister, Tristan’s brothers one of whom is ‘acting alpha’ and the guys are known as the ‘Royals’. Plus Cullen the pack enforcer who calls addresses them as Princes, all the time.

Strength, persistence, drama and love all combine to make this a page turning read. I will be continuing with this series.

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As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

I’d love to hear from you!


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Hawk – SEALs of Honor Book 2 By Dale Mayer


Hawk
SEALs of Honor Book 2
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Dale Mayer


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Stumbling over a dead body is one hell of a way to start a vacation…

While growing up, Hawk was always the wild card, the one who couldn’t sit still or find a place to belong. Becoming a SEAL gave him a niche and a purpose in the world like no other. Nevertheless, the wild man remains under the surface, waiting for the match to his flame. Ending up back home for a few days’ R&R, Hawk notices a new, darker element has moved in next door–and, at least in part, it appears to involve a freckle-faced redhead from his past, the girl he never forgot.

Mia remembers her best friend’s brother from her childhood only too well. What girl in her right mind could forget Hawk? As a boy, he’d been 24-7 fireworks, lighting up her life. Every encounter with him took her breath away and made her heart beat too fast. But Hawk, the man, home for a holiday, is harder, dangerous–and impossibly sexier than he’d been when she was just a star-struck kid longing to catch his eye.

Even as Mia is swept off her feet by her teenage-crush-turned-grownup-acute feelings for him, the town is hit by unprecedented violence…and Mia’s smack-dab in the middle of the explosion.

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When Hawk goes on R&R he heads home. He wants to visit with his sister and catch up. Life has other plans though. The town is in chaos when he arrives, so he stops at the General Store and finds who he believes is the owner shot. The response from the Sheriff is less than promising and he reaches out to his sister to find the man’s daughter, Mia.

Mia is a search and rescue professional. When Hawk arrives in town she is deep in the caves with two experienced spelunkers. She is only vaguely aware of the drama now centered in town now that a cache of weapons and ammunition has been found in the caves. When she gets the messages about her father being dead she rushes to his store. It’s then she discovers it’s her uncle. Rushing home to check on her father she finds herself and her father in a most precarious situation.

This is a favorite scene when Hawk shows up.

Mia sat huddled against the wall. She wished she could see them clearly enough to memorize their faces, like she’d committed their names to memory. They knew where she was, and it wasn’t like she had a way to escape, but damn it, she wanted one. There was too much firepower here to fight off on her own. She glanced around. There were a few cracks in the shed where daylight snuck in, but they were between the metal strips. Her father had been lamenting the need to fix the storehouse for years, but it was backed against the cliff so even if she could get out, she couldn’t get anywhere.

A small scratching sound came from directly behind, then something poked her. She twisted to see a hand come through the back wall. A large male hand. She grabbed it and squeezed. He squeezed back then tried to pull back but she couldn’t let him. She didn’t want to be alone. But he couldn’t help her if she didn’t let him go.

Biting her lip, she let go.

“Faster, we’re wasting time, move it.” The men jumped to it, loading up crates and boxes faster. Her heart pounded as she heard noises behind her. Could the men hear? But they were making so much noise themselves as they loaded up she could only hope they couldn’t. And she had no idea how she could get out behind the damn shed if Hawk did get that hole open enough. She had no doubt that was who was here. It had to be Hawk. No one else would be foolish enough. Heart pounding, she silently urged him on. She kept twisting to see his progress behind her then to the men’s progress in front of her. When she got a hard jab to her back, she spun and saw a corner of the metal sheeting lifted barely high enough for her head to go through. She wasn’t going to get out there.

“Now,” came the hoarse whisper. Shaking her head but already trying to get through, she realized he was standing over top and lifting the edge of the sheeting up barely enough for her to wiggle under. Her shoulders were a tight squeeze, and with the rocks right there, she had no space to move. Who’d have thought her morning squirming through cave tunnels would hold her in good stead. She managed a little further then strong arms grabbed her under her arms and yanked her free. She scrambled to her feet and whispered, “My father.”

Damn. Hawk peeked under the sheet metal flap. He wasn’t going to be able to save Gordon. But he had to try. They had seconds before the men would be coming for Mia. But Gordon was his friend. If there was anything he could do… Hawk quickly shoved Mia to the side and crawled in. Gordon’s arm was only a couple of feet away, but he wasn’t a small man. Hawk grabbed the arm and tugged the big man toward him. It was slow going, but he was gaining traction. Finally, he could grab under the back arm pit and he struggled backwards. Not being able to stand up, he couldn’t get any leverage to pull.

Up ahead he could hear the men were laughing and joking. “Okay, that’s the last box. Now the girl and get out of here.”

“Wait, these damn boxes are going to shift. We can’t have that. Come on. We have to spread them out. We’ll need to repack when the bombs are loaded.”

Hawk froze. Bombs?

He gathered his strength and dragged Gordon the last bit to the hole that was too damn small.

Mia jumped forward and pulled the metal sheeting back.

“I told you to run,” he whispered.

“Not without you and my father.”

