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Coming Home
Massey, TX #1
by April Zyon
a Cowboy Romance
from Evernight Publishing
cover by Sour Cherry Designs
Blurb:
After sixteen years in the Marine Corps, Rhys Hollister is returning toMassey , Texa s
Having never met the elusive Rhys, though she knows his mother and sister well, Gwen gets quite the shock when she first sets eyes on the man. There’s a connection between them, deeper than either have ever felt, and one strong enough to last a lifetime. The timing isn’t ideal, but their feelings won’t be denied forever.
All it takes is a celebration, some time alone together, and a mutually burning desire hot enough to rival aTexas
Excerpt:
Finally Forever
Massey, TX 2
Blurb:
Joshua Carver and Alison Hollister have been neighbors for years. They have also been in love with each other for just as long, but never admitted it.
As a model, Alison has traveled to far off locations, met new people, and had amazingly good success. All it took was one person to ruin all she’d worked so hard to achieve. One moment, a singular event, will change the course of her life forever.
Born and bred to work the land his forefathers secured through their blood, sweat, and tears, Joshua Carver is a rancher through and through. He loves his piece of land, his heritage, but he’s looking toward the future. Looking forward to a wife and children, but only one woman will do.
Excerpt:
Marine of Her Heart
Massey, TX 3
Coming to Massey, TX was a favor to a friend, but soon Victor “Tricks” Michaels was calling it home. When his friend once again asked for a little help he stepped up to the plate. What he didn’t expect was the terror he’d have to see in her eyes.
Gennifer “Genny” Baker has always played up her party girl, troublemaker image. If people only ever expect the worst then they can never be disappointed. But she’s gotten herself in deeper than anything ever before and she needs help extricating herself, fast. A call home to her sister soon has help on the way. She just never expected it to come in such a sexy bundle.
A long road trip home shows Genny just what she’s truly been missing with a man of her own. If they survive what’s coming, maybe she can convince Victor he’s the Marine of her heart.
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Massey, TX 4
Blurb:
Disheartened with a career he no longer loves, Travis Carver is seriously considering returning home to Massey, Texas. While he’s unsure what his role in the future might be, he finds it doesn’t matter once he’s reconnected with an indescribable beauty.
Cassidy Milner only has fond memories of Massey, Texas. At one time her home, before a horrific tragedy forced her to move. Returning to her birthplace after losing her job wasn’t quite what she expected. Especially once she ran into an old neighbor looking just as lost as she felt.
Their connection is instantaneous, but with her former boss dragging her into trouble how can Cassidy dare to hope? Travis isn’t about to let the best thing in his life get away. All he has to do is convince her that their love is worth taking a chance.
Second
Chance for Love
Massey, TX
Blurb:
Mercy Jenkins is a free woman, at last! Never again will she enter into a relationship without thinking it through. Never again will she be swept off her feet without some way to anchor herself firmly. Never again will she let a man have control over her heart. She really should have known better...
Brant Carver is home for a holiday, not by choice. Going out for a night on the town with his brother is exactly what he needs to help him forget why he’s on vacation. Not once did he figure that he’d end up waking in Mercy’s bed, or forgetting how he got there.
Mercy made a choice to be upfront with Brant about the consequences of their one and only night together. What comes next proves they both have a second chance at love.
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Coming HomeMassey, TX #1
by April Zyon
a Cowboy Romance
from Evernight Publishing
cover by Sour Cherry Designs
After sixteen years in the Marine Corps, Rhys Hollister is returning to
Having never met the elusive Rhys, though she knows his mother and sister well, Gwen gets quite the shock when she first sets eyes on the man. There’s a connection between them, deeper than either have ever felt, and one strong enough to last a lifetime. The timing isn’t ideal, but their feelings won’t be denied forever.
All it takes is a celebration, some time alone together, and a mutually burning desire hot enough to rival a
June 20, 2014
Sixteen years
ago, he’d left his hometown of Massey ,
Texas
It wasn’t like
he hadn’t been back home. He’d been home on leave and between tours when it was
permitted. He’d tolerated his mother’s fussing, and let his baby sister drag
him around town to show him all that had changed while he’d been away.
Then he’d
gotten recruited onto an elite team. One he couldn’t talk about with anyone,
even his father, a retired Master Sergeant. The trips home had dwindled until
they’d finally faded to nearly none seven years ago. He hadn’t been home at all
in four years.
