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Drew – Lighthouse Security Investigations Book 4 by Maryann Jordan


Lighthouse Security Investigations

The Lighthouse SI Keepers were men and women from the SEALs,
Rangers, Special Forces, Deltas, and AF Special Ops.
All having been trained in CIA Special Ops,
the Keepers were the best of the best
and ready to take on any mission.

Drew
Lighthouse Security Investigations Book 4
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Drew…southern boy, former Air Force and CIA Special Ops. Now, he works for Lighthouse Security Investigations as a Keeper. And has his eye on Babs.

Babs Mabrey, also a former CIA Special Ops and the woman who manages the Lighthouse office.

When Babs is injured in the line of duty, the LSI boss sends her on a vacation. Fun in the sun on a Caribbean cruise. But when the cruise from hell is more than she can take, she decides to enjoy the islands on her own. A run in with modern-day pirates puts Babs in danger and on the run.

Drew jumps at the chance to fly to the Caribbean to aid Babs, only to get stranded when a storm hits the island. Finally giving into their mutual attraction, secrets are revealed and love blooms.

But pirates and corrupt police have them running for their lives. Staying one step ahead, they fight back until the other Keepers can come to the rescue.

Note: Language and scenes similar to what you would find in an R-rated movie. For adults only.

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Babs is a slave driver when it comes to reports, but recently she’s helped out on missions, something she said she didn’t want to do. As a result she ended up almost poisoned.

Drew spent a lot of time at the hospital with Babs, the two of them have been flirting from the beginning, but now Drew is stepping up his game. Starting with a visit to her at home after she was discharged.

This is a favorite scene.

“Yo, Flyboy, how’s it hanging?”

Drew, standing at the door to her apartment, dropped his chin to his chest and stared at his boots, a smile spreading across his lips. Her voice was scratchy from the effects of expelling the poison from her system, and just hearing it pissed him off all over again, wishing he had spent a little bit more time making Joseph wish he had never come to the United States. Pushing that down, he looked up at replied, “You ever want to find out, Babs girl, you just let me know.”

She barked out a laugh, and he once again tried to ignore the harsh sound. He stepped into her apartment as she moved back and swung her hand out in silent invitation. She had a water bottle in her hand and took a deep drink, and he assumed she had to keep her throat moist.

“I wanted to come by and check on you earlier, but I figured you’ve been mother-henned by Sylvie, Julie, Marge, and Helena… hell, probably Mace, even though I have a hard time imagining our boss as being a mother hen to anybody.”

“You know it would take more than a little ol’ poison to do me in,” she quipped.

He heard the bravado in her voice but was not sure if he imagined a tremor of nerves running through it as well. Her long hair was pulled back into a braid that fell across her chest. Her complexion was pale, and she had dark circles underneath her eyes. He wanted to reach out and offer her a hug, but hesitated, uncertainty filling him.

As he stepped inside her apartment, he looked around. It was the first time he had been to her house. At first stunned, he quickly realized it was pure Babs. A deep green sofa sat in the living room with its back to the entry foyer, giving her a chance to not only see the TV in the corner but enjoy a fire in the fireplace in the winter and look out the large window that overlooked a small side yard. Two burgundy chairs and mismatched end tables and a coffee table completed the furniture. A built-in bookcase on one side of the fireplace was stuffed with books and knick-knacks.

A small dining room was to the right, a green and yellow tablecloth covering the small table. The only thing matching were the cushions in the dining room chairs. The wooden floors were old and scarred with use, but she had a few rugs on the floor, none matching and the colors vibrant. Wild, crazy, vibrant… just like Babs.

“Thanks for not letting Sylvie call my mom.”

Her words interrupted his perusal of her home, and his gaze snapped back to her. She stood nearby, her gaze on him, but he detected a note of nervousness.

“I told her it was up to you to decide what you do and don’t want to tell them,” he said. One night over drinks, Babs had opened up a little bit about her family. They were not close, and she had no plans to change her life to fit into what they wanted. She did not give him a lot of details, but he was honored she told him that much. Before he had a chance to say more, she surprised him by what she knew.

“Heard you did fifteen rounds with the fucker.”

Startled, he asked, “Who the hell told you that?”

“I make it my business to know everything that goes on with the Keepers,” she said, grinning. After a moment, her smile slid away, and uncertainty moved in as she asked, “What I want to know is why.”

He felt the emotion in the room, heavy like a weight pressing down on them. Shrugging his large shoulders, he replied, “Just felt like a message needed to be conveyed.”

She snorted, and the sound reached inside of him, and he grinned.

“Well, it sounds like a good message to send. I appreciate it,” she said, chuckling deeply.

He loved hearing her laugh but found himself hating the pain he could hear in her voice. He knew she needed to rest, so he moved to the door. “Well, I just wanted to check on you, Babs. But I can tell you need to rest your voice, so I’ll say goodnight.”

Sticking his hand into his pocket, his fingers touched something that he had forgotten about. Pulling out a silver bracelet, he held it out to her and said, “I found something for you. It’s really nothing, but when I saw it, I thought of you.”

Cocking her head to the side, she took the bracelet from his palm, and her eyes grew wide. Hanging on the chain was a single silver charm of an airplane. Her gaze jumped up to his, and her smile lit her face. “Oh, my God, it’s beautiful!”