He shook his head and dragged Gordon through the damn hole. “We’re killing him, moving him like this.”

“He has a chance this way. He has no chance against a bullet.”

He couldn’t argue that. Finally like a dam suddenly coming unstuck, Gordon slid through. Hawk grabbed his lax body and threw him over his shoulder. Mia bolted ahead of him toward the front.

“Psst,” Hawk whispered and ran up the hill behind the shed. The men would be less likely to chase them if it was hard work. He checked to make sure Mia was following. She was now running behind him. He motioned for her to go ahead.

“We need to go up about five hundred yards then down to the road and come around. My Jeep is hidden in the trees.”

Relief blasted across her face and she moved off in the direction he pointed.
Mayer, Dale. SEALs of Honor: Books 1-3 (pp. 249-252). Valley Publishing. Kindle Edition.

This book dives into the action fast and furiously, with Hawk having to start things on his own. The team follows quickly and the implications of the weapon cache go much further than just this small town.

Mia is strong and feisty, giving Hawk a run for his money even as their attraction grows hotter.

I couldn’t stop reading and Dale is definitely rough on her heroines, good thing they are as strong as the SEALs that win their hearts.

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Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.


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Lana and The Laird – Untamed Highlanders Book 3 by Sabrina York



Lana and the Laird
Untamed Highlanders Book 3
By
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Sabrina York

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LOVE IS A BATTLEFIELD

Lachlan Sinclair cannot escape his accursed heritage in his Highlands homeland. Somewhat resigned to the fate that destroyed his ancestors, he is prepared to live his life without an heir, without a wife―without love. But when he meets the woman of his dreams in the flesh, the bewitching lass makes him want to throw away his cursed, restrained existence…and unleash the highlander within…

Lana Dounreay has only seen the Duke of Caithness in her dreams as a wild, rugged man, while in reality, his life has been cramped by curses and cravats. He may have forgone his kilt and lost his brogue, but Lana knows that the heart of a true Scotsman beats within his broad, muscular chest. But what plans does the mysterious, passionate Lachlan have in mind for her―and can she convince him that love is stronger than all else?

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I love this family of strong women and the men they fall for. This book has a bit of overlap but it’s necessary to make this standalone as well as part of the series.

Lachlan Sinclair, Duke of Caithness is plagued by nightmares and visitations from the ghost of his father. He’s returned to Scotland to refurbish his family castle. He expects to die on his thirtieth birthday as have all the Sinclair heirs since the reign of Edward I. The only way to avoid that circumstance is to find the pieces of the MacAlpin Cross, restore it and once again keep it safe. Not that it’s likely since it hasn’t been found over centuries of searching.

Lana Dounreay has been dreaming of the Duke for a very long time, she just doesn’t know who he is. That is until he shows up to issue an ultimatum to her brother-in-law, Alexander Dunnet. Most find Lana to be strange as she talks to ghosts and has visions. However the Duke is more intrigued than put off.

A favorite scene is when they meet in the library after Lana has an unfortunate encounter with the Duke’s man and cousin, Dougal.

“If I have any other problems of that sort, I shall be coming to you–“

Ah, excellent. That was–

“To ask how you would like to dispose of the body.”

Oh, Holy God. He gaped at her, this tiny mite, with delicate bones and a dainty demeanor And ferocity.

“The…ah…body?”

“He is your cousin, is he no’?”

“He is indeed.”

“Then you should be the one to bury him.” At his bemused stare, she added, “‘Tis only fitting.”

“I…ah…you…Are you saying you will…kill him if he touches you again?”

“I will gut him like a fish.” Odd that, how she said it, in the sweetest tone and with a hind of an angelic smile. He had no doubt whatsoever that she would be true to her word.

He made a mental note to warn Dougal. Yes, he was annoying and a trial at times, but Lachlan did not want him gutted. It would be a hell of a mess to clean up.

Against his best intentions, despite his dismay, his lips twitched, and then, in response, hers did as well.

“Things really are different here in Scotland, are they not?”

Her brow arched again. “Are ye just finding this out?” Her tome was dry as dust. He didn’t know why it made him chuckle.

“Women are…fiercer.”

“As are the men.” Her gaze flicked to his cravat.

“For one thing, they doona wear that.” Though she muttered this bit beneath her breath, he heard. Although he suspected he was intended to.

Lachlan glanced soen at the mathematical fall of his snowy cravat and forbore a grimace. “I’ve never really liked them myself.”

“Then why do you wear it?”

He shrugged. “I’m a duke. It’s expected.”

She gaped at him. “‘Tis not manly in the least.”

He sat back. Couldn’t help it. He was blown back by the force of her revulsion. He wasn’t sure why, but a sudden desire scoured him. A formidable need to appear manly and powerful…to her. “And what would be..manly? To you?”

She surveyed his face, his shoulders his chest. “You would look fine in a kilt,” she acceded after a moment.
York, Sabrina. Lana and the Laird (Untamed Highlanders Book 3). Kindle locations (1293-1316). St. Martin’s Press. Kindle Edition.