Looking at it
now through eyes that had seen too much death and destruction, he saw a
peaceful and generous place, not the prison he’d been desperate to escape on
his eighteenth birthday come hell or high water. It was a place where everyone
knew everyone else and looked out for their neighbors. A place where the people
banded together in trying times to help those they considered friends and
family.
A lot had
changed, he realized, as he drove through the center of town in his semi-new
truck.
Massey had
grown. When he’d left, it had been barely eight hundred souls. Now it was
approaching the five thousand mark. Main
Street
Although many
turned to check out his truck, not a one would be able to place his face. He
was just a stranger passing through in their minds, but he did get a few nods
from folks. It was the small town way after all. While they might be a bit wary
of strangers, they were always welcoming. So, to each nod, he lifted his
fingers from the steering wheel in greeting and dipped his chin.
As he drove along
Main Street
Shaking his
head, he rubber-necked the entire way, trying to absorb how his little backwoods
town had exploded into a mini metropolis. It was unbelievable. Fucking
unbelievable what sixteen years could do. Not just to places, but to people as
well.
Turning slowly
onto the rural route, he picked up a bit of speed. In the rearview mirror, he
could see the rooster tail of dust begin to rise as he got out into the
countryside. Six miles to go and he’d be on the land that had passed down
through his father’s side of the family. Each man had done his time serving his
country, and then had come home to take over and carry on the tradition.
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Joshua Carver and Alison Hollister have been neighbors for years. They have also been in love with each other for just as long, but never admitted it.
As a model, Alison has traveled to far off locations, met new people, and had amazingly good success. All it took was one person to ruin all she’d worked so hard to achieve. One moment, a singular event, will change the course of her life forever.
Born and bred to work the land his forefathers secured through their blood, sweat, and tears, Joshua Carver is a rancher through and through. He loves his piece of land, his heritage, but he’s looking toward the future. Looking forward to a wife and children, but only one woman will do.
With trouble on their doorstep, they will have to rely on
each other. They are out of options if they truly want their forever.
August
20, 2014
Tipping his hat
to one of the older ladies, part of the knitting club his mother belonged to,
Joshua Carver stepped up into the local hardware store. Nodding to old man
Thornton, he headed down the aisle after grabbing up a basket.
He dipped his
head in greeting to a couple of folks he knew. Stopping now and again, he
quickly filled up his basket with various screws, some new tools to replace
ones wearing out, and a few bolts to replace ones he knew were rusted.
Once he had
everything, he moved up to the counter and waited for George Thornton to finish
with his conversation. No rushing in a little town like Massey , Texas
Sometimes, it
was easier than others. Today was one of them. Joshua had nowhere he needed to
be, not right off.
“Josh, my boy,
how are you doing?” George asked as he squeezed his pot belly behind the
counter. For a man that resembled a scarecrow, he sure did have a gut on him.
“Pretty good,
sir. How’s the missus doing?” he asked since he knew how the game was played.
“Good, good.
She’s off visiting her sister right now. I love my Martha more than life, but
Lord love it, her family is a bunch of whackos.”
Nodding slowly
as he stifled his laughter, he shrugged. “Sadly, you can’t choose your relatives,
or the relatives of the one you love, sir.”
“Nope, you sure
can’t,” he agreed as he kept ringing up the order. “How about your momma? How’s
she doing?”
“Pretty good,
sir. She’s still got days where it’s hard to get going, but she knows that Pops
wouldn’t want her to waste away. She’s getting back into the knitting and book
clubs. She was even talking about helping out with the Christmas pageant this
year.”
They had lost
his father three years ago. The man had always been healthier than a horse with
the constitution of the most stubborn mule. Too much stress and too many long
hours working the farm had taken their toll and he’d died of a heart attack.
Alone, in a field, no one had known until he hadn’t come home that night. The
loss of Daniel Carver had rocked the community, much like the loss of their
neighbor had done so barely two months ago.
Daniel Carver
and Paul Hollister had been poker buddies, shooting buddies, and pretty much
the best of friends. When Daniel, his father, had passed, Paul Hollister had
made sure to come around the Carver Ranch often to check on everyone and ensure
they didn’t need anything. Joshua personally couldn’t have thanked the man
enough for all he’d done. He had truly gone above and beyond during that
devastating and horrible time in his, and his family’s, lives.
“Well, hot
damn, boy, that’s great!” George declared at the top of his lungs. Not that the
man really had to yell. He had a big, booming voice that just tended to carry
no matter what the situation. “I’ll have to tell my Martha about that when I
talk to her tonight. The pageant has surely missed your mother’s calm, guiding
touch these last couple of years. We all fully understood, but it would be
great to have her back again.”
