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ARC Review of Wilder – Military Intelligence Section 6 Book 2 by Heather Slade



Wilder
Military Intelligence Section 6 Book 2
By
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Drive me wilder…

MI-5 Agent Sutton “Wilder” Whittaker is in high demand. The international section of Her Majesty’s Secret Service is ready to employ the fearless and selfless agent. Before Wilder can consider the position, he must close a case that hits a little too close to home.

Finley “Wren” Harlow is the United States’ Department of Homeland Security’s secret weapon. Tenacious, intelligent, and beautiful, she’s the perfect combination of deadly poison. Now, it’s up to her to convince the UK to extradite the man who masterminded several attempted terrorist attacks on US soil. But when she encounters Wilder, the man in the charge of the case, Wren is shocked at how stubborn, inflexible, and utterly irresistible he is. He’s a man to be reckoned with—and she plans to do the reckoning.

With their undeniable attraction growing, one thing is certain: one of them must cave. Can two unflinching agents find common ground to save their countries and secure their hearts?

While each book in the Military Intelligence Section 6 Series is a standalone with its own HEA, they may be more enjoyable read in order.

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Finley “Wren” Harlow has arrived to extradite Michael Caird to the US. She has the paperwork she just has to get past the rest of the red-tape. Unfortunately for her, the UK lower courts approval of the extradition gets rescinded before she can take custody.

MI5’s Agent Sutton “Wilder” Whittaker is in charge of the case, and he finds himself very attracted to Wren from the moment they meet. What he has to do is get her to participate in a little subterfuge so she’ll stay on the case in England.

This of course is against what her boss at DHS wants. It’s also her boss who is known to Wilder, and not for a good reason.

He led her up the same winding staircase and into one of the rooms with a lit fireplace that she’d noticed earlier. Once inside, he pulled the pocket door closed behind them.

“Mighty cozy,” she drawled.

Wilder motioned to the table and held her chair as she sat down. The formal place setting in front of her was as eclectic as everything else Wren had laid eyes on since walking into the Five Hertford. There was no doubt it was the finest mismatched silver she’d ever seen.

“Dinner will be served shortly,” Wilder said, joining her at the table after making a brief call on the old-fashioned-looking phone sitting on a small side table next to the two chairs that faced the fireplace.

“May I?” he motioned to an open bottle of wine.

“Please.” Wren watched as he poured, twisting the bottle effortlessly so as not to spill a drop as he lifted it away from her glass.

“Are all the dining rooms this private?” she asked.

“Not at all. In fact, most of the other rooms are quite a bit larger.”

He placed his napkin on his lap when she did, leaned forward, and rested his elbows on the edge of the table.

“Please say whatever is on your mind,” Wren told him, trying to shake off her discomfort over her earlier frankness.

“I have a proposition for you.”

In an act that would’ve been pure drama, Wren considered tossing her napkin back on the table and walking out, but something told her that her attempt at humor might fall flat.

“I didn’t phrase that very well. I didn’t mean it the way you’re probably thinking.”

“You have the floor Agent Whittaker. Speak your piece.”

Wilder sat back in his chair. “I know that I suggested we leave our siblings behind while we enjoyed dinner, but I must admit, mine brought something to my attention earlier that I find myself anxious to give him credit for.”

“And what was that?”

“He said, in essence, we both want the same thing.”

He waited as though he was giving her time to protest.

“Very well,” he murmured when she didn’t say anything. “You want to extradite Caird to the US in order to question him about whom he was working with. The UK seeks the same information.”

“And your brother’s suggestion?”

“We work together.”

“I assume he’s suggesting that it be done in the UK.”

“You are aware that Matthew is mentally ill.”

“Our government would conduct their own tests to determine the validity of his illness.”

“He wouldn’t survive it.”

“The tests?”

“The trip to the US.”

Before Wren could ask what he meant, she heard a rap at the door. Wilder waited for her to nod before he stood and slid it open.

Something that smelled absolutely divine was wheeled in on a cart and dramatically placed in front of her. “Lobster bisque,” the server announced as he removed the silver dome.

“I can assure you there is none better anywhere in the world,” Wilder said as the server placed the same in front of him.

“Is there anything else I can bring at this time, sir?” the man asked.

“Nothing for me, thank you,” Wren answered when both Wilder and the waiter looked at her.

“Shall I close the door on my way out, sir?” he asked.

“Please,” Wilder answered. “Where were we?” he asked, motioning for her to go ahead and eat.

“Caird’s extradition and our unwillingness to take no for an answer.”

Wilder smiled. “There’s no point in continuing that conversation. SIS will never agree to it.”

