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Blake – Lighthouse Security Investigations Book 5 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.

Blake
Lighthouse Security Investigations Book 5
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Blake…

Former Delta and adventure lover was stuck on a boring, bodyguard mission for an academic at a conference in French Guiana. The only thing holding his attention was the beautiful interpreter he noticed in the balcony and at the hotel.

Sara…

An American interpreter assigned to the economic conference, found the handsome bodyguard to be much more interesting than the topic she was interpreting.

They shared a night of passion and were prepared to say goodbye…until Blake watched her kidnapped from a shop the next morning.

With the aid of the French Guiana Police and the other Keepers from Lighthouse Security, Blake’s routine mission became anything but boring and the Amazon rainforest was no hiding place for the men who dared to take Sara.

As they made their escape up the Lawa River, Blake found that Sara was much more than just a rescue mission. But would their love survive the return to their lives back in America? When she is threatened again, Blake vows to keep her safe at all costs.

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

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Blake had just returned from a mission, a rather boring one and he really wanted something with a bit more action. Unfortunately he was assigned as security to a man attending an economics summit in Guiana. A man with no threats against him, just a fear of being in a foreign country.

He settles in somewhat with Stanley, but really didn’t see the point in traveling if you weren’t going to do some site-seeing and sample some local cuisine.

Blake notices one of the translators, her hair is what caught his eye, but she was magnificent in all ways. Unfortunately he thinks he’s missed his chance with her only to have her return to the bar where he was enjoying a drink alone on the last day.

Sara and Blake share an explosive evening, one that has him waking alone. He does however get the opportunity to see her at breakfast after Stanley heads to a lobby shop to get gifts for family.

He intends to catch up with Stanley and does when Sara expresses a desire to purchase a scarf she saw earlier, a sort of tradition started by her mother.

Then the fun begins.

This is a favorite scene.

He had only taken two steps toward Sara when a squeak of fear sounded from the other side of the shop. His gaze jerked over, landing on three masked men who had entered, each holding a gun.

Instantly assessing, he watched as two of them headed straight to the jewelry counter and the third positioned himself where he could keep his eyes on the whole shop. The older man held his arm out, trying to shield his wife. The pregnant woman was standing closest to Sara, and with his peripheral vision, he could see that Sara moved slightly in front of her, offering whatever protection she could. Stanley, still at the jewelry counter, began babbling.

“Oh, my God, you’ve got guns! I don’t know anything! I don’t have anything!”

One of the men shoved Stanley out of the way and began speaking in rapid-fire words, but Blake was not sure what language it was. He thought it was French, and the store clerk appeared to understand the language, or at least understand what the gun pointed toward him meant. The clerk took the cloth bag in his shaking hands and began filling it with the diamond jewelry.

Blake had a holstered gun underneath his jacket but knew he could not get to it safely without risking the other customers. Fuck, if it was just me, I could take all three out. The thieves were of slight build and less than six feet tall. The one holding the bag for the salesclerk was sweating profusely, and Blake would have bet this was his first robbery. The one next to him appeared twitchy, his nerves showing. Blake slid his eyes back to the one watching the customers. He’s the fuckin’ leader. Even with a black bandanna tight across the lower half of his face, it was easy to see the man was not sweating, and his eyes were clear and sharp.

Blake glanced down at Stanley, who was cowering on the floor. My job is to keep my mission safe. A slight movement caught his eye, and he glanced back to Sara, who had managed to slide completely in front of the pregnant woman, her arms out slightly from her sides offering more protection. Admiration along with fear for her moved through his mind.

The salesclerk made quick work of filling the bag with jewelry, and the two thieves stepped back to the one eyeing the group.

Blake breathed steadily. Okay, you got what you came for. Now just leave. Nice and easy.

The leader stepped closer to Sara, lifted the butt of his gun, and ran it along her cheek. “Belle,” he said.