“I saw it a while back and couldn’t figure out when would be a good time to give it to you. I’m always telling you that flying is the only way to travel, so I thought this would remind you of me.” The heat of blush filled his face, and he turned to place his hand on her doorknob. He hesitated, not sure what else to say. “Um… take it easy, and I’ll see you soon.”

“Hey, Drew,” she said quickly, moving closer. She leaned her head way back to look up into his face.

“Yeah?” he asked, finding his name on her lips to be unfamiliar, so used to the nickname she tossed out.

“Thanks,” she said, her voice softer now, more like a low whisper. “Thanks for coming. For checking on me. For what you did to the asshole.” Holding up the bracelet, she said, “And thanks for this. I’ll treasure it because it will always remind me of you… my Flyboy.”
Maryann Jordan. Drew – ARC copy: Lighthouse Security & Investigations (Kindle Locations 222-262).

I love the banter between these two, the teasing and flirting are so much fun.

After all Babs had been through, Mace and Sylvie decide she needs a great vacation on the company. A cruise was booked and off Babs went, but that turned into the cruise from hell when Babs discovers she gets seasick.

Then there’s Drew who gets antsy with her being gone alone, it was amusing to watch his mind work.

Things get interesting when Babs leaves the cruise and books a resort on the island stop. Drew gets involved and flies down to get her only to find her in a precarious position that has him seething a bit.

So much fun, with action and interesting twists and turns. I couldn’t put this book down as Drew and Babs finally decide to see where these feeling take them.

5 Contented Purrs for Maryann!

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Maryann Jordan

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!

I love to hear from readers, so please email me!


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Sweet Rose – Baytown Boys Book 10 by Maryann Jordan


Sweet Rose
Baytown Boys Book 10
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Jason Boswell had moved to Baytown at the invitation of his Navy buddy to open a garage and tattoo parlor. He never meant to start off on the wrong foot with the beautiful Rose.

Rose Parker wanted to open an ice-cream parlor in Baytown, but life kept handing her one setback after another. And for Jason? It appeared that he managed to get everything he wanted. She hated to be envious, but frustration had her lashing out.

But their attraction could not be denied.

When Rose finally managed to get the space for her Sweet Rose Ice Cream Shop and upstairs apartment…right across the street from Jason’s shops, she made several discoveries…letters from the a former resident and a skeleton in the cellar.

Thrown into a mystery from years ago, it appears someone in town wants to keep secrets buried.

As Jason and Rose’s love blooms, can he keep her safe while she works to discover the truth?

Note: Language and scenes similar to what you would find in an R-rated movie.

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Rose wanted the building Jason won the bid on, it was perfect for her ice cream shop and had the bonus of an apartment above it. It was also the only one in the area she could afford without struggling to be a success.

Jason, bought the entire building for his Garage and Tattoo Studio. Having the two businesses next door to each other and the apartment above was perfect for him. He had no idea Rose wanted the shop and while he felt bad, he had won the bid. On a practical note fumes from the garage would definitely be a downside to ice cream preparation and enjoyment.

Rose is angry and frustrated when she confronts Jason in the space and that quickly leads to a totally different kind of heat. A night neither of them will forget, that ends with Rose leaving before Jason wakes, with only a note in her wake.

Now three years later, Rose is returning to Baytown with the same goal of opening an ice cream shop. This time she is a bit more prepared thanks to the events that occurred during the previous years. She is a bit nervous about seeing Jason again, after all she did disappear. The perfect property is directly across from Jason’s garage, she’d have to see him sooner or later.

It was Jason who initiated that first meeting after totally misunderstanding a situation.

This is a favorite scene.

Rounding the corner at the intersection where his garage was across the street, he headed directly to Rose’s shop. With the paper covering the windows, he could not see in but could tell there was a light on inside. He knocked on the door then pressed his ear to the glass. He could hear music in the distance and wondered if she was working toward the back of the shop. Knocking loudly, he still received no response.

Shoving his hands in his pockets, he hesitated before walking away, the strong urge to see her overshadowing everything else. He walked to the end of the short block, down a side street, to the back alley. It only took him a moment to come to her door, surprised to find it standing open.

Knocking again, he called out, but with the music louder now, he knew she would not be able to hear him. He stepped through the door, passing an office and small bathroom. The music was coming from the main room, but a slight noise had him turn and peek inside a large storage closet, just as he called out, “Rose!”

Rose had one flip-flop covered foot standing on the top of a small stepladder and the other foot on one of the shelves in the room as she leaned precariously far to the side, a wet rag in her hand. At the sound of his voice, she startled, her foot kicking the ladder over before scrambling to find purchase on the shelving.

Rushing forward, he snagged her body as she started to fall, catching her in mid-squeak as a dirty, wet rag slapped up against the side of his head.

She started to flail about, but he held her easily, saying, “Rose, Rose. It’s me.”

She stilled, and he shifted her body so that she was now facing him, his arms banded about her middle, and her feet dangled off the floor. Her eyes widened, and she gasped. “Jason? Oh, my God, you scared me to death. What are you doing here?”