“Yes, sir,
kinda why she’s thinking about it.”
When the order
was rung up, Joshua asked George to add on their outstanding balance so he
could pay it all off. It was a bit of a doozy, but not as bad as it had been
now and again in the years past.
Signing his
name to the slip, he pocketed his copy and hefted the bags.
“Oh, before you
go, Josh, Martha wanted me to pass along the invitation out to our place not
this weekend but the next. We are having some of the grandkids coming in and we
thought we’d show them how true Texans do a barbecue and shindig.”
He thought
about it and nodded. “I’ll mention it to the family, sir. I’m sure that a few
of us will gladly come over and eat you out of house and home. I know the hands
would welcome a few hours to let loose.”
“Good, good.
Well, anyone and everyone is more than welcome. We’ll be starting on Saturday
around nine. We’ll do some riding, there will be swimming in the pool, so bring
a suit, and of course, there’ll be plenty of food. Martha has already got her
shopping list ready to go. I may need to take out a second mortgage, and I have
no idea just how many counties she’s planning on feeding. I love that woman,
otherwise I’d have to hide out in the hills,” George said.
“Yes, sir.”
Joshua chuckled softly. “I will be sure to pass all that along to the
appropriate folks. I’m sure that you will see a good chunk of the Carver Ranch
invading come Saturday, not this one, but the next,” he said with a bit of a
smirk.
With a few more
words, Joshua managed to get out of there. Not the shortest trip to the hardware
store he’d ever made, but not the longest either. Tipping his chin to a group
of older ladies, he smiled, and when they went by with titters and whispers, he
rolled his eyes. Women were weird creatures that never seemed to grow out of
their odd mannerisms.
After stowing
the new goods in the box of his pickup, Joshua looked around Main Street. He
could go straight back to the ranch, but he was feeling the need to fill his
gut. As his mama often claimed, he was still a growing boy, even at thirty.
With that
thought in mind, he headed over to Milly’s—the best diner in Massey since it
was the town hangout. No matter your age, you had eaten there if you grew up in
or surrounding Massey, Texas. They had the best milkshakes in the world, some
of the best damn burgers around, and no one could top their steaks. Of course,
they were in Texas, where beef was very well-known.
One rule with
Texans—never fuck with their beef.
Chuckling, he
walked across the street and into the diner. Slipping his Stetson off, he nodded
to a few of the patrons and looked for a booth along the front windows. The
space was huge, had to be to fit entire football teams or school classes
inside.
Sliding into
his seat, he set the hat aside and rubbed at his face. He’d been up too damn
early and would be up way too late. Couldn’t be helped, though, he thought,
looking out the windows to Main Street. With most of his brothers off living
very different lives, he was the one that was handling all the day-to-day. It
definitely took a toll, but he wouldn’t change it for the world.
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Coming to Massey, TX was a favor to a friend, but soon Victor “Tricks” Michaels was calling it home. When his friend once again asked for a little help he stepped up to the plate. What he didn’t expect was the terror he’d have to see in her eyes.
Gennifer “Genny” Baker has always played up her party girl, troublemaker image. If people only ever expect the worst then they can never be disappointed. But she’s gotten herself in deeper than anything ever before and she needs help extricating herself, fast. A call home to her sister soon has help on the way. She just never expected it to come in such a sexy bundle.
A long road trip home shows Genny just what she’s truly been missing with a man of her own. If they survive what’s coming, maybe she can convince Victor he’s the Marine of her heart.
Be Warned: anal play
Excerpt:
A phone call in
the dead of night wasn’t something anyone wanted to get. The fact he was up
anyway didn’t matter. He grabbed the cell and looked at the screen as he
answered. “Yeah?” he said in a low tone.
“Need a favor.
I’ll owe you big,” the voice on the other end said.
That had his
full attention. Especially considering he likely owed Rhys Hollister a half
dozen favors as it was. “Call us even,” he countered.
There was a
long moment of silence before Rhys sighed. “Okay, but you may change your mind
after I tell you what it is. Actually, you’ll change your mind once you meet my
favor,” his friend and former Marine Corps cohort muttered.
“Spit it out,
Rhys. What do you need me to do that has you calling me in the dead of night?”
Glancing at the clock, he squinted. Two forty-six a.m. to be precise.
“I need you to
get to the L.A. Greyhound on Fourth as fast as you can. Take a vehicle, you’re
going to want one of your own. I need you to pick up Gwen’s sister, Gennifer,”
he said softly.