Lips pinched, she whimpered slightly, and Blake’s fingers twitched at his side, desperate to take the man down. The leader reached his hand out, clamped it around Sara’s upper arm and jerked her forward.

Blake held his body in check, memorizing everything he could. The man had a small scar over his left eyebrow. He was only about five feet-eight inches tall, and as he swung Sara around in front of him, Blake could see a tattoo on the back of the man’s wrist.

The leader stepped toward the outside door, Sara’s arm still firmly in his grasp as he dragged her along.

“No!” she cried, attempting to dig her heels in. The leader had his gun pointed straight to her face, but that did not seem to stop her. When he swung the weapon toward the pregnant woman, Sara gasped, eyes wide.

Blake watched the instant realization hit her, and she stopped struggling. Her gaze swung around to him just as the men pushed through the door leading to the street. Wide-eyed. Terrified. Gaze boring straight into his.

Whirling, he shouted to the clerk, “Call the police!” To Stanley, still on the floor, he shouted, “Stay where you are!”

He rushed to the door, observing the thieves running down the sidewalk toward the beach, Sara still clutched by the arm, stumbling along. Unable to get a clear shot as they weaved amongst early hotel guests heading to the pool, he raced after them.

At first, he assumed they would make their getaway from the hotel’s parking lot, but instead, they continued down the path, past the swimming pool, toward the beach. Fear clutched his heart as he thought of a water escape, and he sped after them, the adrenaline pumping through his body giving him even greater speed.

In the distance, through the palm trees, he spied a small motorboat just offshore. The first two thieves raced into the water, their leader lagging behind as he continued to drag Sara along.

Lining up his shot, Blake halted as the leader whirled around, clutching Sara in front of his body with his own weapon pressed against her temple.

The man called out, “You shoot. She dead.”

Blake knew that he could easily take out the two men in the motorboat, but he did not have a clear shot at the leader holding Sara. Hotel guests began screaming and racing around at the sight of men with guns, some running through his line of fire. Moving steadily forward as the leader backed away, he was determined to take down the man that dared to point a gun at Sara.

Ignoring the footsteps he heard coming from behind him, he was soon surrounded by French Guiana police, some with their guns pointed toward the thieves and others with their weapons trained on him.

“Pose ton arme!” came the shout.

“American,” he called out, his gun still aimed at the leader, who was now dragging Sara into the water.

“Put down weapon!” one of the policemen shouted.

“There are the thieves! They’ve got a hostage!” he retorted, his weapon still held on the boat, cursing that he could not get the right shot.

Several of the policemen fired their weapons toward the boat, and Blake shouted, “Stop! They’ve got a hostage!”

“Arrêtez-vous!” the policeman speaking broken English shouted. “La femme est un otage!”

Blake could only assume the policemen grasped the situation, but by this time, the leader had dragged Sara through the water, lifted her into the boat from the back side where he was protected from their weapons, and climbed aboard. The engine started, and the boat turned, heading toward the west.

Over the waves, he watched as she scrambled to sit up, her eyes pinned on him, and he heard her scream his name… a sound that he knew would haunt him forever.
Maryann Jordan. Blake – ARC copy – not for sale or distribution: Heroes at Heart (Kindle Locations 424-472).

Let me say here that I was surprised at the reluctance of the police to help. It was only with Mace’s insistence that Blake was given an officer to assist and escort him where he needed to be. More back up would be coming in the form of Drew and Tate to get them safely home.

Blake and Sara are pursued down the Lawa River. Only to find they really are compatible and when all this is done they want to see where their relationship can go.

Fast-paced and emotional with plenty of action,  twists, plus romance and sizzle.

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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Releasing Tomorrow! Our Time – Baytown Boys Book 11 by Maryann Jordan


Our Time
Baytown Boys Book 11
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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Military duty called them away to war zones,
but after tours overseas,
the group of friends found their way back home as men,
seeking the peaceful little seaside town.
Now, the band of brothers, together once more,
work to provide a place
for less fortunate veterans to call home.