He knew he should set her feet on the ground, but the feel of her in his arms was so nice, he held on to her for another moment. Of course, the wet rag near his face cut into the pleasure of the moment. Glancing to the side, he said, “Uh, do you mind getting rid of that?”

The rag landed on the floor with a splat, and she gushed, “I’m so sorry.” As if just realizing that her feet were dangling off the floor, she wiggled and added, “You can put me down now. I’ll get a paper towel for you.”

He set her down slowly, and as soon as his arms left her body, she rushed from the closet and into the small bathroom. She returned with a roll of paper towels, ripping off several, and immediately began wiping off the side of his face, hair, and beard.

She stepped back, the wad of paper towels in her hand, and her face scrunched before her eyes landed back on his. “Oh, Jason. I’m not sure I made it any better. I am so sorry.”

He stared at her carefully, noting she was no longer wearing the pink bandanna on her hair, but her blonde locks were still pulled up in a messy bun. She was still wearing the large overalls, a light blue T-shirt underneath. Flip-flops were on her feet, her pink-painted toenails visible. Her hands were dirty. Her feet were dirty. And her face was completely smudged with dirt as well. His assessment from earlier still stood. Completely ridiculous and utterly adorable.

He realized he had not said anything when she was staring up at him with a scrunched nose and questioning gaze. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. Shrugging, he chuckled. “Most days I’m either buried in grease or ink, so a little dirt isn’t going to hurt me.”

His heart lightened as her smile widened, thrilled to discover that she did not appear to be upset at seeing him again.

“So… um… what are you doing here?” she asked.

“I’ve wanted to come by, but… well, I wasn’t sure when would be a good time,” he lied.

“I kept thinking I would see you around town sometime during the last couple of weeks, but except for glances at a distance, I didn’t.”

Jamming his fingers into his front pockets, he shrugged and said, “I’ve been pretty busy, I guess.”

Her hands fiddled with the clutched paper towels as she stared up at him. “I should have come by, but after the last time we were together, I wasn’t sure how you felt about me just popping around to say hello.” He remembered how guileless she was, and his hands slid from his pockets as he reached toward her shoulders, the desire to touch her as well as comfort her overwhelming. “Oh, Rose, you never have to worry about that.” He shook his head and winced slightly, saying, “I admit it was a little hit to my ego when you were gone the next day, but we both agreed it was just for the—”

Her hand flew up, landing over his mouth, halting his words. “No!” she all but shouted, her eyes wide as she shook her head back and forth.

Not daring to speak considering the hand over his mouth still held a damp paper towel, he lifted his brows in surprise.

“Oh, my goodness! I’m so sorry!” Her hand jerked back down, and he watched as pink blush infused her cheeks. Sighing heavily, she shook her head and admitted, “Sometimes I think I’m such a disaster.” Her gaze shifted to somewhere behind him, out into the open area, and she stepped back. Sucking in a deep breath, she lifted her gaze back to his and said, “Would you like to see my store?”

Chagrined that he had brought up the night they spent together, he understood her desire to change the subject. For a few seconds, he wondered if her offer to show him around was sincere, but as he gazed down at her, he saw a spark of excitement in her eyes again and wanted to keep that expression on her face. “Absolutely,” he confirmed. “I’d love to see what you’re going to do here.”
Maryann Jordan. Sweet Rose – ARC copy: Baytown Boys (Kindle Locations 783-826).

While the chemistry is definitely there, they don’t jump in quite as fast. Well they do but there is a lot more conversation first.

A startling discovery almost messes up Rose’s plans, but since it only involves the cellar and an event from years ago, she’s allowed to continue with the renovations and opening plans.

I love the way these two begin the romance that will be more than a one-night thing. The interactions with her mother bring sniffles and all the Baytown Boys and their wives and girlfriends lend helping hands.

Plenty of suspense, many surprises, a lot of love and some sizzling heat. I laughed, sniffled, held my breath and sighed as this book unfolds.

I can’t wait for the next book in this series.

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Maryann Jordan

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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Asher – Heroes at Heart Book 6 by Maryann Jordan



Asher
Heroes at Heart Book 6
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Two outcasts shared a friendship in childhood, but for Asher Swain, his memories were tortured by an accident that claimed his only friend.

Years later, he met a woman reading as she sat by a pond in a park. The two strangers began a friendship over a love of literature that developed into love for each other.

But, when Asher realized they shared a past as well as their present, he kept his secret, afraid for Penelope to find out who he really was.

When the truth is revealed, will they be ripped apart or will their love make them stronger?

Loosely based on the fairy tale, The Ugly Duckling.

Language and sexual situations similar to what you would find in an R-rated movie.

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This book truly tugged at my heartstrings and I love how this series interprets a fairy tale in each book. This one begins as two children find acceptance and friendship in each other, and are separated by circumstances that were out of their control.

Asher has built himself a small real estate empire. He buys older homes renovates and updates then rents them out. He also has one small apartment building not too much for one man to handle. One of the biggest things he’s done is bought a building, renovated it and gifted it to be a homeless shelter, he remembers staying in one before his mother moved in with Tim, the man who caused he so much pain.

