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Publishing, No Impact – Sniper Team Bravo
1. This book released on August 2. If
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following hashtag #SniperTeamBravo and tag me using @Maiadylanauthor and I will
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Life is about making an impact, and risking everything
to ensure you do…
No impact on the target is the call that a sniper has
missed, that their position is now compromised, and the firestorm it can bring
could ultimately cost them their lives.
Riley Marksmen has wanted Marcel Cross from the moment
they first met. He just had to convince Marcel that he wanted Riley just as
bad.When his first attempt with Marcel
results in no impact, he is convinced that a future with Marcel is worth the
risk of trying again.
Marcel knows that there is something between him and
Riley. He just has to find the courage to take the gamble in the first place.
When secrets are discovered, and a threat revealed, it jeopardizes what they’ve
only just started to build.
Can they find a way to the future they’ve targeted, or
will their risk leave No Impact?
looked up at the sound of the voice, and his gaze locked with Riley’s, who was
leaning on the door jamb of the room Marcel had turned into a makeshift office.
It had been four days since the incident with the I-beam, and Marcel hadn’t
realized how much he’d missed simply looking at Riley. The cowboy construction
worker was dressed in a tight white t-shirt, jeans covered with construction
dust, a well-worn pair of steel cap work boots, and the ever-present black
back in the kitchen chair he’d snagged to work in and crossed his arms over his
chest. “Saying that I was hiding would imply that I either A, had a reason to
hide, which could imply guilt of some description. Or B, there was something or
someone I was avoiding and was indeed seeking a place in which to hide. Now, as
I am neither guilty of anything, nor am I avoiding anyone in particular, then I
can assure you that I have not been hiding.”
off the doorjamb with a grin and walked into the room. “Then I guess I was
wrong.” Marcel quirked an eyebrow and sent the man a pointed look, making Riley
wince sheepishly. “Yeah, okay, not the first time I said the wrong thing to
you. And that was what I wanted to come and talk to you about. And to apologize
grinned back and leaned forward in his chair, placing his elbows on the desk in
front of him. “Really? Well, in that case, please go right ahead. I am, as they
say, all ears?”
closer to the opposite side of the desk and placed both fists on the surface,
leaning forward. “That’s good, because I wouldn’t want to have to do this
twice. When you came onto the site the other day, I should have called you back
and explained that the site was now locked down. I failed in my duty as foreman
to do that, because, well, to be perfectly honest, I was too busy looking at
your ass and imagining it bare for my viewing pleasure as you walked away from
me to think about what you weren’t wearing on the top half of your body.”
blinked slowly as shock filled his system. He had known that Riley was
attracted to him. He wasn’t blind to the way the man watched him, and Marcel
sure as hell wasn’t immune to Riley either. But this was the first time either
of them had actually spoken about that attraction out loud.
Dale called out that there was movement in the chain holding the ridge I-beam
and I looked up, I knew it was coming down. From my vantage point, I could see
that it was going to land on you. I dropped what I was carrying and sprinted
for you. I was so fucking scared that I wasn’t going to get there in time.
Then, when I tackled you, if you had resisted at all both of us could have
ended up seriously injured, but instead you rolled with me, which I am
extremely grateful for.”
shrugged. “That’s what we’re trained to do.”
and that leads me into the apology portion of my visit today.” Riley leaned in
slightly. “I am really sorry for what I said to you. I never meant to imply
that you were an idiot and that shit about you lacking reflexes was a total
pile of bullshit. All I can say is that I was acting out of fear, and if I had
been thinking I would have caught myself before I shoved my foot so far down my
throat I could kick my own ass.”
huffed a laugh. “You certainly have a way with words.”
him a cocky grin that had excitement fluttering in Marcel’s belly. “Wait until
I’m convincing you to go to bed with me, then you’ll get a real good
understanding of just how good I can be with words.”
Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand. She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father.
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books. Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library. She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.
Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow. She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.
Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can. As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!