Colt Hudson, Sheriff of North Heron County, has little time for anything other than his job…and keeping an eye on the pretty waitress at The Diner.

Single mom, Carrie Beaumont has little time for anything other than her job, her son, taking care of her elderly neighbor…and harboring secret fantasies about the handsome Sheriff.

When a fire in her neighbor’s home forces them out, Colt comes to the rescue. After all, his big empty house is in dire need of a ready-made family.

As they give in to the attraction and their friendship turns to love, a string of thefts leads to a investigation that her son stumbles into.

Keeping his newly found family together, and safe, is just what Colt lives for. Protecting her son and the man of her dreams is what Carrie fights for.

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We’ve seen Colt in the previous books, now we get to know him. He’s the North Heron Sheriff a position he’s had since he returned five years ago. It’s a time consuming position and that’s just one of his excuses for not asking Carrie out.

Carrie is a single mother working at Joe’s Place a popular diner in Easton. She moved here with her mother about ten years ago. She knew of Colt before he walked in the door and pretty much knocked the breath out of her with his stunning good looks. It’s a friendship of sorts, but she looks forward to seeing him every morning for breakfast just as much as he looks forward to her smile.

There’s also Jack, Carrie’s son, he’s an intelligent fun loving child who has grown up with plenty of love around him. I love the interactions with him and Colt. It’s pretty obvious from the start that not only is Colt more than a little interested in Carrie, he also cares a great deal for Jack.

This is a favorite scene.

“I got some time to sit down.”

She blinked for a second, forgetting what she had asked. “Well, good, because we kept your place open. Have a seat, and I’ll be right there.” Her gaze stayed on the back of him as he walked away, heading toward the far stool at the counter. He was the only man that she thought the back view of him was almost as good as the front, and she sucked in a quick breath before letting it out slowly.

“You’d better stop drooling,” BettyJo said as she walked by, a sparkle in her eyes.

Wondering what on earth was wrong with her, she gave a mental shake, fetched a few more plates to deliver to tables, and headed behind the counter. Giving Joe the order for Colt, she caught sight of the big yellow school bus pulling into the parking lot.

Colt must have seen her staring because he swiveled on his stool and looked out the window as well. “Already?”

Nodding, she replied, “The kids have some half days here at the end of the school year.”

They both watched as the door to the school bus opened, and a dark-haired boy hopped down. He shifted his backpack around, then waved to the bus driver and his friends. He then turned and hustled to the front door of the diner, and she could not help but grin as the bell rang and the boy walked in.

He looked around, met her gaze, and grinned widely as well. He walked straight over to the counter and called out, “Hi, Mom!” The boy hopped up on the stool next to Colt and said, “Hey, Sheriff Hudson.”

“Hey, Jack. You’re out of school awfully early.”

“It’s almost the end of the school year! Yesterday we had a field day. Today we had a party. And tomorrow, we help our teacher get the room ready for the summer cleaning.”

“When are you going to get any learning done?” Colt asked, lifting an eyebrow, pretending to scowl.

Carrie watched as Jack threw his head back and laughed. “We’ve already had our state assessments, and I passed them with flying colors. I think I’ve had enough learning for one year, don’t you think?”

She rolled her eyes. “If you’re so smart, how come you haven’t given me a hug since coming in?”

Jack got up on his knees, balancing on the stool, and leaned over the counter, and she bent forward. She felt his arms wrap around her neck, and she closed her eyes, knowing that was the best feeling in the world. She also knew that the day when he would want to hug his mom in public was soon coming to an end.

With his arms still around her, she opened her eyes and was surprised to see Colt’s face so close, his gaze penetrating as he stared at the two of them. Not being able to read that look, she pulled back after giving Jack a quick kiss on his forehead. That must have pushed the limit because he wiped his forehead and complained, “Mom!”