Penelope is a bookkeeper for a small real estate firm, she’s looking forward to the retirement of the current office manager, sure she will get the promotion and the raise. One of Penny’s favorite things to do is read in the park by the pond before heading home from work. She has a different sort of story, all related to a childhood accident and the attitudes of others.

It’s while Asher is on a run in that park, he first meets up with Penelope. An avid reader, he is attracted not only to the woman, but the fact she is reading a hard copy book, one of the classics.

This is a favorite scene.

As he rounded the edge of the pond, his step faltered as a small pebble in his shoe caused him to wince. Wondering if he could keep going, his gaze snagged on a bench with a lone woman sitting on one side. Taking advantage of the space, he ran past her and sat at the far end.

Untying his left shoe, he pulled it off and shook out the pebble. He rubbed the bottom of his foot, grunting slightly as his thumb dug into the bruise.

“That must have been painful,” came a soft voice from the other end of the bench.

Leaning against the back of the bench, he twisted his head and observed her looking at him, a shy smile on her face before her gaze dropped back to the book in her lap. Her dark hair hung in a sleek sheet to just below her shoulders, and as she leaned forward, it created an effective curtain to hide her face. Before she had looked back down at her book, he had spied dark eyes. It was a warm day, but she was dressed in jeans with a light sweater. Her build was slight, her delicate hand resting on the open pages of the book. She kept her head down, and he found a strange longing to have her speak to him again.

“It was,” he agreed, wondering what he was doing. Striking up a conversation with a complete stranger was something he usually avoided. “I can keep running through a muscle spasm or a cramp, but a rock in my shoe is impossible to ignore.”

She twisted her head back around to look at him, giving him a better view. Her face had a healthy glow, kissed by the sun as though perhaps she often came to the park. It did not appear that she wore makeup, other than a pink lip gloss. Her eyes were dark brown, and he found it unusual that he would even notice. Her hair was not wavy but appeared like strands of silk hanging about her shoulders. She reached up and tucked the strands behind her ear, saying, “I’m sure it is.”

It took him a few seconds to think about her reply, forgetting what he had said to her. Feeling foolish, he gave a quick nod and looked back down to his shoe. Sliding his foot in, he bent over, tying the laces.

“You must run often,” she said.

“It’s more comfortable to run in shoes that are broken in,” he replied, staring down at his worn, scruffy, favorite pair of running shoes. The thought crossed his mind that she might have been making fun of them, but when he twisted his head to look at her again, her face still held a gentle smile.

“I’m afraid I wouldn’t know anything about running shoes,” she said. “I just meant that you look like… well,” she laughed softly before continuing, “you look like a runner.”

“Oh,” he said, sitting up and looking back at her. A blush crept over his cheeks, and he felt his ears burning. Old habits die hard, but he was embarrassed that he had assumed she was making fun of his shoes. Hoping the shade of the tree nearby hid what he was sure were pink-tinged ears, he struggled to think of something to say. He mumbled, “Yeah. I like to run.” At that moment he wished he had Rafe’s or Jaxon’s easy conversational skills.

Grasping for something to say, his gaze dropped to the book in her lap. “I guess you like to read,” he said then blushed deeper. You like to read? That’s the best I can come up with?

He placed his hands on the bench beside his thighs, ready to jump up and continue his run, when she said, “Yes. I love to read. I especially like to read paperback or hardback books, even though I have an e-reader.”

“Me, too,” he admitted, relaxing his hands so that he could lean back against the bench again. “I’ll sometimes read on my phone if I’m waiting somewhere, but when I’m at home, I prefer the feel of the book in my hands.” Her smile widened, and he relaxed slightly. Dipping his chin toward her book, he asked, “What are you reading?”

Now it was her turn to blush, and he found the becoming pink on her cheeks matched the pink lip gloss she was wearing. Ducking her head, she closed the book and turned the cover so that he would be able to see what was in her hands. Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice. “I’ve read it so many times,” she confessed, “but each time I find a new passage that seems to speak to me.”

Without thinking, he blurted, “’ When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.’”

She laughed out loud, her eyes seeming to sparkle with the reflection of the sun off the pond. “I can’t believe you know that! I think my only response can be, ‘I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book!’”

A chuckle rumbled from deep inside, and he smiled in return. “I suppose I should be embarrassed that I can quote from Pride and Prejudice.”

She shook her head emphatically and said, “Absolutely not. There is nothing embarrassing about reading a book, especially not a classic. I think there’s so much that we can learn from the words of others.” Cocking her head to the side, she added, “But while it’s not embarrassing, it is uncommon to find a man who can quote any book.”
Maryann Jordan. Asher – ARC copy – Not for sale or distribution: Heroes at Heart (Kindle Locations 592-630).

This little conversation about Pride and Prejudice has all the elements for a great friendship, only thing is he forgets to introduce himself and get her name.

There’s a lot of healing for both Penny and Asher in this book, but it doesn’t come easy especially when he realizes she is his Penny from all those years ago.

I love seeing all the guys and Miss Ethel is a gem. The family they’ve formed definitely has room to add in the women these men have found.

I laughed and cried, and I may have growled a time or two as well. Once again this series has provided me with an uplifting story to read with just the right amount of heat.

5 Contented Purrs for Maryann!

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Maryann Jordan

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!