Their conversation in the library was both interesting and informative for the Duke. However it is the dinner conversation that will have you giggling at Lana’s audacity and snark.

These two are well matched and there is much for the Duke to overcome. There is also the journey to Reay where we meet up with Susana, Andrew and their adorable little imp.

Plenty of suspense, drama and action as the Duke realizes who he can in fact trust even as the heat rises between him and Lana.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series!

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Jobe – Alvarez Security Book 4 by Maryann Jordan



Jobe
Alvarez Security Book 4
By
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Maryann Jordan

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Alvarez Security Agency
Former Special Forces brothers-in-arms now working together to provide an elite security service in the southern city of Richmond.

Jobe Delaro served proudly with his Special Forces squad, but to focus on his duties he gave up the one woman he had planned on spending his life with. Four years later, seeing his friends find love reminded him that he had never forgotten the woman whose heart he broke.

Mackenna Dunn worked tirelessly with the women’s center that she ran and assisting her mother who was recuperating from a stroke. She had tried to forget the man who had stolen her happiness, but was stunned to have him come to her rescue when her program was threatened by gangs.

Mackenna must decide if she can forgive Jobe or hold on to the hurt. Calling on his brothers from Alvarez Security, Jobe is determined to make up for the past and create a future with the woman he never stopped loving, but…he has to keep her alive first.

Will the past forever halt their chance at a future or will McKenna and Jobe finally find healing together?

Scenes and language are similar to what you would find in an R-rated movie. 18+ readers only.

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I took a break after reading Vinny because I needed to know about Shane, Matt and BJ. The Love’s Trilogy covers their stories and also how Tony and Sherrie meet. Now I’m caught up and Jobe is the last of the Alvarez series. At least up to this point.

At one point Jobe was with the one woman who made his life worth living, then an incident overseas causes him to break it off with her. Now home, and working with Alvarez Security, having undergone therapy which has helped his version of PTSD, he wants to find happiness. He just doesn’t expect to find it, he never got over Mackenna.

Mackenna is now a social worker and friends with Gabe’s wife Jennifer. Yet there hasn’t been an occasion where Jobe and Mackenna would run into each other. Until now. As director of New Beginnings, a program that helps women and girls get away from gangs and hopefully prevent them from joining as well, she is tough, determined and underfunded.

When Jennifer realizes how little security Mac has at the New Beginnings house. She enlists Gabe to present it to Tony as a possible pro bono job.

This is a favorite scene when Tony and some of the team come to evaluate the security needs.

Just then, a scream coming from the front of the building startled the group. Jobe, closest to the hallway, sprinted forward as he heard a woman’s voice yell, “Call the police, Rose!” He caught a glimpse of a slender woman’s back, hair pulled up on her head, as she raced down the stairs and made it to the door ahead of him, grabbing a baseball bat next to the door.

Throwing it open, Mackenna charged out onto the stoop, wielding the bat in the air. “I’m calling the police you fuckers. Get outta here,” she screamed at the same low-riding car, this time with the passenger side windows rolled down and several guys hanging out giving her the finger.

“You can’t hide forever, bitch!” one yelled.

“Bring it, you bast—umph,” she grunted as she was grabbed around the waist from behind and lifted off of the ground, her back slammed against a tall, hard body. Her reddish-gold hair fell out of the makeshift twist and tumbled down her back.

“Are you fucking crazy?” asked the enraged voice of the man who had picked her up easily, his arm binding her tightly. “You provoke those bastards and you’re just asking for trouble,” he growled.

Realizing that the front stoop had become crowded with whom she could only assume was Tony Alvarez and more of his men than she knew was coming, she saw Jennifer, wide-eyed looking at her.

“Mac? Are you okay?” Jennifer asked, glancing at Jobe holding on to Mackenna, a strange expression on his face.

“Let go of me, you big oaf,” Mackenna said, struggling against the unforgiving vise grip of the man holding her.

She found herself immediately released but instead of freedom, she was whirled around to face her would-be rescuer. And stared into the face of the man who had haunted her memories. His face, older and harder than she remembered. His build…heavier, even more muscular. And his expression? Shock. Pure shock.

Her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, she pushed against him almost tumbling backward down the front stoop stairs. His hands automatically reached out and grabbed her upper arms, saving her from falling. Not wanting him to touch her, she pushed again.

“Settle,” he growled. “You’re gonna fucking fall if you keep this up.”

Righting herself, she straightened up trying to regain her dignity. Don’t let him see you stare. Don’t give him that. Steeling herself, she turned toward the man matching the internet picture of Tony Alvarez and held out her hand.

“You must be Mr. Alvarez. I’m Mackenna Dunn, director of New Beginnings.”

Tony, Gabe, and Vinny stared at her as though she had sprouted three heads. The woman who one minute ago was wielding a baseball bat threatening street thugs was now attempting a composed and serene expression. And for some reason had rocked Jobe’s world by the stunned expression on his face. Then it hit all three of them at the same instance. Mackenna Dunn. The name they had heard over and over when stationed in Afghanistan. At least before…

Tony, quickly recovering, took her hand and shook it gently. “You’re right, Ms. Dunn. I’m Tony Alvarez, but please call me Tony.”