Soon, she delivered Colt’s lunch to him, also setting a plate in front of Jack. Mavis and Joe had called out to him from the back, and he waved with excitement.

“Just so you know, Jack, Grandma is taking her neighbor to the library this afternoon, and she’ll come by and pick you up when she’s finished. Until then, you’re stuck with me.”

Jack cut his eyes toward Colt and said, “There are worse places I could be stuck. At least here, I get to have some of Mavis’ apple pie when I want to.”

Colt chuckled. “Sounds like you’ve got quite a deal going on here.”

“It’s great! I get as much food as I want, and they love me here.”

Placing her fists on her hips, Carrie said, “Boy, you might get Mavis’ apple pie, but you’re going to work for it. As soon as the lunch crowd thins, you’re going to help wipe down tables and see what else you can do.”

Jack shook his head and looked at his mom before cutting his eyes back over to Colt. “Sheriff, isn’t there something about making kids work for their food?”

Colt adopted a serious expression and said, “I think we can trust your mother to make sure you’re not overworked.” Leaning in closer, he whispered loudly, “But, Jack, if you ever think I need to investigate your mom, you let me know.”

Rolling her eyes again, she tried to ignore the thrill that shot through her at the idea of Colt investigating her. Deciding to walk away before she did something foolish like ask him to frisk her and pull out his handcuffs, she headed around the room, checking on her customers, determined to get her mind back on her job. The only problem was that she kept looking back over to the corner of the counter, seeing the best man she had ever met, laughing and talking with her son, who was her favorite person in the whole world. And she smiled.
Maryann Jordan. Our Time (Arc copy): Baytown Boys (Kindle Locations 297-299).

As Carrie signs up Jack for summer activities, Colt and the deputies start investigating a rash of burglaries. When one of the victims is Carrie’s neighbor, it seems things start heating up in more ways than one.

Another great story surrounding Baytown and all the characters within. I laughed, cried, held my breath and sighed more than a couple of times.

I really can’t wait for the next book, I am truly addicted to this town and its inhabitants.

5 Contented Purrs for Maryann!

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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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Zeke – Heroes at Heart Book 7 By Maryann Jordan


Zeke
Heroes at Heart Book 7
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Maryann Jordan

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The true measure of a man
is not in the mistakes he makes…

but in how he handles those mistakes.

Zeke left the Army and joined his brother’s bar, Grimm’s, as a bouncer before convincing Zander to open a restaurant next door. Now, as co-owner of Grimm’s Bar and Grill, he shared his success by working as a cook at the local homeless shelter.

One night, he sees a woman seeking shelter and is captivated by the smile she offers when she is in such need.

Cynthia works at Prince Hotel as a cleaner but lost her housing when she had excessive medical bills. With Zeke’s help, she manages to get back on her feet and discover love with the handsome man.

At work, things are looking up when the owner takes an interest in her and offers her a job as his assistant. But all things that glitter are not gold, and Cynthia discovers that her life with Zeke is the true fairy tale.

Note:
A Heroes at Heart novel based loosely on the fairy tale, Cinderella.
Themes, language, and adult situations are similar to an R-rated movie. For 18+ years.

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I loved the way this book started with a look into the past when Zeke first arrives at Miss Ethel’s. It progresses into his school years and his love for the Cinderella story, all of them not just the ‘Disney’ version.

In the present we see Zeke and Zander as they prepare to venture into opening a second Grimm’s. They’ve found the perfect location for it and things will start moving quickly.

After announcing their news at dinner at Miss Ethel’s Zeke hangs back from leaving sensing she wants to speak with him. I love Miss Ethel’s wisdom and this is one of my favorite scenes.

If you are reading this series you will recall Asher is very active with the homeless, particularly one shelter. Zeke has made it a habit to prepare breakfast at this shelter before heading into Grimm’s for meal prep there. After visiting with Miss Ethel, Zeke heads to the shelter to see if he needs to bring in anything for the next day’s breakfast.

