Today, I'm nipping 'across the pond' to Texas. Massey Texas to be precise.
And finding out about
Fated Love
Release Date: 1/23/2015
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Evernight
Buy Link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/fated-love-by-april-zyon/
Author: April Zyon
Series: Massey Texas
Blurb:
Brandy
Carver was living her dream of making clothing for real, every day women. When
she gains the wrong kind of attention from a man that doesn’t have “no” in his
vocabulary there’s only one action to take—returning home where she’s safest,
and where she can finally breathe once more.
Anthony
“Crank” Romero, former Marine turned gentleman farmer, is willing to admit he’s
a bit of a ladies man. The truth is he’s only looking for the right woman.
Finding her when she’s got trouble on her tail wasn’t his plan, but he’s not
about to argue when he’s tasked with keeping her safe.
Discovering
Brandy’s interests in the bedroom makes Crank realize they are perfect for each
other. Knowing he can’t let her go, not when she’s his perfect other half,
he’ll do whatever is necessary to ensure that they have a chance at their fated
love.
WARNING: Anal Play
Excerpt:
His phone ringing brought him
out of the workout zone he’d fallen into. It also nearly caused him to drop the
weight on his own foot. Thankfully, he managed to catch it—just.
Grabbing up his phone,
Anthony frowned at the caller ID. “Crank here,” he said.
“That’s creepy, dude, stop
that,” Rhys Hollister said to him.
He couldn’t have stopped the
grin if he’d wanted to. “Crank does whatever Crank wants.” He knew how much the
third person speak irritated Rhys. It was half the reason he did it around his
former CO.
“I will beat you within an
inch of your fucking life, Tony.”
Snickering, he let it drop
and eased to sit on the workout bench. “What’s up, boss man?” he asked in all
seriousness.
“I need to ask a favor, and
yes, this will be on me.”
“Okay, what do you need?” he
asked cautiously. While he’d do anything for Rhys, or the other men from his
unit, that particular phrasing had him slightly worried and mildly curious.
“You may recall the Carvers
took a hit the other day.”
Yeah, he did. “The youngest
was killed, wasn’t she?” he asked quietly.
“So we all thought. Turns out
it was a decoy she’d hired to keep the psycho who thought he owned her off her
tail while she made her way home. Only the guy, a Colton Brody, got to the
woman who was using Brandy’s name, cards, and so forth.”
“Son of a bitch,” he breathed
out. “Was she dating the guy or something?”
“One date from what Brant and
Frank told me. The guy latched onto her and isn’t the sort to let her go. He’s
highly possessive from all the pieces of information we’ve gathered. He also is
part of the NYPD family. His father’s a cop, his father’s father, and so forth.
They have huge history with the force.”
“And cops protect cops,”
Anthony said. Yeah, he knew how that went. The mythical Blue Line wasn’t really
all that mythical if you went head to head with a cop. All you ended up with
was an entire force out to get you. Not good.
“Yeah. She’s filed paperwork
with IA up there, but says that anything against the Brodys tends to magically
disappear if it isn’t misfiled, or incorrectly filled out. Funny how that shit
tends to happen with the most rotten of the bunch.”
Rhys sounded pissed.
Perfectly understandable from Anthony’s point of view. “I take it that Brant’s
going to do something with his connections?” It was his baby sister, after all.
Of course the man would do something.
“Yeah, and Frank as well. Not
quite sure what that particular Carver has planned. Quite frankly, I don’t
think I want to know. I like the plausible deniability of things when it comes
to shit like that.”
Something else Anthony
understood fully. Snorting out a laugh, he rubbed a hand over his head. “So
what do you need from me?”
“They need someone to help
keep a watch on her. While they are busy digging into Brody’s life, his
family’s lives, and everything else to do with them on top of the NYPD, they
need someone to protect her.”
“Guard dog duty then,” he
said.
“More or less, yeah. It’ll be
more than that. Oh, and I should mention Theresa’s fully on board with this. It
was her suggestion, actually. Mostly I think because she knows her own boys and
how overprotective they can get.”
“Smothering is the word
you’re looking for, Rhys.”
“Shut up,” he muttered.
He grinned. Rhys was a big
brother as well, so he damn well knew the point Anthony was trying to make.
Especially since Rhys’s own baby sister was married into the Carver clan. To
Brandy’s twin no less.
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