Okay, usually on Tuesday I talk about my trip to Europe. And since those posts are over, I will use Tuesdays from time to time, to talk about my books! I know, I haven’t really talked about the good stuff with them in a while. But! That’s about to change!
Today, June 26th, 2018, I will have not one, but TWO books releasing! One is book 3 in my Ciro series in Susan Stoker’s Special Forces Alpha world titled PITBULL and the other is set in Elle James’ Brotherhood Protector world titled FEAR THE REAPER! Both covers were done by the spectacular Emmy over at Studio ENP.
I am really excited about them finally being released because after Amazon shut down the Kindle worlds I never thought they’d see the light of day.
This first post for today, will be about FEAR THE REAPER. This story is about an American ex-SEAL who retires from service and disappears off the grid, and a investivative journalist who seemed to be in some serious trouble. You’ll get to love on some of Elle’s guys like Kujo, Swede, Montana, Molly and Six (of course because no story is quite complete without a dog). And mentions of her guy Viper.
The good news too, is that Fear the Reaper will also be in Kindle Unlimited so if you subscribe to it, you can read about Reaper and his Star for free!
Here is the official blurb: Nova “Star” Shuman has spent her entire career making enemies. As an investigative journalist, she has repeatedly stuck her nose where she shouldn’t to bring down some powerful people. When the usual death treats begin evolving into something sinister, she knows she needs more help than the cops can, or is willing, to give her.
Maverick “Reaper” Forge left the SEALs abruptly then promptly falls off the grid. He wants nothing to do with people, even Montana and his band of do-gooders. That is until Swede tracks him down with a job, Reaper knows he should refuse but doesn’t.
But what he takes as a regular babysitting job soon explodes into something far more dangerous. Not only is Reaper fighting to keep Nova alive, but he’s fighting his body and the way it reacts to the feisty journalist.
What will be left of that attraction, when the smoke clears?
“Where are you going to start?” Swede asked. “I know you’ll have your work cut out for you.”
“Her place.” Reaper’s voice was soft, contemplative like everything else he’d said or done since we’d met. In that moment I realized, everything about him was deliberate, calculated, controlled.
“Why there?” Swede asked.
“If they’ve been following her as long as she believes they are, there is something there.”
“You’re saying they were in her place?”
“I hope not. There’s nothing like having strangers roaming through your private space, touching your things without your permission. It’s violating.”
“Yeah—there’s almost no going back after that.”
“Amen, brother.” Reaper’s voice was a rumble.
The way he spoke then showed me a different side of him—a caring side. It was one he probably would never show me.
I remained still, pretending, hoping he would say something else. In my adult life, people rarely say nice things about me. Even when they gave me awards for my work, the compliment were backwards, an insult wrapped in sweetness. Strange, they thought me good enough or the ward but too dumb to know what they were doing. After a while, I stopped showing up to accept them.
I needed to show them I didn’t need or want their approval.
Shit—that only added to the list of people who wanted me dead.
I did fall asleep then, but it didn’t last long. The flight back seemed shorter and soon we were on the ground. Hank was there with an extra SUV. He hugged me tightly then cradled my face.
“They’ve been good to you, right?” Hank “Montana” Patterson asked with a smile.
“So far.” I replied.
I accepted one more squeeze then stepped back.
“I brought you a ride.” Montana extended keys to Reaper. “Did Swede talk to you about your fee?”
“Yes. But, Ms. Shuman and I have an agreement.” Reaper turned to glance at me. “My fee is covered.”
“Um…” Montana glanced from Reaper to me but he didn’t push it. “Are you carrying?”
Reaper nodded. “Always.”
“Good,” Montana said. “Check in and holler if you need any help. We always have a guy floating around. There will be backup if you need it.”
“I appreciate that,” Reaper said.
“In the mean time, I should get going.” Swede told me. “Duty calls.”
To say goodbye, I walked Swede to his truck while Reaper spoke with Montana. My nerves were pulsing through me, causing my stomach to cramp. Still, I kept that to myself.
“Don’t worry, Star. Reaper is good at what he does.” Swede reassured me. “Remember what I said…”
“He doesn’t mean to be an asshole. Got it.”
Swede laughed and kissed my forehead. “Sure, paraphrasing, I see.”
Check out Fear the Reaper and more Brotherhood Protectors now an Amazon and free in Kindle Unlimited!