He held back as Miss Ethel took him by the hand, and they walked over to two of the rockers on the front porch. Making sure she was settled first, he moved to the rocker next to her, finding the movement to be soothing.

“I could tell you wanted to talk to me,” he said, his lips curving into a smile.

She took a moment as though gathering her thoughts, her gaze drifting out over her yard before moving back to his face. “I’m very proud of you Zeke,” she said.

Her words soothed through him as they always had, and he knew that pleasing her would always bring that kind of satisfaction.

“I’m proud of all my boys,” she continued. “The men you are. The success you have.”

He held her gaze and said, “You do know that we owe it all to you, Miss Ethel?”

She waved her hand dismissively in front of her and said, “Oh, posh. I don’t deny that I’ve had a hand in helping each of you, but the brotherhood you formed has given each of you individual as well as collective strength.”

Agreeing, he said, “Yes, and you’re the one that gave us that brotherhood. You created a family out of a bunch of boys who didn’t know anything about family.”

They were quiet for a moment, and he added, “I wasn’t sure it would work for me.”

Her face scrunched slightly, the wrinkles settling deeper. “I don’t understand what you mean.”

“You got the others when they were much younger. Me? I was already thirteen years old. An angry thirteen-year-old. I could have already been beyond help.”

She continued rocking and did not immediately refute his statement. Finally, she said, “There was already something in you, learned from your parents. You know, we sometimes learn how to act from our parents, but we also learn how we don’t want to act. By the time you came to me, yes, you were angry. Angry at life, and angry at your mom for leaving, and your dad for not controlling his temper. But unlike your dad, you didn’t turn that anger outward on others. You had already learned to control it, and I just simply gave you a good family to focus on.”

They continued rocking for a moment, and then she finally spoke again. “I worry that you’re taking on too much work.”

This time he grinned, those words being what he expected to hear from her. “We all work hard,” he said. “You always worked hard.”

“Yes, but your brothers have found that there’s more to life than work. They found love as well.”

Ruefully shaking his head back and forth, he said, “I’m not opposed to that, Miss Ethel. I figure I’ll know it when it hits me.”

With that, her laughter burst forth, and she said, “It’s true. Sometimes we don’t always know when love comes our way. I just hope you’ll be open to it when the opportunity presents itself.”

“I’m no prince,” he said. “I’m just a hard-working man, and it’ll take a special woman to see that.”

“Your brothers found it. You’ll find it, too.” She smiled then said, “Remember Robert Browning? ‘I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you—”

“And become yours forever,” they finished together, his smile matching hers.

She spoke with such conviction, and considering she always seemed to know things, he could not dismiss her words. They continued to rock in companionable silence for a few more minutes before he finally said, “I’m going to head on out, Miss Ethel. I want to go by the homeless shelter this evening to see if there’s anything special I needed to get for the breakfast service tomorrow.”

He assisted her to stand, then wrapped his arms around her and felt hers wrap around his waist in return. She was not quite as tall as she used to be, her frame slightly thinner. But her hug contained the same fierceness of love and protection as it had many years ago.
Maryann Jordan. Zeke: Heroes at Heart (Kindle Locations 393-423).

If you are reading this series you will recall Asher is very active with the homeless, particularly one shelter. Zeke has made it a habit to prepare breakfast at this shelter before heading into Grimm’s for meal prep there. After dinner and a chat with Miss Ethel, Zeke heads to the shelter to see if he needs to bring in anything for the next day’s breakfast.

Cynthia arrived at the shelter late, and drenched from the rain and nervous. She had never been to a shelter, but it was much safer than the alternatives. When Zeke moves to help her with her bags, he realizes he’s a stranger would be scaring her, but there’s an attraction he can’t refute.

I love the way this story progresses, it’s a slow building romance where trust needs to be built, and leads to some sizzling 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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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.

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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.

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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
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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
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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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