I love to hear from readers, so please email me!


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Walker – Lighthouse Security Investigations Book 3 By Maryann Jordan



Walker
Lighthouse Security Investigations Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Lighthouse Security Investigations

The Lighthouse SI Keepers were men and women from the SEALs, Rangers, Special Forces, Deltas, and AF Special Ops. All having been trained in CIA Special Ops, the Keepers were the best of the best and ready to take on any mission.

Julie Baxter, chaperone to three teenage girls to the Mayan ruins in Mexico was having the vacation of a lifetime. Everything was perfect until an earthquake shattered their world. Now, stuck with no way to get out, they needed a rescuer. Good thing one of the girl’s father was a Senator who knew just who to call.

James Walker, a former SEAL & CIA Special Ops and now a Keeper for Lighthouse Security, was known for quick analysis of missions gone awry. He and another Keeper flew to Mexico for the simple pick-up of the four stranded women.

One thing after another goes wrong and he finds himself hiding in a Mayan temple with the beautiful Julie after his fellow Keeper is able to get the teens home safely.

On the run, they discover love among the ruins in the tropical paradise but when danger follows her back to the States, can he keep her safe once again? And, will they have a chance at a happily ever after?

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

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James Walker was a Navy SEAL, he joined Lighthouse Security Investigations after being medically discharged. He possesses a unique ability to know when something’s going to happen. At least that’s how it seems when he is startled awake for no apparent reason.

Julie Baxter is the chaperone for three young women from Florida, Tiffany, a Senator’s daughter, and her friends Andrea and Jackie. They are touring the Mayan ruins in Mexico with a very knowledgeable and amiable guide, Hernando.

I really loved the descriptions of these ruins, they have been on my must see list for a very long time. I felt like I was climbing the pyramids with them. It was a delightful time until the earthquake hit and threw everything into chaos.

Tiffany’s father calls in LSI, Drew and Walker are set to go. Unfortunately the helicopter they procure isn’t big enough for everyone. It’s decided that Walker would stay behind with Julie.

This is a favorite scene.

Stay where he puts me? Who does he think I am? A dog? Julie seethed all the way down the steps of the temple, and when she reached the bottom, she plopped down on the hard stone. Practicality set in, and she had no idea where they would go or how they would get there. While the area surrounding the temples Chichén Itzá had been cleared of the jungle, it was still all around.

Suddenly very tired, she leaned forward, propping her elbows on her knees and her hands on her cheeks. She could not hear his footsteps but felt the electricity in the air as Walker came nearer.

He sat down next to her, his hard thigh pressing against hers. That slight gesture should have offended her, but instead, the warmth exuding from his body felt comforting. Sighing, she lifted her head and twisted to look at him. “So, what do we do?”

His lips curved slightly, and he shook his head.

“What?” she asked, her voice sharper than she intended. His grin widened, and his blue eyes held her captive. Swallowing audibly, she sucked in her lips, wondering what fatigue was doing to her.

“You just surprise me,” he said. “That’s all.”

Her head tilted in question, but instead of explaining more, he continued, “So… next? I’m going to slip over to the resort and obtain transportation.”

Blinking, her mouth dropped open. “We’re going back to where the looters are? We’re going to get transportation? How on earth are we going to do that?” Her voice rose with each word, and she shifted slightly away so that she could twist her body to face him, instantly missing the contact of their legs pressed together.

“I didn’t say we.”

“What?”

Speaking slowly, he repeated, “I didn’t say we. I said I was going to go to the resort and obtain transportation.”

“You? As in you by yourself?”

Chuckling, he replied, “That’s generally what I means.”

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, “Are you trying to piss me off?”

“No, ma’am. I’m telling you what my plan is. You’ll stay here, out of sight, and I’ll get to the resort, find something suitable, and bring it here for you. We’ll then take back roads and get the fuck outta here.”

Looking down at her clasped hands, she tried to still her racing thoughts. The idea of staying at the ruins by herself held no appeal, but uncertainty at how he did his job put her at a disadvantage.

“Hey,” he said, giving her a slight shoulder bump. “You’ll be fine here. Go back up to the top, stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

Barely whispering, she asked, “What do I do if you don’t come back?”

He placed his hand on her shoulder, giving it a little squeeze, and the tingle she had felt earlier returned. When Drew had placed his hand on her shoulder, she had felt nothing. Refusing to think on that, she looked up into his face again.

His icy blue eyes were now warm, and she sucked in a deep breath.

“I promise I’ll be back, quicker than you’ll realize. But you’ve also got Drew’s number if you need to reach him.”

She let out a breath and stood. “Okay. I have no choice but to trust you.”

“And do you?” he asked, his gaze roving over her face.

She remained quiet for a moment before lifting her chin. “Yes. I do.” Shoulders hunched, she added, “I don’t really have a choice.”

“I can accept that, Julie,” he said. “You don’t know me. You don’t know the kind of job I do. You don’t know the kind of man I am. But you will.”

He held her gaze, and his penetrating eyes stared deep inside of her, soothing the jagged edges of her fears. Somehow, she felt as though this man would do anything, go to any lengths to keep her safe.