Mackenna nodded, replying, “Mackenna. Although some just call me Mac.” She gave Jennifer an evil eye, but Jennifer only laughed.

Tony introduced the twins, Gabe and Vinny, and then nodded behind her and said, “And this is Jobe. Jobe Delaro.”

She knew she had to glance behind her but for all the world, she could not bring herself to do it. Maybe he’ll just disappear. Be gone. Maybe he was just an illusion.

“Hello Mackenna,” came the very real voice behind her. His simple words moved over her like lava. Smooth, flowing. And fucking will burn me if I let them!

Taking a fortifying breath, she turned back around avoiding his gaze. Show him I don’t care. She lifted her eyes to his penetrating stare and her mind stumbled as much as the words trying to come out of her mouth.

“H…Hi…um…hello, Jobe.”

He stared back into the face of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her red-blonde hair still appeared to be a lion’s mane. She’d put on a couple of pounds since college but from where he was standing they looked great on her. Light, brown eyes that tried to focus anywhere but at him. Fuck! Of course, they would want to look anywhere but at him. His mind locked up, wondering what he could possibly say to her.
Jordan, Maryann. Jobe: Alvarez Security Series (pp. 49-52). Kindle Edition.

After Jobe gets over the shock of seeing her, and discovers she’s not taken, he’s determined to win her back. They have a lot to reconcile and plenty of problems with regard to New Beginnings and the gangs the women left.

Many hold your breath scenes, laughter, and tears will keep you turning the pages.

I can’t wait to see what’s next!

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I have always been an avid reader. My early memories were of my mother taking me to the library and allowing me to check out as many books as I could carry. My favorite books were checked out numerous times and read over and over. I would use my Barbie dolls to play out the scenes in books (such as Nancy Drew!).

I have written as a hobby for many years (probably since childhood). I have written devotionals, autobiographical writings about having a severely handicapped, medically fragile child, about my mother’s Alzheimer’s, and other subjects that interest me.

I joke that I “cut my romance teeth” on the old historical romance books. In 2013, I started a blog to showcase wonderful writers. In 2014, I finally gave in to the characters in my head pleading for their story to be told. Thus, Emma’s Home was created.

I worked as a counselor in a high school and was involved in education for the past 30 years, until retiring in 2015. I have been married to a wonderfully patient man for 35 years and have 2 adult, very supportive daughters. When writing, my dog or one of my cats will usually be found in my lap!


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Mason – SEALs of Honor Book 1 By Dale Mayer



Mason
SEALs of Honor Book 1
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Dale Mayer

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In a dangerous profession where it’s kill or be killed, Mason undertakes the dirty jobs others would rather not do–and invariably don’t possess the skills he does to get done right. While on an assignment, he’s single-minded in his dedication and focus. When he’s not, this warrior plays as hard as he fights. The last thing he anticipates is meeting the one woman he wants but can’t have…and equally can’t forget.

Tesla, a software designer, lost her brother in combat. Getting close to another man enlisted in the military is something she refuses to do. In her quest to save other United States soldiers from her sibling’s tragic fate, she’s created a computer program capable of saving lives. When other countries find out about the program, her good intentions are met with hostility and greed. They won’t stop until they get their hands on it, and damn anyone who gets in the way. Realizing she’s in danger, Tesla turns to Mason, the only man who might be able to save her–the very one she doesn’t dare fall in love with…

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Let me say this, I know of several authors who like to torment their heroines, but this book takes that torment to a new extreme.

Tesla is developing new software for detecting IEDs, something she started because her father and brother were a SEALs and continued because that’s how her brother died.

This books opens with Tesla captive, having been taking as she was traveling to Coronado to present her software. Mason’s team is tasked with capturing the traitor who took her and the rescue.

With inner strength that has Mason and the team admiring her, they find she is the sister of a fallen SEAL. They all knew Harry even though he wasn’t on their team.

This is a favorite scene as the initial rescue goes fubar.

She sat back, not surprised. Then all SEALs had a camaraderie that was second to none. She might have gotten to know some of them if she’d lived closer to Harry. Had these ones been at his funeral? They might have been. She’d been so blind to everything but her grief. Now that she understood, she could see the resemblance in their faces. The same hard, dangerous look to them. Harry had sent her dozens of photos of men. Some here and many others. “I have a photo of you all. And more. From Harry.”

They looked at her, gazes narrow, considering. She didn’t know if they were worried about the type of photo she had. “He kept it with him all the time. You’re all on a large boat, grinning.”

“Ship,” one of the darker haired men said in a pained voice. “It’s called a ship.”

She chuckled. “I know that. It used to bug Harry too. That’s why I still say it.”

The men’s eyes widened in shock then the air warmed up noticeably as they laughed.

Harry had loved her teasing. It was one of the things she missed most. Teasing him and knowing it was part of the relationship. Part of the joy between them. They’d been so different. So much the same. God she missed him.

As she struggled to pull her painful memories back to the present, there was a flash of light and a huge explosion. A high pitch mechanical scream ripped through the helicopter. It listed sideways. She shrieked.