Ah, the elusive
baby sister. The trouble finder extraordinaire. Gwen, Rhys’s fiancée, and
nicest person on the planet, was the polar opposite of her baby sister. From
all the stories he’d heard, Genny and Rhys’s baby sister Alison used to be
serious hell raisers.
“The guy she
was with is likely the issue.” Rhys was still talking. “His name is Salvador
Peretti. I’m sending you everything I could find on the asshole. If I get
anything more once Simon gets here, I’ll shoot it to your email. I sent along a
couple photos as well so you should know him anywhere. Listen, Vic,” he said
before pausing.
Victor Michaels
had survived by listening to his gut. It wasn’t always accurate—the fourteen
bullet wounds he’d taken while in the Marines gave testament to that—but it was
a good little guide. “What?” he growled into the phone. He was already starting
to figure out in his head what he’d need to take as he looked around the house
he, Simon Markham, and Anthony Romero—also former Marines—had rented for the
duration of their stay in Massey, Texas. He had to travel light to be fast, but
that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to be armed to the fucking teeth.
“This Peretti
guy has the cops in his pocket. He has a massive security detail that are all
former Rangers or SEALs that ended up getting weird discharges from the service.
They are, for all intents and purposes, as fucking psychotic as he is. You will
need to disguise Genny in some way to get her out of town. I don’t even care
what you do, I doubt she will either at this point, but no matter what, you get
her back home.”
“You know I
will,” he said. It was a matter of honor between brothers.
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Massey, TX 4
Blurb:
Disheartened with a career he no longer loves, Travis Carver is seriously considering returning home to Massey, Texas. While he’s unsure what his role in the future might be, he finds it doesn’t matter once he’s reconnected with an indescribable beauty.
Cassidy Milner only has fond memories of Massey, Texas. At one time her home, before a horrific tragedy forced her to move. Returning to her birthplace after losing her job wasn’t quite what she expected. Especially once she ran into an old neighbor looking just as lost as she felt.
Their connection is instantaneous, but with her former boss dragging her into trouble how can Cassidy dare to hope? Travis isn’t about to let the best thing in his life get away. All he has to do is convince her that their love is worth taking a chance.
Excerpt:
He couldn’t
breathe. Quite literally, Travis couldn’t breathe. His mother was crushing his
ribcage. Hell, he was pretty fucking sure he was already turning every shade of
blue there was. He didn’t even have enough air left in his lungs for a token
protest.
The woman would
not let go either, despite all he’d said earlier when he’d had air. Now he was
pretty sure she was hanging on so he couldn’t leave. Even though he had told
her he was there to stay for good, no more jetting off into the sunset.
His youngest brother
Joshua stood there grinning, clearly enjoying the fact that their mother was
target locked on someone else for a change. He did move finally, likely having
seen the desperate edge in Travis’s eyes as the spots flashed and the light at
the end of the tunnel became so much clearer.
“Mama, you
might want to let Trav catch some air. He’s about to keel over any minute now
would be my guess, given his eyes are starting to roll in two different
directions,” Josh told her.
Thankfully,
Theresa Carver, the woman who had given him life, spared him an untimely demise
and let go.
Sucking in air,
he stumbled back, catching himself on a chair as he bent over desperately
trying to fill his lungs time and again. The spots began to dissipate, the
oxygen starvation to his body began to be relieved, feeling returned to his
limbs, and all he could think was he wasn’t getting close enough for a repeat
of that any time soon.
Finally giving
in, he collapsed into the chair. Rubbing a hand to his ribs, he shot his mother
a look. He’d forgotten how strong the woman was. Joshua, the shit, was just
grinning away like the goofball he was.
“I’m sorry,
Travis,” his mother said softly. She moved closer, and he honestly couldn’t
have stopped the instinctive flinch had he tried. She gave him a glower. The
one that all mothers had in their arsenal. The one that turned a child of
theirs from a little shit into a perfect angel in under two seconds no matter
what. It was the one that promised hell would be visited upon their heads,
without mercy.
His entire body
tensed when she got to his side. All she did, though, was wrap a gentle arm
around his shoulders and give him a light squeeze. “I’m just so happy to have
you home again.”
“I know, Mama,”
he said, his voice a little rough. From not breathing, of course. He also
didn’t have a tear in his eye—nope, he wasn’t crying. That was an irritant
removal lubricant doing its job. At least that was what he was telling himself.
