A passionate encounter with a Delta Force soldier will change Rayne’s life forever.
“Soar High, Princess,” he whispered softly into her ear before standing up.
Ghost turned and walked to the door and stopped with one hand on the knob. Taking a resigned breath, he walked back over to the amazing woman in the bed and slowly tugged the sheet down, revealing the curve of her spine…and the tattoo that had made him lose his mind. He stared down at it, arguing with himself. It really was uncanny how she’d been able to capture the essence of who he was without even knowing him. Ghost knew he was being maudlin, but couldn’t help it.
The side that wanted a memory of this night forever won, and Ghost quickly took out his cell phone and snapped a picture of the unique tattoo, being careful not to capture anything indecent in his photo. Her beautiful backside was for his eyes only.
Stoker, Susan. Protected By A Hero (Kindle Locations 1167-1173). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.
The circumstances of their next meeting holds some very intense moments. I found myself holding my breath, and crying. I did get frustrated with Ghost’s alpha male attitude at times, but then men can really be dumb asses sometimes.
I couldn’t put this book down, it kept me on my toes with every page turn. I did quite a bit of crying, both happy and sad. Better get some tissues.
5 Contented Purrs for Susan!
Parker Black shouldn’t feel what he does for his buddy’s girl, but now she’s in danger, he’ll do what it takes to save her.
This book may contain triggers for anyone who has dealt with abuse specifically alcoholism, mental and physical.
That said, I loved the realism of this book. The very real trauma both mental and physical, and the way Lexi finally deals with it.
Parker is a dream come true, he’s always felt something for Lexi and when he stumbles on what is really going on with her, well he’s more than angry.
Unfortunately, Lexi doesn’t get away until a bit later. This is a favorite yet heartrending scene.
Parker ran out of Titan HQ and jumped in his Range Rover, bypassing anyone who asked what the hell was going on. When he pulled out of the parking garage, sleeting rain hit his windshield, and wind whipped his SUV. His mind processed a thousand questions that spider-webbed from a few basics. Why was she at his house, and where was Matt? He punched redial on his cell, but it went to voicemail.
Hey, it’s Lexi. Leave a message.
“I’ll be there in ten.” He coasted through lights, blew past the speed limit, used the shoulders, and when he finally hit his street, he floored it. Parker yanked the steering wheel, sliding into the driveway. In the whipping sleet, Lexi, without a jacket, sat on the front stoop of his house. Her dripping hair hung over her face, and she hunched over a package while cradling Fatso the dog. It took him a micro-second to snap out of his terror-fueled trance, and he moved fast.
“You okay?” No. Fuck. No, she wasn’t. “Goddamn it.”
The little dog growled and yapped and squirmed to kill him. Parker worked fast to open his door. He twisted the key, punched in the code, and disarmed the anti-asshole sensors as the biting rain slapped down. The rain howled as he quickly crouched in her line of sight. Lexi was doubled over, and her face was swollen. He grabbed her and the dog, dragging them, dripping, over the threshold. Her frozen body shook and trembled against him. There wasn’t time to ask how she’d gotten his phone number or if Matt had dropped her there like that.
A quick assessment said she’d been knocked around, and that was just what he could see on her face. The blue tinge of her lips didn’t help the bruises he saw on her cheeks. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”
She shifted her head slightly, barely signaling no. He went to touch her, and Fatso went berserk.
“Easy, Bacon,” she whispered.
Fatso was Bacon? Made more sense but still… water poured off of her, and her hair stuck to her face. She clung desperately to whatever that was in her arms.
“We need to warm you up. Get you guys dried off. Let’s go.”
She nodded. Her gaze finally shifted up, and he saw that her eyes were sob-and-slap swollen. There was blood on her shirt, as if her nose or mouth had been bleeding. The rain must’ve washed the evidence off her skin. He couldn’t tell what was blue from cold and what was just bruised.