“My assignment is strictly to extradite a man who is wanted for crimes committed in the United States. The treaty is quite clear—”

Wilder held up his hand. “I am aware of the extradition treaty.”

“You are also aware that your own courts have determined that you must release him to my custody.”

Wilder sighed. “What they determined is that there is cause for extradition. Not that he should be released.”

“Same difference.” He smiled. “Are you enjoying the bisque?”

“Not half as much as the conversation.”

That made him laugh out loud. “I’m disappointed that you don’t appear as eager to collaborate as I am.”

“You’re only interested in collaboration because you know that soon the suspect will be out of your jurisdiction.”

There was another rap on the door, and before Wilder could summon the person in, the door opened and someone other than the previous server came in.

“I’m terribly sorry to disturb,” the man said. “But there is an urgent call for you, sir.”

“Excuse me,” said Wilder, not appearing surprised by the intrusion.

When the door closed behind him, Wren pulled out her cell phone only to find that she had no signal. It wasn’t surprising, given the exclusivity of the club; however, it left her annoyed at her inability to at least check her email.
Heather Slade. Wilder (Kindle Locations 303-346). Book Two in the Military Intelligence Section 6 Series.

This book had me gasping in surprise more than once as the complex tale unfolds. There are many twists, even as these two try unsuccessfully to avoid a relationship.

Plenty of heat, many surprises and suspense. I can’t wait for the next book in this series!

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Heather Slade

My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.


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Kade – Butler Ranch Book 5 By Heather Slade



Kade
Butler Ranch Book 5
By
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AN ALTERED MISSION.

Her mission was clear: go undercover to infiltrate a Russian organization. But when the MI6 agent discovers that two former CIA operatives are being held captive, rescuing them becomes paramount for her.

A PERSONAL VENDETTA.

Grateful for the rescue, he has one goal: kill the enemy who threatens his family. Obtaining the confidential files people are dying for is secondary.

A JOINT ENDEAVOR.

With both the CIA and MI6 after the hidden documents, the two must team up to uncover the truth. While working together, desire ignites and danger intensifies. Suddenly, they are torn between passion and duty. Each with a mission to complete and a heart to protect, will they be forced to make the ultimate sacrifice for their careers?

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At the end of Mercer the ultimate surprise comes in the form of Kade. He’s not dead and he has a lot of explaining to do. Especially to his daughter.

Finally understanding the ‘Kade’ sightings in the previous books, to the explanation of Lena’s involvement beyond being Kade’s ex-wife and Quinn’s mother.

Now the goal is to keep his family safe and resolve the issue of the missing documents. Merrigan ‘Fatale’ has joined them here in the US to assist in that goal.

Of course there’s going to be issues before the rest can be accomplished. The first happens even before Lena arrives.

This is a favorite scene.

When she heard the knock on the door, Merrigan knew Kade stood on the opposite side of it. She squared her shoulders and yanked it open, ready to give him a piece of her mind.

He crossed the threshold and lifted her in his arms before she was able to say as much as hello. His mouth came down hard on hers, as his tongue demanded entry. When he put his hands on her bottom and lifted her body, she clung to him.

This is what she’d fantasized about since they parted ways in Moscow, after the scorching kiss they’d shared.

When he carried her over to the bed and was about to trap her body under his, Merrigan came to her senses and rolled out from under him.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” she spat at him, wiping his taste from her lips with the back of her hand.

Kade followed her until he had her cornered in the room. “Picking up where we left off,” he murmured, and then covered her lips with his again.

“Stop this,” she said, pushing against him.

Instead of letting her go, Kade barricaded her between the wall and his body. He dipped his head until he found his target and kissed her again. It wasn’t just her lips he kissed either. His tongue trailed down her neck, as his left hand sneaked under her sweater and his fingers toyed with her nipple.

It was as though her body had a mind of its own and refused to listen to her brain telling it to get away from him. Finally, she found the single word she knew would bring this seduction to a screeching halt.

“Barbie,” she murmured when he took a breath.

“She won’t be here until tomorrow.”

Merrigan pushed at Kade with all her might, catching him off guard long enough to slip under his arm. “You bastard,” she screeched at him. “How dare you?”

Kade held up his hands but stalked toward her. She didn’t have much space to get away from him in the small room, but if she could maneuver herself closer to the door, maybe she could run out, get in her car, and leave before he realized what was happening.

Unfortunately, he was as quick or quicker than she was. He scooped her up and set her on the edge of the bed, pinning her with his body.

“Explain,” he bellowed. “Right now.”