“I’m glad you’re happy I’m home. I am, really.”
Joshua snorted.
“I think he’s trying to say that he was hoping you wouldn’t be nearly so
enthusiastic about it.”
“Joshua, don’t
you have some work to do?” their mother asked him in a rather pointed tone.
“Nope, all
done. Just killing some time until my bride gets her tush in gear so we can go
out for our night on the town.”
For a moment,
Travis’s brain fritzed out. Then it clicked—his brother was a happily married
man. To Alison, formerly Hollister, the girl who had grown up next door. The
girl his baby brother had been in love with from the moment he’d first laid
eyes on her.
“How’s Ali
doing?” Travis asked curiously. He hadn’t made it to the wedding, which had
been an impromptu affair in Vegas, much to his eternal regret.
“She’s great,”
Josh said. The smile on his face was one of true, pure happiness. He was in
love and it showed.
Travis was
happy for his brother. Josh had always mooned about in regards to Alison. The
fact they were now married, in love, living happily and all that jazz, just
made it even better. Though he would admit, to himself and no other, he was
also a little bit jealous. His baby brother deserved to be happy, but Travis
still felt a little off balance by it all. He didn’t fully understand his
feelings on the matter.
He also wasn’t
going to be telling anyone he was jealous of his baby brother’s bliss. That
would just make him sound like a raving moron. The other emotions he’d figure
out as he went along. While he didn’t like to talk about his feelings, he
didn’t bury them either. Travis would work through them to figure them out in
his own way, in his own time.
“I’m glad the
two of you finally got your heads on straight and admitted how you felt for one
another,” Travis said. It had been highly comical during the early days into
their teens, more painful as they’d turned into adults and gotten their own
lives. Then a little sad when he’d catch them shooting longing looks at the
other one from across the room.
In his family,
though, there was a rule to never interfere unless things didn’t resolve in a
timely manner. Unfortunately, the loss of the Carver family patriarch had
thrown their grand scheme to get those two on the right path a bit askew.
Looking around
the kitchen as his mother and Joshua talked about this and that, Travis took in
everything that had always made the room so welcoming, including the oversized
jacket and heavy duty boots that had belonged to his father. His mother
couldn’t move them, wouldn’t move them. She said they, or some version of them,
had been in those very spots since the day they’d moved into the house and they
would remain there until it was her time to join her one and only love.
It was a
wonderful reminder of the love his parents had shared. It was also a goal each
of the kids in the Carver family hoped to achieve for themselves. Brant, the
oldest of the kids, had tried and failed. Not that anyone had been shocked by
that. His ex had been a raving bitch. Joshua, though… He smiled slightly. Josh
had achieved it.
A hand waving
in his face brought his attention back and he blinked up at his brother.
“What?” he asked. The look on Josh’s face was amused, which led him to believe
his brother had been attempting to gain his attention for a while.
“I said, we’re
heading over to the old Milner place to meet up with Ali. She’s over assisting
Genny Baker with some last minute wedding things. Want to come along? There
will be food,” his brother said.
It was
tempting, really tempting. He was starving. “You sure they won’t mind?” he
asked, pushing to his feet.
“Hardly,” Josh
scoffed. “Hell, Rhys will be there and likely be glad to see you, I’m very
sure. You can meet some of his friends from the Corps too. One of whom is the
lucky bastard that Genny roped.”
He only
hesitated a moment more before nodding. “Sure, why not?” he said with a grin.
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Massey, TX
Blurb:
Mercy Jenkins is a free woman, at last! Never again will she enter into a relationship without thinking it through. Never again will she be swept off her feet without some way to anchor herself firmly. Never again will she let a man have control over her heart. She really should have known better...
Brant Carver is home for a holiday, not by choice. Going out for a night on the town with his brother is exactly what he needs to help him forget why he’s on vacation. Not once did he figure that he’d end up waking in Mercy’s bed, or forgetting how he got there.
Mercy made a choice to be upfront with Brant about the consequences of their one and only night together. What comes next proves they both have a second chance at love.
Be Warned: anal play
Excerpt:
“Come on,
Brant. It’s a holiday, not like it’s a prison term.”
Turning a glare
on his youngest brother, one that had made grown men piss their pants in the
past, he growled. The little shit didn’t even flinch, just smirked at him.
Joshua Carver, youngest male of the Carver family, was a pain in his ass and
always had been. He loved the kid, but damn if he didn’t wish he’d smothered
him when he was little.
