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Friday, March 27, 2015

Assignment: Deadline on Love by Honor James

 

Assignment: Deadline on Love
Hawt Men In and Out of Uniform 3
by Honor James
Published by Siren Publishing

Purchase Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/assignment-deadline-on-love



Blurb: Her life is being turned upside down by a stalker. But Piper Davis isn’t the sort to sit around feeling sorry for herself. While the police don’t seem able to do anything, or perhaps they are unwilling, she knows that she can’t ignore what’s going on. Which is where a supremely sexy former service man comes into the picture. Aeron Cutter is used to thinking by the seat of his pants. Piper Davis definitely threw him for a loop, though. Gorgeous, smart, and quick on her feet, he knows he’ll have his hands full with her. But when he realizes she’s what he’s been missing in his life since coming home, he’ll do anything and everything necessary to keep her safe. Knowing she can rely on Aeron to keep her safe helps put Piper’s mind at ease. The realization of who’s behind the attacks on Piper will test them both, putting a deadline on their love.







STORY EXCERPT

She saw the General moving and talking to the man and Gigi and then a couple of men near them. She took another sip of her ginger ale and nearly choked when they all turned their gazes her way. Not good. Crapballs. The laser focus on their faces, the intensity. Oh, boy, she was in so much trouble.

“Uncle Fletch.” She got off of her stool and hugged Gigi. “Gigi. I thought we talked about this whole wedding thing. Remember there were supposed to be horse-drawn carriages and birds holding your train and stuff?”

Gigi laughed. “We were five and watching Cinderella. I think that we have both grown up.”

“Yeah, look at you and your believing in love again.” Piper smiled and looked to Michael. “You be good to her. If not, you will never see me coming.”

Gigi gave Piper another hug and pulled back. “He’s taught me to love. That’s huge. He wouldn’t hurt me and you know it. Now come on. Daddy said that you needed a chat?”

Glaring at General Fletcher, Piper linked her arm with Gigi’s and nodded. “Yeah, I do. Where are we off to?” she asked the men in general.

“There’s a conference room that’s currently empty on the second floor,” the General said. “I’ve arranged for us to use the space for the next little while. They’re even putting some nonalcoholic drinks up there for us to partake of. So, up the escalators by the check-in desk, and then to the left.”

She was thankful that the General remembered that she didn’t drink. With Gigi at her side and the men loosely around them, they took the escalators up to the second floor. Once they were settled into the room, she frowned and watched as the men set up little tripods. “What are those?” she questioned.

“Sound dampeners,” the General said. “It’ll ensure that no one can overhear our discussion.” He moved to close and lock the doors. He then went around the room checking the other doors and pulling all the blinds on the windows.

“Okay.” She didn’t think that anyone would want to overhear what she had to say, right? Once the General nodded to her to begin, she started. She began to tell her story just as she had told the General. She watched as he passed out the notes that had been sent to her along with the images of the dead flowers and other gifts that had been left for her. Finally there was the image of the blade over her heart, her father’s Silver Star, and the hair that had been cut from her head. “So, that’s it,” she whispered and leaned back. She felt bereft. She felt as if her soul had been laid open from the discussion.

All the information had gone around the room, but now it was sitting in front of only one of the guys. The others were all leaning back in their chairs, watching, and waiting. He was a big guy, dirty blond hair and dark blue eyes that were focused on the letters and picture laid on the table.

“Well?” the General finally prompted.

The big guy looked up to the man and shrugged. “It’s not going to be easy. The guy seems careful, even with his overblown fixation. The date, though, speaks of a plan. Which means he’s watching her, cataloguing her movements, and has this narrowed down to a specific point. To pick a date like that means either he knows exactly where she’s going to be, or has a way to get her where he wants her.”

“If he’s watching her, then throwing anyone new into the mix may spook him,” Michael said. “Which could lead to one of two things, he accelerates his plan, or he takes out the new addition to ensure success to the plan.”

“Yeah, but if he does that then the cops will get involved,” someone else said. “Damn glad it’s you taking this one, Cutter. I think I prefer targets I can see coming.”