“Okay,” she whispered, not able to come up with another response. If his smile was any indication, it was the only response he needed.
Maryann Jordan. Walker – ARC copy – not for sale or distribution (Kindle Locations 1006-1037).

Staying ahead of cartel and looters isn’t easy and these two have some interesting nights as they travel through the jungle. With beautiful scenery and more ruins, the heat between them kicks up a notch or three.

More changes, more twists and even more excitement back home. I really can’t wait for the next book in this series. I really love all these characters.

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Maryann Jordan

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!

I love to hear from readers, so please email me!


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Guarding Your Heart – Baytown Boys Book by Maryann Jordan



Guarding Your Heart
Baytown Boys Book 9
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Sophie Bayles was devastated by grief when her beloved brother, a soldier, had been killed in action when she was a teenager. Guarding her heart, she left Baytown and the boy she had loved…her brother’s best friend.

Callan Ward lucked out when he was assigned to the Coast Guard station in his hometown of Baytown. Back with the Baytown Boys and his family, the desire to leave again was no longer what he wanted. There was only one thing missing…Sophie. The girl who left, finding the memories in Baytown too painful.

Ten years after she left, Sophie is older, wiser, missing home, and jumps at the chance to return to Baytown for a temporary job. Reconnecting with the man she rejected after her brother’s funeral was not on her agenda, but she discovered that in trying to guard her heart, she had only cut herself off from true love.

As she and Callan grow closer, discovering their feelings had not changed, she stumbles into suspicious activity near her work.

Having promised to guard her heart, Callan and his friends work to make sure Sophie is safe before someone decides to quiet her permanently.

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

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In this book we delve into the past. We heard about Phillip, he’s the only Baytown Boy that didn’t come home from the war. Right there has me tearing up. Sophie is his sister and Callen his best-friend and their neighbor.

We get to see the relationship between the three of them, but most important the one between Callen and Sophie. She fell in love with him as a child, when a simple act of kindness set their bond.

Phillip’s death impacted everyone, but it totally broke Sophie and she in turn broke the relationship between her and Callen. Her reasoning was only to guard her heart from more pain.

This is a favorite scene, oh the tears.

Their houses were only a few blocks from the town pier, and they walked silently out to the end. Leaning her elbows on the rail, she sucked in a deep breath of salty air and closed her eyes to the setting sun.

“I can’t imagine this place without him,” she said, her words barely heard over the breeze. “Not just my house, but every part of this town has Philip imprinted on it.”

“I know,” Callan agreed, his arms on the railing, touching hers.

They fell into another silence, both seemingly lost in their thoughts. The warmth of his arm began to seep into her, and just as she opened her mouth to tell him how glad she was that he was here, he spoke suddenly.

“I leave tomorrow.”

Her head jerked around, and she asked, “Back to base?” His silence stretched, and renewed fear begin to claw at her heart. “What? What aren’t you telling me?”

“I’m being deployed,” he said, turning to face her, his hands on her shoulders. “I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want you to worry. But we’re being called up under the Department of Navy.”

Her mouth opened, but the words halted in her throat.

“There are a lot of oil rigs in the water of the Middle East,” he began. “I can’t tell you much, but we’re needed to help protect that.”

The fear in her heart began pounding, but she could barely feel it over the roar in her ears. “You’re going over there? You’re going to be in danger?”

“It was always a risk, Sophie,” he said, anguish in his voice. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I wanted you to know. I wanted us to—”

She stepped backward, out of his reach, her head moving slowly back and forth as she whispered, “No. I can’t do this… not again. I can’t risk this… not again. I’m sorry… I’ve got to guard my heart.”

Callan followed Sophie, keeping his eyes on her until he was sure she made it home safely. Oh, Sophie… I would have guarded your heart. He walked into his house, hugged both of his parents and went upstairs to his room. His heart was splintered with grief for his best friend and agony for his best friend’s sister, the girl he knew he loved… and now, would never have.
Maryann Jordan. ARC for Guarding Your Heart: Not for sale, sharing, or distribution (Kindle Locations 406-427).

Sophie left Baytown too, for college and then stayed away for work. An opportunity that becomes spoiled by a co-worker and her bosses reactions.

Striking out on her own an opportunity arises that she can’t turn down and also has her returning to Baytown.

Callen has been stationed in Baytown for quite a while and enjoys being close to home, with his friends settling down he finds himself in a dilemma as his enlistment is nearing the end. Re-up or retire.

I did a lot of tearing up in this book, this story tugs the heart-strings with memories and reunions. Of course there’s plenty of intrigue that Sophie manages to stumble onto.

Intrigue, action, romance, tears and simmer to sizzle heat, make this a must read.

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Maryann Jordan

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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Jayden: Heroes at Heart Book 5 By Maryann Jordan



Jayden
Heroes At Heart Book 5
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Jayden Chapman may have always been the quieter twin, but deep inside lay the heart of a protector.

When he came upon a young woman stranded on the side of the road, he recognized her as someone he had seen before…and not been able to help. Determined to not let history repeat itself, he befriended her, as well as took care of her car.

Ruby Mantle had worked hard for years, just to pay the bills and take care of her grandmother. The weight of the world was on her shoulders and she was wary of the large man who came to rescue her. But, soon, she learned that Jayden was determined to help her in any way that he could.