Without thinking, he took the heavy, flat, plastic-wrapped bag from her hand, set it on the floor, and wrapped her in his arms, holding her so that he could breathe. The dog whimpered, and Lexi stiffened before she relaxed into his hug.
He apologized in murmurs but didn’t let go, running his hands over her soaked back. “I shouldn’t have let you go with him.”
Her frail shoulders bunched, but she didn’t speak.
“Come on, Lex.”
“Wait.” The faintness in her voice sounded like she looked. Weak, water-soaked, and wary.
“I need to—that’s my computer.” Her teeth chattered so hard, the words were barely intelligible. “I need—to make sure—it didn’t get wet.”
He blinked. If there was anyone who would get that, it was him, but that she’d said it caught him off guard. “Okay.”
Lexi peeled the plastic away with bluish, shivering hands and displayed a computer bag. She popped it open and smoothed her hand over a nice piece of equipment. He got why she didn’t want rain to touch it, but what he didn’t get was why she had something so high-functioning. It wasn’t for normal use. But that didn’t matter at the moment.
“It’s the most important thing I own,” she said as though reading his mind.
Interesting and curious. “You’re both still freezing. Let’s go.”
Harber, Cristin. Protected By A Hero (Kindle Locations 5411-5441). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.
What these two don’t know about each other only adds to the suspense and drama. The attraction intense and I give Parker a lot of credit for holding back and giving them time.
A page-turning read that had me up half the night to finish. I just had to know if everything worked out. I have also added the rest of this series to my wishlist.
5 Contented Purrs for Cristin!
Brian Lake’s facing his toughest assignment yet: marry a stranger in order to save his military career.
I have to admit when I read this title I was a little more than intrigued. After reading the blurb I was hooked. I’ve heard of manipulating fathers, but the General really takes the prize. Although he has his reasons for doing it and the timing is just about perfect.
Now the General’s five daughters are not happy with him and this latest ‘stunt’ by him has them all fuming.
This is a favorite scene when Brian arrives at the ranch.
“You’re right.” He removed his hat, shifted it to the hand that held his bag and pushed inside without waiting for an invitation. “I’m here for Cass.”
“That’s me.” Cass held out a hand and looked him over curiously as he shook it firmly.
“I’m Brian Lake.” He found himself loath to let her go. But he did. Last thing he wanted was to scare her off before he’d even started. “The General sent me. I’m here to fix the house.”
“The house?” Lena said. “Aren’t you here to take over the overseer position?”
“No. Just here to fix the house,” Brian told her. The General had prepared him for this line of questioning. If I start by sending another overseer they’ll never go for it, he’d told Brian back at USSOCOM. They’ll foment a rebellion the likes of which hasn’t been seen since the Civil War. We’ve got to be sneakier than that. I’ve got friends who drive by from time to time. They say the place is going to the dogs.”
Cass’s expression hardened. “I see. I’m sorry he sent you all this way for nothing. As you can see, the house is fine.”
The General had told him to expect this. “Beg pardon, ma’am, but I’m not asking. I’m telling. The General sent me here to fix the place up, and I’m not leaving until this house is shipshape.”
There was a pause as the women took this in.
“You’re in the Army?” Lena asked, not bothering to get up.
“No, the Navy. I’m a SEAL.”
If he’d hoped that would garner him some respect he was wrong.
“How’d you get mixed up with the General?” Sadie asked suspiciously.
“USSOCOM business.” He hoped that stifled any further interest.
“USSOCOM’s business is fixing my house?” Cass asked.
“It is for now.” Brian dropped his bag on the floor. “I’ll be staying awhile.” The General had told him to go in guns blazing. Don’t give them an inch. They’ll tear you apart, he’d warned Brian.
“Like hell,” Lena said.
“You’re not staying here,” Cass added.
“Yes, I am.” Brian didn’t budge, and he made use of every inch of his height to tower over Cass. She glared back at him. “He said if you don’t like it, you all can move out.”
Just as the General had predicted, that sent a shock wave through them. They’re attached to the ranch, the General had said. Wait and see. They stick close to home, just like their mother used to.