Piper looked at the man who Gigi’s fiancé called Cutter. “So I take it that you will be my new barback or bouncer or something?” She didn’t really need help, but from what the General had told her, she would need to ensure that there was an opening so that it didn’t look too suspicious to bring him in. Thankfully one of the guys that worked for her was due an assload of vacation and he was more than ready to take it since he had gotten engaged and found out he was going to be a dad soon as well.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said. Blue eyes met hers for a moment before he went back to the items in front of him. He kept moving them around, shifting their positions, and then making small adjustments while he frowned. “Basically, whatever you need done I’ll be in that spot for however long it takes to find this guy. I’ll also be sitting on your home, with Yoshi, of course,” he said. He indicated another of the men who definitely had a bit of an Asian ancestry in his blood. “He’ll be our eyes when I’m sleeping, otherwise I’ll be on your six at all times. He’ll remain hidden unless needed, so the only person new in your life this guy may spot will be me.”

“Which means we need a cover story for Cutter,” the General said. “It has to be simple, and as realistic as possible. It will be up to you and him to figure that out,” he told Piper.

Piper looked at Blue Eyes and shrugged. “Well, I don’t know. How are you for boyfriend material?” She was teasing, but there was just something about his laughing blue eyes that had her saying whatever came to mind at the moment it came to mind and there it was, she was asking the guy to be her boyfriend.



 
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Thursday, March 26, 2015

Rise of the Lost Prince - Now in Print

Hi everyone. I have some awesome news. Rise of the Lost Prince has gone to print. *Smiles* That means the first of the Lost Boys series is now available in ebook formats, audiobook, and paperback! 

 


They fight to protect those who would never welcome them into the human world... 

Petúr always knew he and his brothers-in-arms were different. Something more. Something not human. Yet, he never expected to find out the truth of their origins, nor fall for a human woman whose father was set to destroy Neverland. 

Ever since she was a child, Wyndi dreamed of an angel with eyes of the purest gold, although she never really believed such a man existed until she met the hauntingly beautiful Petúr of the lost boys. 

With a prophecy to fulfill, a woman to protect, a portal to find, and evil darklings out for blood, will Petúr be strong enough to rise up and claim what’s rightfully his, or lose everything to a long-time nemesis, Grapple the Dark?



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Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Mid Week Tease - I couldn’t take my eyes off you #MWTease


Welcome to Mid Week Tease. Thanks to the lovely and talented Sandra Bunino, who created this weekly fun, myself and other author friends post a little something for you, the readers, from some of our published works, up-and-coming releases, and WIP (Works in Progress).

Here's a little tease from Confessions of a Chocoholic. Hope you Enjoy!





Like countless single mothers, Lexi Collins wears many hats. Loving daughter. Big sister. Sole breadwinner. Freelance photographer. Graphic designer. Best friend. But while those roles are fulfilling, the one thing that eludes her is finding the right partner in life.

When Colton Westmore, the sexy owner of the popular dating site LoveMatch.com sweeps Lexi off her feet, her chances of finally grabbing that golden ring increases exponentially, but a bleached blonde bombshell threatens to put an end to Lexi’s new found happiness.

Are her assumptions about Colton wrong? And if so, there’s only one woman who can ruin the magic between them, and that woman is Lexi herself.






Even in October the California sun can be brutal, and today was no exception. High in a cloudless blue sky, it beat down and bounced off the sun catcher displays, sending refracted light over the shimmer of Bailey’s blonde hair. She twirled the petals of a pinwheel flower with little fingers overtaken with plastic bejeweled dime-store rings.

I lifted my camera from around my neck and snapped a picture of her before I started complaining.

“We should find some shade,” I said, feeling the sweat trickle the length of my neck, but neither the hot sun nor the lack of a cooling breeze stopped the crowds, Jessie, or Bailey and I from continuing our stroll down Santa Fe Street.

Bailey tugged at my hand, whining. “Come on already.” She should have been wilting. Instead, she was totally eager to see everything the five block street fair had to offer as fast as possible.

While it was fun to see the clown on stilts, the jugglers, and pig out on kettle corn and cotton candy, I was actually there in an official capacity, shooting photos of the various activities and booths for the Valencia tourism board.

“Look, Mommy,” Bailey said with peaked excitement, pointing. Just past the tie-dye shirt stand, a gaggle of girls were walking out of a white tent with their faces painted like cats, fairies, and even rainbows, donning balloon animals as crowns. “I wanna do that.”