“I’m not sure what kind of women you’re used to, Doc, but I am not one of them.”

“Are you telling me you don’t want this?”

His lips were close enough that he could easily kiss her again, and if he did, she doubted she’d be able to maintain her resolve.

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” she said, refusing to look at him.

His grip loosened but not enough that she could slip away from him again. “What does this have to do with Barbie?”

Oh. My. God,” she roared. “It has everything to do with her. Kade, have you no respect for her, or me, or any other woman? How could I have misjudged you so completely?”

He let go and stood, walking over to the table by the window. He pulled out one of the chairs and turned it so he was facing her. “Let’s start over,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. “Do you even know who Barbie is?”

“Of course I do.”

“Tell me.”

“Don’t be daft. I’m in no mood for games.”

“Neither am I. Now, tell me who Barbie is.”

“For Christ’s sake. She’s your bloody wife.”

His face softened, and Merrigan thought maybe she’d even seen him smile. “She’s my bloody ex-wife. We’ve been divorced for almost fifteen years.”

“But…”

Kade raised an eyebrow and waited for her to continue; when she didn’t, he spoke. “Where did you get the idea she was still my wife?”

She thought hard about Paps’ words earlier. Had she somehow misheard him? Had he said ex-wife, but instead she’d heard wife? “I must’ve misunderstood,” she murmured, meeting his eyes.

When she stood, so did he.

“Come here,” he said, even though she was close enough that he could’ve easily pulled her into his arms.

letting him see how much thinking he was married had affected her. They’d shared one kiss before today. Just one. It didn’t matter that it had curled her toes and set her body aflame. One kiss, no matter how incendiary, did not give her license to be jealous.

His gaze rested on her still unopened suitcase, and instead of moving closer to her, he picked it up and turned in the direction of the door.

“Where do you think you’re going with that?”

“There’s somewhere I want to take you.”

“If it requires a different attire, I can change here. We don’t need my entire trunk.”

“I’m taking you to my family’s ranch. You can stay there.”

She folded her arms. “I’m perfectly comfortable here.”

Kade looked about the small room and shook his head. “I’m not.” He walked out the door, carrying her bag with him. “Let’s go,” he said behind him.

“Kade, I—”

He dropped her trunk where he stood and stalked back over to her, grasping her neck with one hand and her waist with the other as his lips came crashing down on hers. His tongue wound its way through her parted lips, and his fingers dug into the flesh of her hip. She whimpered when he pressed his body to hers and she felt his hardness.

He pulled back enough that he could look into her eyes, but his body remained flush with hers.

“I haven’t seen my family for two years. Most of them believed I was dead. I’ve seen my daughter, actually held her, looked into her eyes, and spoke to her for the first time in fourteen years, and yet, you are all I can think about. My mother is hosting a family dinner tonight, and if I have any hope of being present with the people who mean more to me than anything else in this world, I need you by my side. Do you understand, Merrigan? Don’t make me beg you to come with me. Come with me because you want to.”

She took a deep breath and studied him. “Okay.”

He sighed. “Thank you.”
Slade, Heather. Kade (Butler Ranch Book 5) (pp. 34-39). Sparrow Publishing. Kindle Edition.

As the family reunites, Leech, Lina’s father and Quinn’s grandfather takes a turn for the worse. Kade has to convince Merrigan to join them at the hospital in Germany, something she isn’t sure she wants to do. Meeting Kade’s ex-wife is not in her plans and it is definitely a complex situation.

So many complications, so much intricately woven suspense, lots of sizzling heat and much more!

I loved the way Heather took this series from the sabotage of the vineyards to a complicated tale of international suspense. All leading into to her K19 series, which I am already reading.

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Heather Slade

My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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Mercer – Butler Ranch Book 4 By Heather Slade



Mercer
Butler Ranch Book 4
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He promised to protect her…
Not to love her.

Head of a private security firm, Mercer Bryant promised his partner, Kade Butler, that he’d secretly protect Quinn Sullivan at any cost. As a former CIA operative, Mercer knows his way around intense and stealthy operations. Trained in combat, he can get out of any situation—and into any woman’s bed. But when he starts to feel something more for the innocent and stunning Quinn, he can’t stay away.

Shipped off to a boarding school at a young age, the independent and feisty Quinn doesn’t need a man to watch over her. But when she finds herself in danger, the only place she feels safe is the arms of the irresistible and rugged Marine.

Hell bent on protecting her, Mercer takes on the vengeful Russians who are responsible for his partner’s disappearance. With peril imminent and time running out, can Mercer save Quinn before the truth destroys their chance at a future together?