Cass studied him a moment longer, but she must have seen he couldn’t be budged. “Fine. You can stay in the guest room—after I call my father to make sure you are who you say you are.”
“I’ll ring him myself.” The General had predicted this, too. He pulled out his phone, tapped on it a few times and handed it to Cass. She took it with a frown.
“It’s me,” she said into the phone after a moment. “There’s a man here.” She hesitated. “Yes. Yes. That’s right. I’ve got it all under control, you know—” Another pause. “Fine. But the minute the repairs are done, he’s out. Got it?”
She handed the phone back without cutting the connection. Brian lifted it to his ear. “Lake here, General.”
“Don’t let those girls of mine scare you off. Eyes on the prize. That’s some mighty fine ranch land, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is.” A mighty fine woman, too, he thought, looking Cass over again. A mighty pissed off one, by the looks of things. “You sure this is where you want me?”
“Don’t get all mealy-mouthed, Lake. You don’t like Cass, you tell me straight out.”
“It’s not that,” Brian rushed to tell him.
The General chuckled, letting him know he’d betrayed far too much. “Yeah, I thought you might see something you liked there. Make sure she finds you interesting, too. No marriage, no share in the ranch. Got it?”
“Yeah, I got it.” Brian hung up on him, disconcerted by the way the General had seen through him. “We good here?” he asked Cass.
She blinked. “That’s not the way I would phrase it, but I’m satisfied you’re the minion my father meant to send to annoy me. I don’t know why I bothered to check. He does this all the time.” She turned on her heel and led the way to the staircase.
Seton, Cora. Protected By A Hero (Kindle Locations 8911-8946). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.
Not a very auspicious beginning, but right in line with what he was expecting. Now he has to win Cass over.
Of course there has to be more than just fixing up the house, there are men involved with the other girls and they are trouble. Unfortunately they don’t realize it and things get interesting really fast.
Fun, flirty, sexy and plenty of drama to keep you turning the pages. I have read the others in this series and I am waiting patiently for the next one coming in July.
5 Contented Purrs for Cora!
Lynn Raye Harris
A rogue sniper, a mission gone bust. He doesn’t have much time to figure out if the woman he wants is his best ally or his worst enemy.
Again it seem I am starting series far away from the beginning, and loving it.
When Victoria shoots someone other than Nick’s target, she sets off a series of events. Not all of which make her look good.
This is a favorite scene after Victoria shows them a place to hide before they all get caught.
Victoria was still standing and watching them, her eyes wide and innocent-looking in a way that was incongruous with the submachine gun resting against her leg. Nick motioned her over and gestured at the food.
She cast one last glance at the trapdoor over her head and then came over and sank onto the dirt floor.
“That was close,” she said softly.
“Yeah.” Nick handed her an energy bar.
Her fingers touched his when she took it, and his skin tingled with the contact. Her eyelids dropped to shutter her gaze from his view.
She opened the bar and took a bite, lifting her gaze to his once more. “Thanks.”
He shrugged. “If you hadn’t showed us this cellar, we’d have had a shoot-out up there, I think.”
In the distance, they could hear explosions and gunfire. Victoria turned her head as if she could see the fighter jets above them.
“Now that’s a nice touch,” she said.
Nick calmly took a bite of his own energy bar. “Yeah, guess you don’t have air support on tap with your outfit.”
“No, we definitely don’t.”
“What happened to you?” he blurted, unable to hold it in any longer. “You had a promising career, and you threw it all away to do what? Become a mercenary? What the fuck, Victoria?”
Her lips thinned and her rain-gray eyes flashed. She still had the head covering on, but he knew that her hair beneath the cloth was a deep, rich red. Or so he hoped anyway. What if she’d changed it?
“Maybe I didn’t have a choice, Preacher Boy. Did you ever think of that?”
Harris, Lynn Raye. Protected By A Hero (Kindle Locations 12363-12376). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.