Allowing love to bloom as their friendship grew, life began looking up for them. But, then a problem from her past reared its ugly head, and Jayden stepped in to protect her once more.

Loosely based on Little Red Riding Hood.

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

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I love these fairy-tale based stories by Maryann. Definitely a different twist. I also love the fact that she delves into the originals as well as the revised versions of these tales.

In this one, Jayden finds frustration as well as love when he takes a different route home from dinner at Aunt Ethel’s.

Ruby is trying to mow the lawn at her grandmother’s in preparation for her return home from rehab, unfortunately the lawn mower isn’t cooperating.

Jayden sees her struggling, her red hooded jacket had caught his eye. When he stops to see if he can assist, he is surprised. This wasn’t a child as he first thought, but a beautiful woman. Unfortunately he has to back away when a man appears in the doorway. He doesn’t want to make things worse for this woman.

However fate does smile on him when he encounters this woman again.

This is a favorite scene.

Bringing his thoughts back to the ride, he left the country road and moved onto a slightly busier road heading back into town. The traffic was not heavy, but he was forced to go a little slower. Up ahead, he could see cars slowing as they moved around a vehicle that had pulled to the side of the road, their lights flashing, indicating a problem.

Not one fucker is stopping to help, he grumbled to himself, flipping on his blinker and moving to the shoulder. The sight of an oversized, red hoodie grabbed his attention. His breath caught in his throat as the driver who had been standing to the side of the immobile car turned and faced him. Ruby! Her wide, blue eyes stared at him, and this time he saw a flash of confusion as she tilted her head to the side, her mouth open slightly.

Swinging his leg over his bike, he pulled his helmet off, his hair curling about his shoulders. Walking over, he could not deny the sense of pleasure he felt at seeing her again.

“What’s the trouble?” he asked, observing her cross her arms in front of her tightly. Recognizing the defensive posture, he stopped several feet away from her.

“I don’t know,” she replied, her voice as soft as he remembered. She glanced back toward her car and said, “It’s been running a little funny for a long time, but I was hoping that it would keep going a bit longer.”

“May I take a look?”

She sucked in her lips, then nodded her reply.

He walked around her, making sure to not pass too closely, opened the hood and peered inside. It only took a few minutes to determine that the repair would not be something quick he could fix on the side of the road. She had edged closer to him and was now standing at his side, looking at the engine, as well. He glanced down, observing her hand resting on the metal of the frame. Her wrists were thin and her fingers delicate. She was just as tiny as he remembered.

“I’m embarrassed to say I don’t know anything about cars,” she said, her eyes moving from the engine up to his. “I just always stick the key in the ignition and pray that it starts and gets me where I need to go.”

He smiled as light pink dusted her cheeks. “Don’t be embarrassed. That’s a lot more common than you think. But you’re in luck because I’m a mechanic.”

Her eyes widened, and the shy smile she offered warmed his heart. “Seriously?”

Pleasure shot through him at her beautiful smile directed at him, and he nodded. “Yeah.” He reached for his wallet and pulled out a business card, handing it to her. “That’s me, Jayden. Jayden Chapman.”

She stared at the card in her hand, studying it before looking back up. “I’m Ruby. Ruby Mantle.”

“I’m pleased to meet you, Ruby. And even though I own a mechanic shop, I don’t actually advise that people ignore their cars. I’d rather see people take care of their automobiles and know what they need to do so that they don’t end up stranded on the side of the road.”

She glanced around at the traffic passing by, her brow lowered as her lips thinned into a grimace. He had not meant to lose her smile but did want her to realize she had put herself in a precarious situation. “Hey, but don’t worry. I’ll call for one of my men to bring out a tow truck, and we’ll you get you back to the shop.”

“Oh… um… okay.” Worry lines appeared on her brow, and her mouth tightened even more.

He felt concern rolling off her and rushed to say, “Don’t worry about the cost. You didn’t call for our service. I came across you and volunteered. So that means we’ll tow you for free.” He hoped his offer would work, but her eyes pinned him to the spot.

“I know that can’t possibly be true,” she said, shaking her head. She bit her lip and glanced back down to the car engine. Finally, heaving a sigh, she nodded. “I don’t want to be towed for free, but I know I’m in a pickle. I’ve got to get back to town to check on my grandmother, and I’ve got to get my car fixed. If I can’t get to work, I can’t get paid.”

Relief flooded him that she was going to allow him to help.
Maryann Jordan. Jayden: Heroes at Heart (Kindle Locations 580-612).

Jayden really has to work at getting Ruby’s trust. She has been let down in many ways by the only boyfriend she’s had. Plus he has to prove to her that his help comes without strings.

Ruby’s grandmother is a wise woman, and it’s her influence that allows Ruby to accept the help she needs.

A heartfelt story with plenty of emotion, love and just enough sizzle to the relationship.

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Maryann Jordan

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!

I love to hear from readers, so please email me!


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SEAL Together – Silver SEALs Book 2 By Maryann Jordan



Welcome to Silver SEALs!
The New Wave From The Suspense Sisters!

Retired silver fox US Navy SEAL Commanders who sign on with the Department of Homeland Security to lead missions to protect the homeland.