“It’s a forced
holiday, not something I wanted. If I’d wanted a holiday in the midst of my
biggest fucking case, I’d have taken it. The fucking brass seem to think that
I’m an idiot and don’t see what they are doing,” Brant practically snarled out.
“So, what are
they doing?” Joshua asked.
He had to look
carefully at his brother, but all he saw was an honest inquiry to the trouble.
Shit. He’d been too long undercover if he had to see if his own baby brother
was yanking his chain. Maybe the brass was right. Maybe he did need a break.
Nah, he thought a moment later, they just wanted him out of the way.
“The director’s
brat was transferred into the main office two weeks ago. The kid’s been working
in various field offices to gain experience. In reality, he’s been making
waves, and had numerous reports written up on him. Those are permanent parts of
your records, unless of course your daddy is the Director of the DEA.”
“So his old man
had them wiped?” Joshua asked. He carried two mugs of steaming black coffee to
the table and handed one to Brant. Accepting it gratefully, Brant took a sip
and let out a happy sigh.
“No, they can’t
be wiped once they are in the system, but they can be buried. His old man
slapped a “classified” notation on them with some bullshit security level that
means only the Directors of the agencies, DEA, FBI, etcetera, can open them.
That or the President of the United States, of course.”
“Of course,”
Joshua parroted, rolling his eyes.
Pretty much how
Brant felt on the situation.
“So, the big
boss gets his kid back under his thumb to keep him in line after all these
reports are filed on the shit. What’s that got to do with you being forced out
mid-operation to take a vacation? I mean, you look like you could do with a
couple days to decompress, but not a month, bro.”
“It’s a big
case, huge, headline making,” Brant said. He saw it click for his brother a
moment later, Joshua’s eyes going huge. “Exactly. If the little shit makes a
name for himself off my hard work, and eight years of undercover work, blood,
sweat, and frustration, then all that bad stuff just vanishes from everyone’s
thoughts. He’ll be known for taking down one of the biggest cartels around. He
can ride that at a desk in any office anywhere in the world, and literally
never have to do an ounce of work again until he retires.”
“Fucking hell,
what a load of bullshit!” Joshua got up from his chair, and paced to the
counter before spinning to look at him. “So this little piss ant is going to
get all the credit for the last decade of your life? Are you fucking kidding
me?”
“Eight years,”
he said. Chuckling at the glare he got, Brant shrugged. “I have no say on it,
bro. I might be top dog in the field, but when it comes to office politics, I’m
just the fodder they throw into the path of the drug cartels to slow them down
and to make good headlines so the brass can shine.”
“Shit,” Joshua
muttered. He had his hands braced on his hips as he glared at up at the
ceiling, shaking his head slightly. “So, and this may be nothing more than my
head doing its thing, but what happens if the kid fucks up the whole thing?
Like, he goes in and the cartel ends up killing him?”
“Then his daddy
will know he should have listened to the fodder when he said the kid was too
cocky, too green, and will die. The only good thing is that my name’s been
removed from everything on the case except for some initial work at the
beginning. The boss’s brat’s name’s on everything now. Which means, when he
fails, and he will, then Daddy can’t save his ass ever again. He’ll be
blackballed at best, dead at worst. If he lives through this, he’ll be lucky to
get a job flipping burgers at some truck stop in the backwoods of Croatia.”
Joshua was
frowning at him. “How do you know your name’s been wiped off everything?”
“Because I made
sure it was. If they want to take my op away, fine. If they are going to pass
it off as someone else’s then I don’t want any association with it. If he
crashes and burns, he will crash and burn alone. Plus, if the kid fucks this up
even half as bad as I think he will, then his daddy will be forced out too for
shaming the agency. I also made sure that all the other agents on the case had
the little shit’s name on their documentation too. No one is throwing this back
on me when the kid gets killed. Not that I’m hoping he does, but he’s too full
of himself to see where the threat will be coming from.”
“Fuck,” Joshua
said. Shooting him a glare, he shook his blond head.
“Nothing to be
done about it,” Brant said. He knew better than to keep beating a dead horse.
He was pissed, would be for a good fucking long time, but he couldn’t do a damn
thing about it when the Director of the DEA said he was out. Not like he could
go whining to the President of the United States about the director favoring
his snotty-nosed little turd of a son.
“Well, we’re
not going to fucking sit here and bitch about it. Let’s head over to The
Shanty. We can drink a little, flirt with the ladies, and then drink some more.
I’ll get Ali to come and rescue our drunken hides at some point. She’ll do it.