Suspense is rampant as they try to figure out who they can trust. Working together isn’t easy and the attraction is intense.
A page turning read that has plenty of action, suspense and sizzle.
5 Contented Purrs for Lynn Rae!
A wounded warrior loses the home he wants, but he might just have found the woman he needs.
This book has so many things I love in it and of course it’s not the first book in this series.
First we have the rescued dog, Grits. He was kind of thrown at Wyatt by his friend Piper who decided he needed to have a dog. Not to replace Raider the Military Working Dog he lost, but to keep him company.
Then there’s Austen, she and her late husband had renovated old houses to flip. Now with her husband gone, Austin needed a change so she went big. She left Pennsylvania and found a property she loves in Sugar Hollow. A Victorian desperately in need of work, she purchased it outright.
Wyatt had been waiting for the Miller place to go on the market and he is devastated and angry when he finds it’s been sold.
This is a favorite scene when he confronts Austen.
He paused, drew a deep breath and seemed to struggle to rein himself in before asking, “How much will it take to buy it off you?”
She got the sense it hadn’t been easy for him to ask that. Her mind was made up though. “It’s not for sale. I’m sorry.” She hadn’t even turned back around yet before he stopped her again.
“What are you intending to do with it?”
Again, his phrasing struck her as odd. He sounded protective of the house, as if he didn’t trust her with it. Maybe he was worried she planned to bulldoze it. “I’m going to fix it up.”
“And then what?”
She was losing patience now. “And then I’m going to live in it.” For starters, anyway.
“You’re going to stay.” His tone dripped with skepticism.
Unless this town is full of assholes like you. “Yes.”
He stood there for a long moment, staring at her. She held that hard gaze, refused to look away or even blink. Then he lowered his arms to his sides and his entire posture seemed etched with defeat. The desperate, almost haunted light in his eyes tugged at her, made her want to make it better somehow.
He pulled out his wallet, took out a business card and held it up. “If you ever decide to sell, will you promise to call me first? It would mean a lot,” he added after a moment.
Dammit, he was making her feel freaking guilty for owning the place, when just five minutes ago she’d been basking in all her excited glory of starting this new chapter of her life. “Fine.” She reached out a hand and stayed where she was, forcing him to climb the stairs to give it to her. His stride had a slight hitch to it.
When he reached the top step she caught another flash of surprise in his eyes as he realized how tall she was. A hair over six feet, putting her at about three inches shorter than him. He was a big man. Sexy, in spite of the scarring and the pissy attitude. Too bad.
He recovered quickly, stopping an arm’s length away. Up close she could see the flecks of amber and green amongst the chocolate-brown in his eyes, and there was something different about his right one. It was subtle, but when she looked closely she could see it wasn’t exactly the same as his left. Given the scarring on the right side of his face, maybe the right eye was a prosthetic.
He held the card out between two long fingers, and raised his eyebrows. “Promise?”
Promise what? Oh, to call him if she ever decided to sell. “I promise,” she told him and took the card, careful not to touch his fingers. Dammit, he smelled good, too. Something clean and masculine, slightly citrusy.
“Thanks.” He took a step back and looked past her through the front door, gazing almost longingly at the interior beyond before meeting her stare once more. “Take good care of her.”
The way he said it, as if he was talking about a lover he’d just lost, made her want to hug him. She knew too well what loss felt like, and was sorry she was responsible for his. “I will.”
Cross, Kaylea. Protected By A Hero (Kindle Locations 16074-16098). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.
Renovating was hard work and Austen couldn’t do everything. As she searched for contractors she got more and more frustrated. Finally she did what she needed to do and called Wyatt.
I loved the dynamic between these two and the heat that developed the more they worked together. However, there was a threat looming from messages Wyatt was getting.
I fell in love with Grits and did a bit of sniffling as I read about Raider his MWD. There is plenty of suspense and a twist I didn’t see coming as well.
I will definitely be getting the rest of this series.