Mason grabbed her and held her close. Several of the men raced to the front of the injured machine.

She didn’t have time to think what anyone was doing. Mason had his hand wrapped around her wrist like a vice on a board. But he was dragging her to the back, then he slammed something large and heavy against her chest.

“Hold this,” he shouted at her.

Her arms closed instinctively around the harness. Before she could understand, he spun her around against his chest. “Now if we get separated, pull this.” And he stuck a cord in between her frozen fingers. “Ready?”

She stared panicked into his gaze. “For what,” she screamed over the noise. “Are we going down?”

“Yes, the easy way.” He dragged her to the side, the wind gusting into the helicopter. “We’re going to jump. Hang on to me.” He reached down and clipped their chest straps together. Outside the ground fell away to a valley way down there. Oh hell no.

“No. No.” She shook her head. “No, it’s not possible.”

“Three, two, one…”

And he jumped, dragging her out of the machine.

Cold wind pricked her face, head and hands, but it was her endless scream that killed her throat. He finally grabbed her head by the hair and tugged it backwards. He lowered his head and sealed her mouth with a kiss.

She clung to him, her hands clutching his chest straps as her mouth soaked up his comfort. Whimpers escaped out of her throat.

It took her a long moment to realize her legs were wrapped around him, and she was kissing him back as much as he was kissing her.

If she had to be thrown out of a helicopter then it was a hell of a way to go.

She shuddered by the time he finally lifted his head.

“Better?” he asked, humor in his voice.

She heard it – barely. There was just enough volume in his voice to hear him over the wind streaming past her head. “As far as I can be…” she snapped. “Considering someone just threw me out of a helicopter.”

“Would you prefer to have stayed inside?” he said against her ear. He moved his head to the side. And a whole different vista opened up. The other men in parachutes floated around them, apparently all safe. Thank heavens. Just then a huge blast split the skies behind them. A cry escaped as she watched pieces of the helicopter fly through the sky.

That was the first she realized only one big white parachute floated above their heads. She’d had no idea. Somehow she’d seen enough to know Mason would take care of her regardless of the danger to himself. Clipped together, their parachute was carrying twice the weight. So not good. Thankfully she was a lightweight. Still, she had one on her back so maybe that was a precaution only. “Here we come,” he warned. “We’re going to come down hard and roll.”

She had no chance to decipher what he was saying as the ground came up awfully fast. She screamed as they approached. A hard jolt, a series of tumbling rolls and he was on his feet, again stabilizing her as she struggled to sort out vertical from horizontal.

“Is it over?” she asked, hating the shakiness in her voice, clinging to him, desperate to have the world steady.

“It is.” He was busy unclipping, unhooking and undoing straps and clasps until they were separated. And the parachute harnesses were on the ground. He quickly spun around and rolled up the parachute as it slowly floated to the ground behind them. The sky was black. Their new world a myriad of shadows. She crouched down wondering what the hell they were going to do from here? The cold was seeping through her. That wind on the way down had been biting. With no coat, she was damn near numb. She was dressed in only lightweight jeans, a t-shirt, with a light sweater over top.

Riding double, they’d landed ahead of the other men. She watched as the big white balloons floated down around them, the moonlight easily helping her to spot them. They were all several hundred yards away though. As if timed, they landed one by one and winked out of her sight. How could they find each other in this darkness?

The answer was so obvious she almost laughed. They were SEALs. They could do this blindfolded.
Mayer, Dale. SEALs of Honor: Books 1-3 (pp. 23-26). Valley Publishing. Kindle Edition.

This becomes even more intense than it already was. Tesla still has to make a presentation and then do the demonstration before the government commits to purchasing her software. Some one else wants it, and she’s just as determined they won’t get it.

Nail biting tension, edge of your seat action, simmer to sizzle heat, with some laughs thrown in for stress relief.

Don’t miss this page turner!

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Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.


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Forbidden Boss – Forbidden Series Book 6 by Carmen Falcone



Forbidden Boss
Forbidden Series Book 6
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USA Today Bestselling Author
Carmen Falcone

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Billionaire investor Lucas Grande needs to know if a resort property in Brazil is worth his time and money. The catch? It’s a couples’ only retreat, which means he needs a female companion to fly under the radar. The solution: to summon his snarky and ultra efficient assistant to pretend to be his girlfriend for a weekend.

Crystal Fox has always walked the line, refusing to give in to crazy temptations like her unreliable mother. When Lucas proposes she act as his girlfriend, she agrees. In exchange she asks him to be her fake boyfriend during her upcoming high school reunion. She’s sure she’ll be able to keep things professional while vacationing in paradise, but she doesn’t count on her suppressed urges and cravings rising to the surface once she’s sharing a room with her hot boss.

A couple’s resort, a boss undercover, his assistant pretending to be his girlfriend all the perfect subterfuge to ascertain what a properties real issues are. What should have been a very profitable venue was losing money consistently.

Crystal tries to convince herself that the only reason she’s agreed to this ploy, is so she’ll have someone attractive and rich on her arm for her high school reunion. The problem is she’s always been attracted to him.