She’ll give me grief, but when I lay this on her, she’ll fully understand.”
Get drunk
without having to worry about someone trying to kill him? What a novel concept.
Brant hadn’t had a night out on the town in too long. A few trips during his
time in the Rangers with the other guys, but that had been a rarity.
The more he
thought about it, the more he liked the idea. “Fuck yeah, why not? I haven’t
had a good night out drinking in forever. Be nice to have to be poured into my
bed for once instead of pouring someone else into theirs.”
Getting to his
feet, he went over to his brother. “If you wake me up at the fucking butt crack
of dawn tomorrow, I will kill you. I will snap your little neck and bury your
body out in the middle of fucking nowhere. No one will be able to prove I did
it. Ever. We clear?”
Joshua was
laughing at him and just shrugged. “At least you don’t have to be up before
dawn. I do, so I’m going to stop drinking as soon as the room starts spinning.
If I drink any more than that, I’ll be hurting all day tomorrow. To ease your
mind, big brother, I won’t be waking you up.”
“Good enough
for me. Let’s go,” Brant said. He checked his pockets for his wallet and keys,
in case he needed to be the one to let them back into the house. His hand
brushed over the small of his back and he had to hide the flinch. He didn’t
have a weapon on him. He fucking felt naked without it, but he couldn’t go
around carrying it on him while he was on vacation. Not that he didn’t have his
service weapon with him. It was just packed away, out of sight and out of mind.
Mostly.
Sighing, he scrubbed a hand through his short, dark blond hair. “First round’s
on me,” he told Joshua.
“Hot damn.” His
brother smirked. “That’s just what I wanted to hear.”
Laughing
softly, he followed Josh out of the house and to the truck. It was going to be
good to get out, see some of the folks he’d grown up with, and just relax for a
couple of hours. He’d likely regret it tomorrow, but that was tomorrow and this
was today. Fuck tomorrow.
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AUTHOR
BIO:
Having been a lover of the written word all her
life April has always wanted to expand her
horizons and write something that could be shared with the world. Only one
thing held April back,
the fact that the letters and numbers mixed and jumbled more often than not.
Diagnosed with Dyslexia when she was eight years old April had to work her butt off just to be
able to keep up with the other kids in reading and writing, so her love for
fictional writing was tossed to the wayside for the moment.
Time marched on, as it always does, and she forgot her
childhood dream of becoming an author and instead focused on what she had
to—creating a career for herself.
As the endless waves of time passed the shores became
less rocky and more sandy, a place where she could find an even foot. That and
Microsoft invented Word. Hallelujah.
This is where April began her journey into the written world, the
world that her imagination had been ceaselessly creating for her entire adult
life.
Now she has been given a chance to let her literary
wings unfold and fly, thanks to the amazing publisher Evernight Publishing.
Now it's time to let the dream take flight and watch
it soar!
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When a Lady Meets a King
by Brenna
Zinn
Blurb:
Lady Pembrook went to great lengths,
traveling thousands of miles and assuming a false identity, to satisfy her
fantasy of a one night stand with a real Texas cowboy. But when a mysterious
stranger in dark sunglasses threatens to expose her scandalous behavior, a
handsome King comes to the rescue.
Excerpt:
"Thank you.
You're very kind." She offered her hand. "I'm Emma Lloyd."
Her English accent,
both refined and seductive, lingered in his head like a favorite melody. Burton
leaned in and took her hand in his, noting the softness of her touch and the
aroma of her perfume. Vanilla and warm brown sugar. She smelled like a fresh
baked cookie perfect for eating. He stopped himself from licking his lips. "I'm Burton King. It's my pleasure. Mind if I join you?"
Before answering,
Emma took a deep inhale and released it. In that brief moment her demeanor
abruptly changed. Like a switch had been flipped somewhere deep inside her, the
vulnerable lamb suddenly vanished.
"Absolutely Mr.
King. My pleasure." She removed her purse from the bar stool next to hers
and patted the wood seat. "I was hoping this wouldn't stay empty for
long."
Once high pitched and
riddled with fear, her voice was now low and steady. Her trembling body now
calm. If he hadn't had his eye on Emma from the moment she left the hotel
lobby, he would have sworn the lady sitting at the bar was an entirely
different woman.
Her shift from damsel
in distress mode triggered an alarm to ding in his head. Something about this
situation was off. Just plain wrong. No doubt he should turn around and leave
this pot of brewing trouble behind. Didn't he already have enough on his plate?