SEAL Together
Silver SEALs Book 2
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Love had never worked out for US Navy SEAL Commander Eric Lopez during his twenty-five years of active duty. Now, with a forced medical retirement, he was bored…and still alone. When asked to work for a DHS Secret Division Command, he jumped at the chance.

Dr. Lydia Hughes, a veterinarian at the new National Bio and Agro-defense Facility in Kansas, had been a widow for years. She spent more time with the animals she was in charge of than looking for a man. Meeting Eric knocked her on her ass…literally.

A contingency of foreign scientists and journalists will be visiting the facility and the cyber security chatter is that someone there will be threatening the facility.

Her workplace is embroiled in controversy and with his background in biology, Eric is the perfect choice to go in to assess the situation as part of the foreign delegation, never expecting to fall for a beautiful veterinarian.

Lydia takes a chance on love again with a man she thinks is a journalist. But, just her luck, she ends up in the hands of kidnappers who have mistaken her for a lead scientist.

Eric pulls together a team and they race to find Lydia before the kidnappers discover they have the wrong person and dispose of her. Saving her life is his mission. Falling for the beautiful doctor became the unexpected reward.

**Scenes in the book are similar to what you would find in an “R” rated movie. Intended for readers 18+.**

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One of things I really liked about this book is that Erick Lopez didn’t have to change his name for his mission. He portrays himself as a journalist so he really didn’t have to lie to very much to Lydia as they got to know each other.

While the way Lydia and Eric meet was oh so very good, their second meeting was the one that I loved more.

This was a favorite scene.

He watched as the tall, dark-haired veterinarian walked forward, an easy manner about him. Calling for the group to follow him, the affable young man turned and led them down the hall he had come from. “Nice to meet you, Dr. Hughes,” Eric said, as they fell in step, the other journalists right behind.

“Oh, I’m not Dr. Hughes. I’m Jim, Dr. Hughes’ intern. I was called to escort you to our work area. We are down a person today, so Dr. Hughes is incredibly busy.” As though concerned his words had sounded unfriendly, Jim rushed to add, “You’re really lucky to have the chance to meet her. She’s an excellent veterinarian and dedicated this organization. She’s very knowledgeable about porcine.”

“Young and fresh out of veterinary medical school?” Egor asked, an edge to his harsh voice.

Eric caught the disdain in Egor’s question and glanced to the side to see what Jim’s response would be.

Jim’s eyes narrowed, as he replied, “Dr. Hughes is not fresh out of veterinary school. She practiced in the field for a number of years before joining the NBAF.”

As they walked down the hall, Jim’s voice lowered just for Eric’s ears. “If he acts like a jackass around her, I might be tempted to take him out behind the woodshed.”

Eric held back his grin, but admired Jim’s loyalty. “Have you worked with her long?”

“No, she came on board when the facility opened, and I’ve only been her intern for about two months. I wasn’t kidding when I said she was a good veterinarian, but she’s also just a really nice person. She was widowed years ago and raised her daughter, who’s now in college, on her own, all while finishing her degrees. She’s one of those people who can handle whatever is thrown at her. We were just told a couple of days ago that she would be working with you guys, but she jumped in, ready to do her part.”

They moved through several sets of doors, down long halls twisting and turning as they approached the back side of the facility. Jim raised his voice to address the whole group as he said, “We have a number of veterinarians on staff to take care of the animals that we have here. It’s my understanding that your focus on our facility is specifically dealing with the outbreak of African Swine Fever. You’ll be spending the next day with the pigs.” With that introduction, Jim pushed through the next set of doors and the group walked in.

Finding himself standing in a large room housing multiple pens, Eric jolted at the sudden cacophony of pigs grunting and squealing, as well as the odor of straw, dirt, feed, and only a hint of fecal matter. A woman wearing navy scrubs, with her feet jammed in muddy, rubber boots, was standing with her back to them, a hose in her hand as she filled a water trough.

Eric was further shocked at the size of the pigs in the pen that she was in. Jesus, I thought they were little piglets. A large pig bumped into the woman, and her feet slipped on the wet floor. Too far away to assist, he watched as she fell to her ass. Scrambling, she jumped up, planted her hands on her now wet hips. Looking down, she fussed at the pig.

“Dr. Hughes!” Jim yelled.

The woman looked up, and he was surprised yet again, even more so than from the sound and the smells in the room. The woman whose ass was now covered in wet mud, was none other than his Lydia. The instant her gaze landed on him, her smile dropped from her face, and her eyes widened in shock. He started to smile, but her eyes quickly narrowed, and she glared.

What the fuck?
Maryann Jordan. SEAL Together – ARC copy: Silver SEALs (Kindle Locations 868-895).

Indeed Eric has some explaining to do he just doesn’t know why. I loved the interaction between them as Eric collects the information he needs for NSA. His information specialist Chris had me giggling more than once.

It was also fun to see folks from other Maryann Jordan books, Mace and Rank from Lighthouse Security, Bart from Saints Protection and even Logan from Sleeper SEALs become part of Eric’s team in the pursuit of the bad guys.

Plenty of intrigue, action and heat surround this story, making it my favorite so far.

I can’t wait to read the next one.

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Maryann Jordan

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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