5 Contented Purrs for Kaylea!
A woman on the run. A man determined to save her. He’ll do whatever it takes to protect his Angel.
Sigh, yet another middle of the series, but I do appreciate it’s a stand alone. I don’t have to go back to follow the story but I probably will, since I am now hooked on these characters.
Angel is a waitress at a Casino in Los Vegas. Liking that ‘What happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas’ is conducive to hiding. Something she’s been doing for the last two years.
After sort of being busted for stealing food, she is confronted by Vadim one of the Casino’s computer specialists, Vadim. Now Vadim didn’t just call her, he broke into her apartment while she was in it. He convinces her she hadn’t lost her job, and he came to ask a favor. Housesit and take care of his dog Charlie while he’s away on business.
This is one of my favorite scenes.
Her cheeks burned again as she swallowed hard. She didn’t want Vadim’s freaking charity. But she couldn’t tell him that—it would make things worse. “I know. I just…” she shrugged, not knowing how to continue. “Sierra really doesn’t want to fire me?”
“No, which you would have known if you’d stuck around.”
Another burst of relief slid through her. Sure it would be awkward and embarrassing to see Sierra that first time but with her cash savings gone, the thought of leaving Vegas had been scary without a backup fund. And the truth was, she didn’t want to leave Vadim, even though she knew that was stupid. He saw her as a friend and nothing more. He’d made that perfectly clear. She’d dropped enough hints that she would be interested in more back when they’d first met and started hanging out, but he’d friend-zoned her months ago. Which was probably just as well. She didn’t have time for any entanglements. “Well it gave you a chance to show off your B and E skills.”
His lips twitched slightly, the closest he ever came to a smile. “Did you report your robbery to the police?”
She shook her head. No way was she putting her name in the system more than absolutely necessary. He seemed angered by that, but didn’t respond. “Why isn’t your money in a bank?”
Angel glanced at a spot over his shoulder and bit her tongue. She wasn’t going to tell him anything about her past. Setting her jaw, she waited for him to continue. If he expected a response, he’d be waiting a long time.
Finally Vadim sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face. “I need a favor. It’s why I came to see you earlier tonight.”
Her eyebrows rose. “You need a favor from me?”
He nodded, his expression still so unreadable. Something that irritated her about him. “I’m going out of town for a few days for work and my house sitter cancelled at the last minute.” He let out an annoyed sounding word in Russian. “I don’t like to kennel Charlie and I wanted to ask you to house sit. It won’t be long and you can use my car while I’m gone so you won’t have to worry about learning a new bus schedule.”
Her first instinct was to say no, but she didn’t have a reason to deny him.
“You’re one of the only people I’d trust to stay at my place.” The sincerity in his words took her off guard and touched her.
“Even after I just stole from the Cloud?” she asked wryly. What everyone who worked at the Serafina Serafina called Cloud 9.
His lips pulled into a thin line again. “For kids. Which…” He trailed off frowning. “What?”
“Should I go out and get food for them or is it too late?”
In that moment Angel was pretty sure she had more than just a crush on Vadim but she ruthlessly shoved all her emotions back into a tiny box, locked it, then threw that key in the deepest, darkest ocean of her heart. Swallowing back the strange tightening in her throat, she shook her head. “No, they’re staying with their grandparents now. I just found out from my landlord when I stopped by their place. I hope everything’s going to be okay for them now. But thank you for asking.”
His shoulders relaxed as he stood. “Okay, good. Then it’s settled. You’ll stay at my place.”
She frowned at him. “I never agreed to that.”
“We both know you’re going to. You’re too nice to say no and Charlie loves your belly rubs. And if you say no, sweet Charlie will be put in a kennel and she gets anxiety if she doesn’t get to sleep in her own bed.”
She gritted her teeth to keep from smiling. His dog’s name was Charlotte, Charlie for short. He brought her to work sometimes and Angel had fallen in love with the beautiful dog. The German Shepherd was better behaved than most humans. The way she listened to Vadim’s commands was impressive. And she was incredibly adorable. “You’re a master manipulator.”