But now that he'd
seen her up close-good Lord the woman was beautiful-he couldn't walk away.
Budding lust and intrigue kept his feet cemented to the floor.
Why is this gorgeous woman here all alone?
"Thank
you." Burton tipped his hat and took the seat. "You in town for the
stock show and rodeo?"
"Not entirely,
though I hope to go there while I'm here." She sipped from her drink, then
licked the twin peaks at the top of her lip. "And yourself? Are you with
the rodeo?"
Desire kicked
straight in the gut at the sight of her flirty pink tongue. There were several
places he'd like to see that tongue stroke, and none of them were on her body.
How long had it been
since he'd been with a woman? A year?
Two? Clearly he needed to clean out his pipes more often. Just watching Emma's
mouth move was causing an uncomfortable situation behind his jeans.
"I'm attending
the rodeo, but mainly for business purposes. I like to buy several bulls and
heifers during the Junior Livestock Auction every year to help those kids earn
some college money. It's a good cause."
Excitement flickered
across her elegant face. "How very interesting. You must be a cowboy then.
I absolutely adore cowboys. Have you been one for long?"
Have I been one for long?
He chuckled. The way
she worded her question was just damned cute, as was about every other thing
about this mystery woman. "I guess you can say I've been a cowboy all my
life. I grew up on the ranch I now own. Two thousand acres of the prettiest
land in the Texas Hill Country you'll ever see."
Emma crossed her
legs, causing her skirt to inch higher up her thigh. Burton couldn't resist the
urge to see just how high the hem had risen nor the need to check out the long
stretch of her shapely legs.
How I'd love to have those legs twined around
mine.
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The Rancher’s Royal Bride
Billionaire Brothers 4
by Jenn Roseton
a BBW Romance
Book
Blurb
When a threat is made
against her, Ellie Sterling is sent to hide out at Logan Trask’s ranch in
Wyoming. She doesn’t know who is after her. Or why. She’s a curvy illustrator,
for goodness’ sake, not a crime fighter.
Retired SEAL Logan is
asked to look after Ellie. When he finds her curves more tempting than he
thought possible, suddenly he’s the one in danger - of losing his heart.
But when revelations
from Ellie’s shadowed past take her by surprise, Logan is the one she turns to.
Can this burned-out SEAL give her a safe haven in his strong arms, despite
having a secret of his own?
This is a sexy
contemporary romance novella of approximately 31,000 words. Although it’s part
of the Billionaire Brothers series, it can be read as a stand-alone romance.
EXCERPT:
“I’m … I’m glad you’re
here,” she confessed. Although his hands were just touching her shoulders, she
felt safe in his loose embrace.
"So am I,” he
muttered.
Their gazes met and
held for a long second, then Logan’s mouth oh-so-slowly descended. Ellie’s
pulse skittered and she held her breath.
He kissed her lightly,
softly. A tingle of electricity zipped through her. Then his lips claimed hers
once more. Ellie sighed against his mouth as the kiss intensified. Just as her
arms stole around his neck, he stepped back, wrenching his mouth from hers.
“Sorry.” He raked his
hand through his hair. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
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THE MAVERICK OF COPPER CREEK
by R.C. Ryan
a Western Romance
from Forever Publishing
Blurb
First love always burns hotter . . .
Ash MacKenzie broke his share of hearts when he left Copper Creek all those years ago and struck out on his own. Tall, tough, and proud. That's how Brenna always remembered him, and from the looks of things, he hasn't changed much. Once, she thought he could save her-whisk her away from her rough childhood home and start fresh together. Now she knows better . . .
Ash isn't planning to stick around town long. As soon as he uncovers the truth about his father's death and makes sure the family ranch is safe, he'll be back out on his own. And then he runs into Brenna Crane. It broke his heart to leave her once-a herd of stampeding horses couldn't make him do it again. But Brenna has made a new life for herself, one that doesn't include him.
Now he just has to convince her to give their first love a second chance.
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About the author:
New York Times bestselling author R.C. Ryan has written more than ninety fiction novels, both contemporary and historical. Quite an accomplishment for someone who, after her fifth child started school, gave herself the gift of an hour a day to follow her dream to become a writer. In a career spanning more than twenty years, Ms. Ryan has given dozens of radio, television, and print interviews across the country and Canada, and has been quoted in such diverse publications as the Wall Street Journal and Cosmopolitan. She has also appeared on CNN News, as well as Good Morning America. R.C. Ryan is a pseudonym of New York Times bestselling author Ruth Ryan Langan.
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