“All right,” I said.

“Ooo, I do too,” said Jess.

I sniggered. “Seriously, Jessie?”

She hip bumped me. “It’ll be fun.”

I couldn’t tell who was more excited about the prospect of having bright colors slathered across their face and latex on their head—my six-year-old or my BFF.

“At least we’ll get out of the sun,” I commented.

We zigzagged through the crowds, making our way toward the opening of the tent, when I thought I heard my name. “Hang on,” I said to Bailey and Jess. “I think I hear—”

“Lexi!”

My entourage of two stopped, as did I. I looked around, trying to see who was calling out to me, but there were too many people I didn’t recognize.

“Over there,” Jess said.

I glanced to the right of us and saw Colton. He held up his hand and waved. I waved back. When he broke through the throng that was gathered to watch a dance troupe on one of the cross streets, we met each other’s gazes and smiled simultaneously.

“Hey there,” he said.

“Hi,” I said.

“It’s good to see you, Lexi.”

“You too.”

Jess did this throat thing.

“Oh. Um. Colton Westmore, this is Jessie Callison, my best friend.”

He gave her his full attention. “Nice to meet you, Jessie.”

She twirled a piece of her hair around her finger. “You too.”

“This is my daughter, Bailey.” I maneuvered Bailey to the front of me.

She crooked her neck to look up at him. “I have a fish named SpongeBob.”

Colton chuckled, bent down to her level, and held out his hand. Bailey took it. As they shook hands, he told her, “I have a dog named Patrick.”

“You do, really?”

“Cross my heart,” he said as he ended the formal hand shake to make the gesture.

“We can’t have a dog ‘cause Mr. Tanny says they poo on the carpets.”

Colton glanced up at me.

“Mr. Tanny is the landlord of our building,” I explained.

“Ah,” he said. “Well, I’m sorry to hear that, but I’m happy I got to meet you, Bailey.” He straightened, looking down at her. “Your mom has told me a lot about you.” He looked at me. “She is just as beautiful as I suspected.”

I tucked a curl behind my ear. “Thank you.”

“Come on, Busy Bee,” Jess said. “Let’s go get our faces done and let Lex and Colton talk.”

“Yeah!” Bailey started jumping in place. “I wanna do the kitty cat whiskers.”

Jessie waggled her eyebrows at me. “Bee and I are outta here.”

“I’ll see you guys in a little bit.”

“No hurry. There’s a line from…” She covered Bailey’s ears with her hands. “Hell,” she said then released Bailey’s head. “We may sweat our tookuses off, but we’ll be fine.”

They walked away hand-in-hand with Bailey saying, “You said a bad word, huh, Jess?”

“I didn’t mean to interfere with your day,” Colton said.

“You didn’t interfere. I’m really glad to see you.”

“I enjoyed our dinner last night.”

“Me too.”

A sea of people churned around us, but it felt like we were the only two on the earth.

“I have to say, watching you eat that Brownie Tiramisu was a huge turn on,” he said.

I swatted his arm playfully. “You’re not serious. You’re teasing me.”

“I am serious. When you wrapped your plump, petal-pink lips around that fork, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I’ve never been jealous of an inanimate object before.”

I giggled.

“After you took a bite, you made this little noise and closed your eyes, savoring the moment. Trust me. I was turned on.”

“I couldn’t help myself,” I admitted. “That dessert tasted so sinful that I had to close my eyes.”

“Any time you want to sin with chocolate again, I’d love to be there,” he said.

“I’ve never told this to anyone, but I confess.” I cupped my hand around the side of my mouth, leaned in, and whispered, “I might be a closet chocoholic.”

“It’s not a true confession until you know for sure that you are what you confess to be.”

Stepping back, I laughed. “I see. So I should only confess when I come out of the closet.”

“Yep,” he said.

I fanned my face with my fingers. “I’m melting. How about you?”

He nodded. “What do you think about having a cold lemonade with me?”

“You do know how to tempt a woman.”

His mouth quirked up on one side, unleashing his dimples. “I sure hope so.”

When he intertwined his fingers with mine, my heart skipped a beat.


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