His shoulders lifted casually, but the glint in his pale eyes set her off balance. She felt like something had shifted between them but wasn’t sure what.
Reus, Katie. Protected By A Hero (Kindle Locations 18829-18861). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.
This is just the beginning as things start to heat up in more ways than one. After a soul searing kiss interrupted by Charlie, Vadim turns cold, leaving her bewildered. While he is gone the reason she is hiding rears it’s ugly head.
A lot of hot and cold, but I loved the way she stood up to Vadim’s alpha high handedness. Although at times I thought she was quite naïve as to how things work in the world. When things got hotter, I was sure these two would melt my kindle.
I will definitely be getting the rest of this series, as I am very curious about all the others I met in this one.
5 Contented Purrs for Katie!
Police Chief Travis Kincaid has rules, but the woman he’s after is determined to break them.
Woot, a first in series to hook me! Prairie, Kansas is rebuilding from a EF4 tornado. So much destruction and yet the town has come together to start the arduous process.
Dottie’s Diner now a pile of rubble has morphed into a food truck across from it’s original location. A place for folks to gather and share news it’s where we meet the main characters in this tale.
Chief Travis has a thing for Elaine, Dottie’s waitress. Of course he’ll never admit it, he has relationship rules, rules that his friend and deputy chief Weston thinks need to be broken. Weston also thinks Travis should run for sheriff which he eventually agrees to do.
This is a favorite scene when Travis announces he’s running to his opponent Lawson and pisses off Elaine in the process.
Lawson’s facade slipped a fraction as his eyes went cold. Travis had to hand it to him. The guy was a pro. He wouldn’t easily be provoked into doing or saying something stupid. The fake smile was back, as was the politician’s voice. “I was just introducing myself to the lady. Good opportunity to meet the people of this great town. You probably saw this morning that I’m running for sheriff.”
Travis’s stomach churned at the way the lie slipped out of the man’s mouth. He could stomach a lot of things, but lying wasn’t one of them. “I know who you are,” Travis answered, letting his voice get steely and focusing his gaze on the man. “I should have introduced myself this morning. I’m Travis Kincaid. Prairie’s police chief, and your opponent.”
Lawson’s eyes widened slightly, just enough to give away his surprise. Although, of the three of them, Travis was arguably the most surprised at the bomb he’d just dropped. What did Dottie always say? In for a penny, in for a pound? His stomach felt just like it had the first time he’d jumped out of a plane at twenty-thousand. He was damn well gonna make sure he landed in one piece. He gave Elaine a reassuring squeeze. “And this is Elaine Ryder, my treasurer.”
She squeaked and stiffened.
“Elaine, is it?” Menace flashed in Lawson’s eyes, and then, just as quickly, disappeared. Every cell in Travis’s body went on alert. Lawson was trouble. He knew it. So much so, he’d double down on his last dollar at a poker table with the Sinclaire brothers.
Lawson took Elaine’s hand, bowed slightly, and kissed the back. “A pleasure meeting you, Elaine.”
Revulsion slithered through Travis, and he clenched his fist at his side, refraining from forcefully removing the man only because he’d gone and jumped into a political campaign without thinking about the consequences. Not his best moment.
Lawson turned to him, his eyes glittering points. “I’ll see you on the campaign trail, Kincaid. Good luck.” He spun on his heel and stalked off, not bothering to meet the people.
Elaine turned to him, eyes sparking in anger, cheeks pink. He should be thinking of how to fix this, but instead the air in his lungs turned to ash and he couldn’t breathe, let alone think. He’d never seen Elaine this way, all riled up and intense. Awareness shot through him leaving a trail of fried synapses on the way to his cock. Holy smokes, did his cock like this side of her.