Lucas doesn’t want to get involved, his father nearly destroyed the business because he had a fling with his assistant. For Lucas to do the same would be insanity.

A messed up reservation, a cottage designed for romance and in spite of all their efforts to keep things on a professional level the sparks fly.

I love the details of the resort and location, I felt like I was there with them as they explore the resort and discover the issues not only with the property but the owner as well.

A fun, very steamy and romantic read.

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Contains: Forbidden Virgin, Forbidden Inmate, Forbidden InLaw, Forbidden Marriage

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Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.

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Love’s Trusting – The Love’s Trilogy Book 3 by Maryann Jordan



Love’s Trusting
The Love Trilogy Book 3
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NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan


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When trust is broken by loss and grief, can it ever be repaired?

High school sweethearts and young lovers, Brad and Suzy had vowed to stay together forever. “I’ll always be here for you. Trust me,” Brad promised but loss separated the young lovers. Moving on with their lives, neither could fill the empty void nor forget their first love.

Suzanne McDonald had closed herself off to dating in spite of the best efforts of her friends to play matchmaker and threw herself into her job as a veterinarian technician.

Brad, now known as BJ to his friends, had focused on his career as a computer programmer for Alverez Security Agency.

When a mutual friend played matchmaker between BJ and Suzanne, the two were stunned to be reunited.

Her grief, still raw after all these years, had her running away once again. Brad knew he had let her leave years ago when he was a young man but now vowed to show her that they were still meant for each other. In spite of the walls she had built around her heart, Brad was determined to break them down and earn her love and trust once again.

When Suzanne stumbles across evidence of organized crime taking place in her neighborhood, she puts herself at risk trying to save others.

Can Brad rescue Suzy before she is silenced permanently? Can she trust in Brad’s love to save her?

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I knew something was up with Suzanne since she only goes home to visit at infrequent times. I just couldn’t figure out what it was.

The unavoidable happens when Lily tries to get BJ from Alvarez Security and Suzanne from Annie’s Veterinarian Clinic together at Shane and Annie’s wedding.

This is a favorite and jaw dropping scene.

Don’t try to fix me up with someone. You know I’m not interested.”

Lily speared her with a sympathetic look. “Honey, I know you were hurt a long time ago. And I know you grieve for something lost. I just want to see you happy.”

Smiling at the couple in front of her, she gave a little shrug as she whispered, “I had happy once. But when it’s broken, there’s no getting it back.”

She stood and then kissed the top of Lily’s head as she said, “I’m going to go mingle with some old friends. You two have fun.” Winking at Matt, she floated away.

One table, in particular, caught her attention. Four large, handsome men sat around the table, as comfortable in their suits as they would be in a biker bar. Tony Alvarez ran a security company that had helped save Annie when she had been kidnapped earlier in the year. Gabe, Vinny, and Jobe sat with him with one chair empty. Having all served in the military together, each man brought their own special skills to their new civilian careers. Tony had been the squad leader and maintained that position in his new business. While they all seemed like brothers to her, she knew that the table full of hard, handsome men would catch the eye of any single women at the wedding…and probably a few married ones as well. They all stood as she approached and Gabe leaned over to give her a hug and a brotherly kiss on her cheek. Greeting them, she nodded toward the empty chair. “Who’s missing?” she asked.

Vinny, always the ladies’ man, jumped up to pull the chair out for her. “Why you, of course.”

Laughing, she punched his shoulder as his twin Gabe responded, “It’s for BJ. He’s on his way from a family event.”

Raising her eyebrow at this news, she had the feeling that BJ’s co-workers and friends were just as anxious for her to meet him as Lily was. “Hmmm, well we’ll see if he shows.”

Giving each man a hug, she made her way over to another table. She saw some old family friends from Fairfield, the town she grew up in, so she moved over to greet them. Emma Campbell had been her high school counselor and had married her brother’s best friend, Jake. Along with them was Carol and Tom Rivers, another one of her brother’s best friends.

The two couples couldn’t believe that the beautiful woman in front of them was so grown up.

After hugs and greetings, Emma kept her arm around her, pulling her in tightly. “I miss you so much. Your mom’s bakery was never the same after you left home. But I’m so proud of what you’ve accomplished. Are you happy?”

“I love my job and working for Annie,” Suzanne effused. “I’m thinking about going back to school to become a veterinarian nurse. It would allow me to do a few more things than I can do right now. The animals are great and our clinic…well, I can’t think of a better place to work.”

Emma exclaimed, “Your enthusiasm for your job is overwhelming. But that still doesn’t tell me if you are happy.”

Suzanne found herself scrutinized by Emma’s thoughtful gaze. “I’m happy enough,” she replied, her smile not quite reaching her eyes.

“Do you ever see…” Emma began.

Shaking her head, Suzanne’s eyes widened. “Nope. And no, I’m not talking about it.”

Emma patted her shoulder before pulling her in for a tight hug. “It’s okay.” Giving a small smile, Suzanne was just getting ready to turn away when Lily came over to her. Besides Annie, Lily was her closest friend.