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This series has many twists and turns. Every book drops a bomb shell or three. In Naughton we met Quinn, she is Lena’s daughter and according to her birth certificate Kade’s.

Mercer is part owner of K19 a security company, one that Kade had been part of. Before Kade left on his last mission he assigned people to protect his family, all of them. Mercer’s assignment is Quinn. Even though he has watched over her since she was a teen, he sees her as the woman she has become and he is falling hard for her. It’s worse now that he is her neighbor living just down the hallway.

Quinn’s friends Aine and Ava drag her to a party and she is anxious to leave when she spots Mercer. She’s about to call a car service when he offers her a ride home.

This is a favorite scene.

When Quinn dozed off, Mercer let out the breath it felt like he’d been holding since they got in the car. His preoccupation with what he’d done earlier in the day made him sloppy. And tonight, instead of finding her without her knowing he was looking, she’d found him. He was glad she had, though. Otherwise, who knows how she would’ve gotten home. Southampton was a solid two hours from their building, with plenty of desolate areas along the way. He cringed, thinking about the danger she might’ve put herself in.

He looked over at her several times while she slept. The moonlight shone on her almost-white blonde hair and cast a glow on her flushed cheeks, likely so from too much time in the sun. Every day she grew more beautiful as he watched her change from a teenager to a young woman.

Mercer shook his head and silently cursed his former boss, the man responsible for the temptation he faced every day.

Mercer drove into the underground garage and parked in his reserved spot, but Quinn didn’t budge.

“We’re back,” he said softly, so tempted to stroke his finger down her cheek.

She sat up with a start. “Oh. I’m so sorry. Did I really sleep all the way back? How inconsiderate of me,” she babbled.

“You were tired.”

She stretched her arms above her head, and her t-shirt rode up just a little, exposing the skin on her stomach. When Mercer looked up, her eyes were on him, knowing he’d stolen a peek.

Her gaze lingered long enough that he couldn’t resist. He leaned forward, pulled her close to him, and brought his lips to hers. Quinn rested her palm on his thigh and opened her sweet mouth to his. He tightened his grip and deepened their kiss, until her groan brought him back to the reality of what he was doing. This wasn’t a fantasy; his lips really were on hers, and the fruit he’d just tasted was forbidden.

He backed away, not allowing himself to look into her eyes. If he did, he’d lose what little resolve he possessed. Instead, he opened his door, walked around, and opened hers.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she climbed out, touching her lips with her fingertips.

“You’re welcome.”

“You were my savior tonight, Mr. Mercer.” She stepped away from the car so he could close the door.

“Just Mercer,” he responded absentmindedly.

She had no idea how hard she’d just hit the nail on the head. Savior might not be the most accurate word. More like protector.

She waited for him to press the button when they got to the elevator, just like she’d waited for him to open her door. This was a woman who’d been taught that there was nothing wrong with letting a man take the lead. She understood it was about respect, not anyone believing she was incapable. Her manners were impeccable; he’d seen evidence of it often enough. As usual, he was filled with a sense of pride, even though he had nothing to do with her upbringing, no responsibility for her behavior.

When they reached the eleventh floor, Mercer didn’t walk Quinn to her door. From the rounded corner he leaned against, he could see that she got safely inside her apartment without the possibility of her inviting him in.

She waved from just inside her door. “Sweet dreams, Mr. Mercer,” she said and blew him a kiss.

“Just Mercer,” he said to himself after Quinn’s door had closed behind her.

He entered the keypad code and rested his thumb on the print reader until he heard the click unlocking his door. He stalked inside, slamming it behind him.

He turned around, rested his head against the wall, and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath as the promise he’d made repeated in his head. He’d vowed to watch over her, protect her, and keep her and the family safe. Talking to her, touching her, kissing her, or dreaming about her weren’t part of that vow. Dreams were out of his control, but the rest of it—he knew better.
Slade, Heather. Mercer (Butler Ranch Book 4) (pp. 16-19). Sparrow Publishing. Kindle Edition.

As we follow Quinn and Mercer we travel through the timeline of the previous books and see how Quinn’s life was affected by those events. It also explains the ‘Kade’ sightings and how K19 is involved.

So many surprises as more things become clear and others far more complicated.

I laughed, cried, screamed and couldn’t put this book down until I turned the final page.

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Heather Slade

My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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Naughton – Butler Ranch Book 3 By Heather Slade



Naughton
Butler Ranch Book 3
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Heather Slade

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A loner by choice and chance, Naughton Butler has no social skills. That works for him, because the secret he holds means he can’t let anyone close enough to need them. But when he and his brother are left four-hundred acres of prime vineyard land, he has to muster up enough civility to interview an assistant winery manager for the new facility.