Elaine was the kind of woman who hated to be the center of attention. And for two years, she’d done an excellent job of blending in with the decor at Dottie’s. If he had to guess, he bet half the folks who came into the diner didn’t even know her name. Of course post-tornado, everyone knew who Elaine and Dax were, and he’d seen her discomfort at the attention. Seeing her outraged and not caring who saw, was a revelation.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
He couldn’t help smiling, even if it made her madder. She was so damned cute.
“Running for sheriff?”
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “And apparently, I’m your treasurer,” she answered, lower lip jutting out. “How about you explain that?”
Her tone was meant to intimidate. She was as puffed up as an angry prairie chicken, and the only effect it had was to heighten his desire. Tingles raced down his spine, and he could only focus on that sweet lower lip.
“Well?” She tapped her foot.
Pull yourself together, asshole.
“Dottie and Weston both mentioned you’re a whiz with numbers, and I need a treasurer to file.”
“Then find somebody else.”
“But I want you.”
Layne, Tessa. Protected By A Hero (Kindle Locations 21328-21357). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.
Even as Travis battles his feelings the sparks fly between him and Elaine. Her son Dex wins his heart as well as they work closely on the campaign.
Elaine does have a secret she’s keeping from him though and it’s one that could ruin his chances of winning.
Lots of fun, plenty of drama and a finish that has me wanting more of all these characters.
5 Contented Purrs for Tessa!
New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author, Susan Stoker has a heart as big as the state of Texas where she lives, but this all American girl has also spent the last fourteen years living in Missouri, California, Colorado, and Indiana. She’s married to a retired Army man who now gets to follow her around the country.
She debuted her first series in 2014 and quickly followed that up with the SEAL of Protection Series, which solidified her love of writing and creating stories readers can get lost in.
Cristin Harber is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling romance author of steamy romantic suspense, military romance, contemporary romance, and new adult books.
Her black ops books are packed with action and adventure and filled with everything she loves to read in romance novels! Sexy second chance romances, teasing tension in older brother’s best friend stories, plus enemies to lover, opposites attract, undercover marriage, forbidden love, and Navy SEAL romances (along with every other branch of military and law enforcement)!
USA Today and NYT Times bestselling author Cora Seton loves cowboys, country life, gardening, bike-riding, and lazing around with a good book. Mother of four, wife to a computer programmer/eco-farmer, she ditched her California lifestyle nine years ago and moved to a remote logging town in northwestern British Columbia.
Like the characters in her novels, Cora enjoys old-fashioned pursuits and modern technology, spending mornings transforming a one-acre lot into a paradise of orchards, berry bushes and market gardens, and afternoons writing the latest Chance Creek romance novel on her iPad mini.
Lynn Raye Harris is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM SERIES of military romances as well as 20 books for Harlequin Presents. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former-military husband, two crazy cats, and one spoiled American Saddlebred horse. Lynn’s books have been called “exceptional and emotional,” “intense,” and “sizzling.” Lynn’s books have sold over 3 million copies worldwide.
Katie Reus is the New York Times, USA Today, & IndieReader bestselling author of the Red Stone Security series, the Moon Shifter series and the Deadly Ops series. She fell in love with romance at a young age thanks to books she pilfered from her mom’s stash. Years later she loves reading romance almost as much as she loves writing it. However, she didn’t always know she wanted to be a writer. After changing majors many times, she finally graduated with a degree in psychology. Not long after that she discovered a new love. Writing. She now spends her days writing dark paranormal romance and sexy romantic suspense.
Tessa Layne writes smokin’ hot contemporary cowboy and military romances filled with tenderhearted tough guys and sassy strong women who capture their hearts.
She grew up in Colorado in the mountains at the edge of the Great Plains. There, she met her own smokin’ hot Cowboy and they had a whirlwind romance to rival any novel. She believes in Happily Ever Afters, loves fireflies, horses, and breathing clean country air. Her favorite thing to do is to sit on the porch swing with a glass of Rose, listening to her Cowboy pluck his guitar!
Feel free to drop her a line (links below) – She loves to hear from her readers!