“Sweetie, come with me,” Lily said as she linked her arms through Suzanne’s.

“He’s here, right? Oh Lily, you know I hate this.”

“Come on. It’s just an introduction. All the guys at Tony’s really like him and you know how much he helped me last year.” Lily had stumbled across a prescription fraud scheme, and BJ had helped her with the software codes that contained the evidence they were looking for.

Suzanne allowed Lily to tug her through the crowded reception hall then heard her name called. She turned around to see Leon waving at her from across the room. He worked as a vet tech with Annie as well and was there with his wife. Behind her, she could hear Lily say, “BJ, I’d like you to meet…”

Suzanne turned around and stared into the eyes of the man she had been avoiding for four years. Gasping, she saw his eyes widen.

“BJ?”

“Suzy?”

Oh no, not him. Not now. Opening her mouth like a fish, she found that nothing came out. Just as he looked like he was going to say something, she quickly turned. “I have to get out of here,” she said, pushing her way through the crowd.
Jordan, Maryann. Love’s Trusting: The Love’s Series. Kindle Locations (147-181). Kindle Edition.

To say that Suzanne’s reaction to seeing BJ was surprising is an understatement. Although this is definitely where some of the fun begins, as BJ declares he’s not letting her get away again.

As BJ tries to win back the heart of the only girl he’s ever loved, owners not returning for follow-up on their pets has Susanne visiting them at home.  Unfortunately this is drawing attention to herself and Annie’s clinic that she doesn’t even realize.

A convoluted and intriguing tale brings us not only to dogfighting and human trafficking but also BJ’s and Suzanne’s relationship takes off with enough heat to melt your kindle. There’s an added bonus of the beginning of another relationship involving Alvarez Security’s Tony.

I really the way this series has tied everything together for me.

5 Contented Purrs for Maryann!

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As an Award Winning, Amazon International Bestselling and All-Star author, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble Best Selling Author, I have always been an avid reader. In 2013 I started a blog to showcase wonderful writers and finally gave in to the characters in my head pleading for their story to be told. Thus, Emma’s Home was created.

My first novel, Emma’s Home became an Amazon Best Seller in 3 categories within the first month of publishing. Its success was followed by the rest of the Fairfield Series and then led into the Love’s Series. Soon, other spin-off series came along and 8 of my books have made Amazon top 100 Bestselling books.

Gabe, from the Alvarez Security Series won Silver Medal and 5 Star Review by the 2016 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Honor Love was an award winning novel from the 2016 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Serial Love was an award finalist novel from the 2016 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Coming Home was awarded the 5 Star Review by the 2017 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Discover Love was awarded the 5 Star Review by the 2017 Reader’s Choice Awards.

My books are filled with sweet romance and hot sex; mystery, suspense, real life characters and situations. My heroes are alphas, take charge men who love the strong, independent women they fall in love with.

I worked as a counselor in a high school and have been involved in education for the past 30 years. I have just retired and look forward to more time with family and writing!

I have been married to a wonderfully patient man for 36 years and have 2 adult, very supportive daughters.

When writing, my dog or one of my cats will usually be found in my lap!

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Montana Dog Soldier: Brotherhood Protectors Book 6 by Elle James



Montana Dog Soldier
Brotherhood Protectors Book 6
By
Elle James

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Booted from the army after sustaining a shrapnel injury that left him with a limp, Joseph “Kujo” Kuntz is angry with himself and the world, and forced to start over with the injured military dog “Six” that saved his life. Kujo accepts a job with Brotherhood Protectors in the Crazy Mountains of Montana, hoping to find new purpose and come to terms with his losses.

Following a lead that an ISIS faction is near Eagle Rock, Montana, training to launch terrorist attacks, FBI agent Molly Greenbriar thinks she’s on wild goose chase. She operating a drone, pretending to be a photographer for a GPS mapping company, when she’s attacked in the mountains and left for dead. Discovered by former military service dog Six and his owner, Molly is taken to the owner’s cabin where he administers first aid.

Now targeted by the faction, Molly is in danger. Kujo informs his new boss of the situation and is assigned as Molly’s protector until the team can neutralize the source of the threat. Determined to complete her mission, Molly accepts Kujo and Six’s protection and discovers an electric connection to the cantankerous former soldier. Together they struggle to locate the faction while fighting their burgeoning desire.

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I love the Brotherhood Protectors, former military they grab my heart. This book takes that love a step further and adds a military working dog. Oh my heartstrings!

Joe ‘Kujo’ Kuntz has hidden himself away from the world, when he was medically discharged he lost his career, his friends and his dog. He’s about to start a new project when Bear and Duke show up with the news that his dog Six was up for adoption but has issues that caused him to be returned a couple of times. They also offered him a job with Brotherhood Protectors. Not that Joe was having any of it, well until he thought about it.

This is a favorite scene.

Kujo had only been in Montana for two days. After Bear and Duke’s visit to him in Colorado, he’d driven to San Antonio, where he’d spent a week filling out paperwork and convincing the trainers at Lackland he was fit to adopt Six, and that the dog and he were still a good match.