His brother and business partner recommends Bradley St. John for the job. Naughton agrees to interview him, but when Bradley arrives for the interview in high heels and a short skirt, Naughton thinks his brother’s playing a joke. The pretty, young woman had the right degrees, and might be good for working in a tasting room, but did she have the experience to run a winery?

In shock, Naughton insults Bradley in the worst way, and she walks out, saving him the trouble of kicking her out. But he can’t get her off of his mind, and feels guilty for being rude, which was a first. He goes to find her to apologize, but when he gets to her uncle’s ranch, he realizes the joke is on him.

Not only was Bradley St. John born into winemaking like he was, it was obvious as he followed her through the vineyard, she knew what she was doing.

Hiring her would solve an immediate problem for both him and his brother, but Naughton had a feeling having her around would create an even bigger problem. He found himself fiercely attracted to her, which was something else that hadn’t happened in a long time.

He didn’t need a distraction, and would make it clear to his brother it was up to him to keep her away from him. The question was, how far away would be far enough?

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I am really loving this series, there is so much suspense and intrigue. For a dead man Kade seems to be everywhere and in everyone’s business.

Now that Naughton and Maddox have two vineyards, they are hiring a wine maker, even though the one at Demetria won’t be yielding fruit for a while yet. Of course Naughton does manage to mess things up in a most amusing way, at least for the reader.

This is a favorite scene.

Maddox had warned her that Naughton could be abrasive. He hadn’t warned her, however, that he was an arrogant, sexist asshole.

Bradley was used to people being surprised by her name but not having someone insist she was lying about it.

“What are you doing back so soon?” her uncle asked.

“Naughton Butler is a…jerk.” There were about a hundred other things she could call him, but her Aunt Jean and Uncle Charlie had always been good to her. She wouldn’t disrespect them just because Naughton was pond scum.

Her uncle laughed. “You got that right.”

“What happened, honey?” her aunt asked.

“He asked where I was hiding my boyfriend.”

“What an odd thing for him to ask.”

“He refused to believe I was Bradley Saint John. Evidently, the last thing he expected was a woman applying for a job as winery manager.”

Her uncle was chuckling and pointing to the road. “Here comes Maddox now, and it doesn’t look like he’s alone.”

“I’ll be inside.”

“Bradley.”

That was all it took—her Aunt Jean saying her name in that way that reminded Bradley of her mom. “Okay,” she murmured and stayed where she was.

Naughton was the first to get out of the truck. He nodded at her aunt and uncle, and approached her, holding out his hand. Instead of shaking it, Bradley folded her arms in front of her.

“Why are you here?” she asked.

“Evidently, I owe you an apology,” he said, quietly enough that only she could hear him.

Bradley took a step back.

Naughton was a little too heart-stoppingly good-looking to be standing so close to her. “Nice apology. Wait, you didn’t actually apologize, did you?” she smirked.

“I’m sorry, Bradley,” he whispered, taking another step forward.

God, his voice. It wasn’t just his rockin’ hard body, but his gravelly voice was sexier than all get-out too.

“Forgive me?”

Bradley hadn’t moved, but Naughton had. The step forward he took brought him close enough that she could smell the vineyard on him. She breathed in and instinctively closed her eyes. The vines had a certain smell that lingered on the clothes of someone who spent their day in them. It was like the smell of a campfire to those who loved to camp.

“Bradley, I asked you a question.”

It came out almost like a growl, but a damn sexy one.

“Yeah,” she muttered. Why had the fight she had in her only moments ago abandoned her?

“Can we begin again?”

She nodded, still unable to find her voice.

“Good. How about we walk?”

Instead of turning around, Naughton went forward, and Bradley followed.

“Mad says you’re the new rock star.”

“Is that what he said?”

“No, but I thought you might take it the wrong way if I told you he said you were gonna be the hottest new winemaker on the Central Coast.”

Bradley smiled. At least he was trying to be nice, however misguided his attempt might be. “I give credit for whatever I know to my uncle.”

“Where’d you go to school?”

“Cornell.”

Naughton raised his eyebrows.

“My father lives on the East Coast.”

He nodded. “And your mother?”

“My mother passed away when I was twelve.”

“I see. I’m sorry I asked.”

“Jean is my mom’s sister.”

“Why’d she name you Bradley?”

Interesting that Naughton asked why her mother had named her Bradley, instead of her father or both her parents.

“It was her maiden name.”

“No brothers?”

“No siblings.”

“I like it.”

“What? My name?”

“Yeah.”

They walked in silence through her uncle’s vineyards, the ones she’d walked every summer of her life since she was five years old.

“What do you think of Butler Ranch wines?”

“They’re good…”

“But not as good as your uncle’s.”
Slade, Heather. Butler Ranch Box Set: Books 1–3 . Sparrow Publishing. Kindle Locations (7053-7088). Kindle Edition.

Now there is an immediate attraction between these two, but Bradley has a boyfriend. Guy Deveux III aka Trey also has a family in the business and is quite full of himself. He also seems to know Rory Calder, not a good recommendation in my opinion.

Lots of action in this one starting with a fire and progressing into other problems with wineries in area of the Butler Ranch. More on Kade’s many secrets, and plenty of sizzle with Naughton and Bradley. I can’t seem to read these books fast enough.

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Heather Slade

My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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Maddox – Butler Ranch Book 2 By Heather Slade



Maddox
Butler Ranch Book 2
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Heather Slader

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The Hatfields and McCoys have nothing on the Butler and Avilla families. The feud between the families has been going on for decades and doesn’t look like it will end anytime soon. But neither the feud, nor the fence between the wineries can keep two determined young lovers apart. Will their love heal the wounds of the past to reunite the families? Or will it drive the wedge deeper and make them choose family over love?

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Maddox and Alex have been together for what seems like forever. The one thing neither of them has admitted to is that they are in love.

This book provides that journey while combining the mystery of Kade’s bequests, a bond problem and a few other interesting issues.

Alex’s brothers run Los Caballero’s her family’s winery. Gabe makes the wine, Enzo handles the business and Trev the sales. Now Enzo feels he needs to leave, Gabe is holding everything in and Rory Calder, the new owner of Tablas Creek is stirring up trouble.

Maddox finds out he and Naughton have inherited most of the Hess Estate and vineyard. How Kade managed that is yet another puzzle.

Alex decides to break things off with Maddox to try to find ‘more’.

This is a favorite scene.

“I realized that I’d never love you the way you needed me to.” Those were the words Kade wrote. Was that why Alex ended things with him a couple of hours short of twenty-four hours ago? Was it because Maddox could never love her the way she needed him to?

But who could love her better? Who knew Alex the way he did? No one could come close to understanding understanding her the way he did. It wasn’t just sexual either.

He understood that when Alex felt uncomfortable, she’d fly rather than fight. For years he’d let her. He didn’t force her to fight for him, or for them, but there was never a time when Alex decided to come back, that he didn’t open the door and invite her in.

Other women weren’t one night stands, because he was never with them all night. He didn’t bring them to his house. Only Alex came to his house; only Alex slept with him. He might sleep with a woman more than once, have dinner or drinks, but he never brought them around his family. If they wanted more, he’d tell them the truth. He didn’t.

What would Kade have said this morning if it had been him Maddox saw in Harmony? Would he tell him to get his ass back to Alex’s and tell her how he really felt? Would he tell him to admit that he thought he might love her? Or like he had with Peyton, would he tell Maddox to let her go so she could finally find someone who could love her better?

The thought of it destroyed him.

The idea that he’d never hold her in his arms again made him ache. Maybe he wasn’t as good a man as his older brother. Maybe he couldn’t do the right thing by her and let her go, because he needed her. Had he ever told her that? How could he have when he’d just realized it himself?

He picked up his phone, thinking at first that his battery was dead. When he powered it on, it was fully charged. He didn’t remember turning it off, but he must have. He’d missed a call from Gabe Avila and another from Brodie. Both had also sent texts, asking that he call as soon as he got their message. He doubted they meant three in the morning.

There was nothing from Alex, but he knew there wouldn’t be.

For twenty years, they’d been playing a game. Thinking she was pregnant would have meant the end of the game, but it also would’ve meant the beginning of a life. Not just the baby’s life, their life together. That’s what he wanted, and there was only one way to find out whether something permanent would work between them.

Maybe he should start telling her how he felt, but in a way Alex could handle. He sent her a text.

If you ever wake up and think no one needs you, you’re wrong. I need you, Al.
Slade, Heather. Butler Ranch Box Set: Books 1–3. Sparrow Publishing. Kindle Locations (5127-5147). Kindle Edition.

So much happens in this book, the heartbreak, the emotions, the things that are revealed about Kade, the winery gossip.

Of all of that I loved Maddox and Alex most of all, they have too much to throw it all away.

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I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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Striker – K19 Security Solutions Book 6 By Heather Slade



Striker
K19 Security Solutions Book 6
By
Heather Slade


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Torn between love and duty . . . .