When he’d arrived at the kennels where the dogs were kept, he’d been hard pressed to keep his shit together. Since leaving the Army, he’d had nothing to do with dogs or the people who trained them. Nor had he been around men in uniform.

The range of feelings washing over him had kept him glued to the seat of his truck. He’d taken several minutes sitting in his pickup, gathering the courage he needed to face the very things he’d worked so hard to forget—the career he’d trained for, the dogs he’d loved and the only life he’d ever known.

When the sergeant in charge led him back to Six’s kennel, no amount of mental coaching prepared him for the rush of emotion that nearly brought him to his knees.

As they approached, Six sat at the back of the kennel, his tail curled beneath him, his shoulders slumped and the light completely drained from his eyes.

“He’s been like this since the people at his last foster home returned him,” the sergeant said. “Nobody can reach him. He’s non-responsive and completely shut down.” The man pointed to the full bowl at the corner of the cage. “He hasn’t eaten anything in three days.”

Kujo had to swallow hard several times before he could voice a command. When he finally could squeeze air past his vocal cords, all he could manage was, “Six, come.”

The dog’s ears twitched, and his nose lifted slightly as if sniffing the air. Kujo waited, afraid to say anything for fear of revealing just how devastated he was by the appearance of the dog that had saved his life.

For a long moment, the dog sat, sniffing the air. Then he rose up onto all fours, his tail drooping, and took a step forward.

Kujo opened the gate, stepped inside and pulled out of his pocket the old tennis ball he’d kept with his gear all those years. He squatted on his haunches and repeated, “Six, come.”

Six sniffed the air, his ears now standing straight, his body tense. One step at a time, he eased toward Kujo, limping slightly.

“He took a hit from shrapnel on his last deployment,” the sergeant offered.

Kujo barely heard the man. His attention remained on the dog, his gaze meeting Six’s, silently urging him to close the distance between them.

When at last he did, Six sniffed at the ball, took it from Kujo’s hand, and then he collapsed against him, whining, wiggling and cuddling until the weight of his body pushed Kujo over, forcing him to sit on the concrete.

Since then, Six had stuck to him like flypaper, refusing to leave his side.

From San Antonio, he’d driven all through the night, stopping only to put gas in his truck and to let Six out to stretch and do his business. Normally, he would have kept Six in a crate, like he had when he’d been in training or transporting him. But he figured they were both retired. To hell with the crate.

Six lay on the seat behind Kujo and occasionally stuck his nose over Kujo’s shoulder and licked his face.

The dog had picked up bad habits over the years he’d been away from Kujo, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered mattered was that he and Six were a team once again.

When he arrived in Eagle Rock, Montana in the foothills of the Crazy Mountains, Kujo had driven straight up to Hank Patterson’s house, introduced himself and asked if the job offer was still good.

Hank had welcomed him, given him a bed to sleep in for the night and briefed him the next morning about the work they were doing and his expectations of the people he hired to provide protective services.

At the moment, Hank was negotiating negotiating with a client who was coming to Montana in a few weeks and would need someone to work as a bodyguard. As all of his men were currently assigned, that job would be the one he’d assign Kujo. In the meantime, he could either stay with Hank, his wife and baby, or find a place of his own.

Kujo had gone out the next day and found a cabin in the mountains to rent. It wasn’t much more than one room with a bed, small kitchen area and an outhouse. He suspected it was someone’s old hunting cabin. The isolation suited him.
James, Elle. Montana Dog Soldier (Brotherhood Protectors Book 6) (pp. 38-41). Twisted Page Inc. Kindle Edition.

Okay so I was sniffling and hadn’t even made it to root of the story.

FBI agent Molly Greenbriar is using a drone to search for evidence of a terrorist training camp in the Crazy Mountains near Eagle Rock. When she runs into trouble it’s Six who finds her and Joe who gets her to safety.

Assigned to keep her safe, they quickly begin to make connections both for the job and personally.

A fast-paced, action packed, emotional, and sizzling read.

I am already starting the next book in this series, I just might be addicted.

5 Contented Purrs for Elle!

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Award-winning author Elle James grew up as an air force military brat. She received her work ethic from her rock-solid father, her creative streak from her artistic mother and inspiration from her writing partner and sister, Delilah Devlin.

As a former member of the army reserves and a current member of the air force reserves, she’s traveled across the United States and to Germany, managed a full-time job, and raised three wonderful children. She and her husband have even tried their hands at ranching exotic birds (ostriches, emus and rheas) in the Texas hill country. Ask her, and she’ll tell you what it’s like to go toe-to-toe with an angry three-hundred-and-fifty-pound bird and live to tell about it!

Her adventures in the army and air force reserves, and the wild antics of her life on a small ranch in Texas give her fodder for mystery, suspense and humor in her writing. Elle writes gothic, paranormal mystery for the Harlequin Intrigue line and paranormal romantic comedy for Dorchester Publishing. A former manager of computer programming and project management professionals, Elle is happy she now has the opportunity to pursue her writing full time.

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