Former CIA agent and K19 Security Solutions partner, Griffin “Striker” Ellis is lovestruck when he meets the alluring and irresistible Aine McNamara at her sister’s wedding. But when tragedy hits, Striker knows that beginning something with Aine is impossible.

As tensions heighten in South America, Striker is forced to track the Islamic State leader recently exiled to Colombia. With the enemy planning a terrorist attack on American soil, Striker strategizes to protect his fellow Americans at any cost. But when he discovers that Aine’s health is in jeopardy, Striker will do anything for her. Striker finds himself torn between his loyalty to his country and the woman who has stolen his heart. Will one perish while one thrives?

While each book in the K19 Security Solutions Series is a standalone with its own HEA, they may be more enjoyable read in order.

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I loved seeing Aine and Striker in Mistletoe, they were so good together. Now something has happened and Striker has called it off.

Aine was heartbroken but has moved on, although she doesn’t believe she will ever love anyone the way she loves Striker.

With a meeting Yachats, Striker is trying to figure out how he can keep away from her. In spite of the fact he ended things, he still loves her and wants her to be happy.

This is a favorite scene.

She watched as Stuart pulled his truck out of the driveway and drove away. She was tired, but she doubted she’d sleep easily. Instead, she walked through the house and out onto the deck. Even though it was getting chillier at night, Aine still tried to end as many days as she could looking out at the ocean she was so fortunate to live with a view of.

It calmed her, grounded her, gave her a sense of peace like nowhere else she’d ever lived. Maybe her mother was right about the money being compensation for her father’s evil deeds. It had paid for the house she never would’ve been able to afford otherwise.

Aine closed her eyes and settled her mind on the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. That, and the smell of the sea, soothed her like a glass of warm milk did for her mother when she couldn’t sleep.

She opened her eyes and turned her head, sensing like she had in the restaurant that Striker was near. There, on the trail right behind her house, he stood with his hands in his pockets.

“Hi,” she said, almost wondering if her imagination was playing tricks on her. How many times had she wished that the person knocking on her door was him? Most often it was her sister, or Stuart.

Striker walked closer.

“Where’s the plumber?” he asked.

“He went home,” she answered. “How did you know… never mind.”

He shrugged. “Word gets around.”

“Mmm hmm. Do you want to come up on the deck?”

“Were you getting ready to go inside?”

“Not yet. I like to spend a few minutes out here before I go to sleep.”

Striker climbed the steps, and she opened the wood gate to let him in.

“Does this work?” he asked, pointing to the gas fire pit that sat in the center of several chairs.

“It does,” she answered, flipping the switch that ignited the flame.

“You don’t mind, do you?”

“Not at all,” she said, sitting in one of chairs and pulling the blanket she’d brought outside over her. “Are you warm enough?”

Striker nodded, holding his hands closer to the fire. “I think so, although I might just be numb.”

“It’s colder here than people think.”

He nodded. “It’s the ocean.” He looked out at it and then back at her. “You like it here.”

“I do, and it’s more than because Ava is here. I’d want to live here anyway.”

“You’re making a life for yourself.”

Aine thought about his words for a minute. “I guess, but lately I’ve been feeling like it’s pretty small.”

“What? This town or your life?”

“My life. As you know, I graduated from college, but haven’t done anything with my degree.”

“Are you still considering continuing your education?”

“I’m not sure. I mean, to get the kind of job we’ve discussed in the past, I’d probably have to get my Ph.D.”

“What’s stopping you?”

“Time. Sam.”

“Your nephew?”

Aine nodded.

“What about the University of Oregon?”

“I looked into their Cognitive, Computational, and Systems Neuroscience Program.”

“They have a good reputation for their behavioral analysis programs.”

“Striker… never mind.”

“Tell me what you were going to say, Aine.”

“It isn’t important.”

“It is to me.”

She stood and flipped the switch to turn off the fire. “It’s getting late.”

“You’re angry.”

She clenched her fists inside her jacket pockets, turned back toward the ocean, and closed her eyes. “Why do you know so much about the University of Oregon’s neuroscience program?” She opened her eyes, turned, and went inside without looking at him or waiting for him to answer.

Aine didn’t care if it was rude. She locked the slider, went straight into her bedroom, and threw herself on the bed.
Heather Slade. Striker (Kindle Locations 346-381). K19 Security Solutions Book Six.

Now all is not well, not with Aine’s new relationship and certainly not with the reason the K19 team is meeting.

I loved the way this story unfolds, the suspense, the drama, the hold your breath waiting. The love between Aine and Striker will face more obstacles and a mission deployment that shouldn’t have happened all add to the intrigue.

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

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My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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Mantis – K19 Security Solutions Book 4 by Heather Slade



Mantis
K19 Security Solutions Book 4
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Heather Slade

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This mantis has a lot to pray for…

K19 pilot Mantis Cassman will do anything to reconnect with the love of his life. Being deep undercover for months has given him time to think—and all that matters is Alegria Mondreau. However, after Mantis nearly loses her in a perilous K19 op, he realizes that his best friend, Dutch Miller, also has feelings for her. As the three friends struggle with their feelings, friction escalates. Three’s a crowd and one man must go. And neither is going out without a fight.

But when an enemy from their past comes back with a vendetta, more secrets surface. To keep them together and safe, Mantis will need more than prayers.

While each book in the K19 Security Solutions Series is a standalone with its own HEA, they may be more enjoyable read in order.

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What a tangled up mess this is, Manon aka Alegria is torn. Originally from France she was accepted to United States Air Force Academy where she met Mantis and Dutch. Her decision to stay in the US was the offer of fighter pilot training and her love of Mantis. Although circumstances had them more apart than together and then Mantis chose a mission over time with her. That was their end.

Now with Alegria still recuperating from a bullet wound in her back, Mantis has been held captive in Somalia. Dutch her current ‘boyfriend’, K19 partner and one of Mantis’ best friends is tasked with retrieving him and the others with him.

Dutch knows he can’t stay with Alegria, she is still very much in love with Mantis. The question is can Mantis and Alegria get over the past and work toward a future.

Dutch is leaving for California to meet up with Doc about another assignment.

This is a favorite scene.

“What’s happening?” Alegria asked when Dutch led her out the front door of the restaurant.

“I don’t know all the details yet, but there’s an op.”

“How soon will you be deploying?”

“Right away. Doc’s arranging transport to California as we speak.”

“I’ll go straight to Manhattan, then.”

Dutch cupped her cheek with his palm. “I wish I didn’t have to leave tonight.”

“Me too.”

When he leaned down and kissed her, she wrapped her arms around his waist. As she had so many times before, she wished she felt the same level of passion for him as she always had for Mantis. No matter how much she wanted it, she’d never been able to force it.

“I gotta go,” Dutch said, taking her arms from his waist. “Do you want me to give you a lift back to the terminal?”

“No, I can catch a cab. Go if you need to.”

“I’m sorry,” he said again before pulling her against him and kissing her a second time. “I’ll call when I know more.”

Alegria nodded and waved as he climbed into a waiting car. Was she imagining that he was saying more than goodbye for the duration of the mission, or had Dutch just said farewell to her forever?

When she went back inside, she saw Mantis and Shiver alone at the table. She was about to turn around and leave when Mantis waved her over.

“I’m off,” Shiver said, standing and kissing each of her cheeks. “If you need anything…”

She nodded and saw Darrow was already near the door. “Thanks. Please say goodbye to your sister for me.”

“Well,” she began after Shiver had left. “I suppose it’s time for me to go too.”

“Where?” “Manhattan, I guess,” she sighed.

“You don’t sound excited about the prospect.”

“You want the truth?”

Mantis nodded. “Always.”

“I don’t have anywhere else to go.”

“You could come home with me.”

“To Darien?”

“Why not? How long has it been since you’ve seen my family? I know they’d love to see you.”

“Wouldn’t it be…uncomfortable?”

“You mean because you’re with Dutch now?”

She shrugged. “More that you and I aren’t together.”

“It’ll give us practice.”

Alegria laughed. “At what?”

“Being friends.”

Faced with going to a cold and empty apartment where she hadn’t spent more than a week in God knew how long, or going to visit Mantis’ family, whom she adored, her choice was easy to make.

“Sure, I’d love to go with you.”

Mantis’ smile made her toes curl. He was right about them needing practice being friends, given right now she wanted to fall into his arms and never leave.
Slade, Heather. Mantis (K19 Security Solutions Book 4) (pp. 66-68). Sparrow Publishing. Kindle Edition.

We get a look at the past when Dutch, Mantis and Alegria were at the Air Force Academy. But Alegria going with Mantis to his family is a turning point. Her injury and rehabilitation and whether she will be able to fly again all contribute to the emotions in this book.

These two are meant to be together. You will laugh, cry, want to throw the book across the room (but you won’t). The highs, the lows, secrets and everything in between is covered in this book including the sizzle between them.

I have already read and reviewed Dutch (Book 5) and Striker (Book 6) is coming out later this month. Don’t miss this series!

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Heather Slade

My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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