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Some covert missions take place deep inside a guy….
Stoic ex-Marine, Taylor Armstrong, survived his arrogant father and one too many deployments. Battered and disillusioned, he’s built a wall to keep the world at bay. His rule is simple: a man can’t lose a friend he’s never made. It works—until an arrow rips into his chest and changes everything he knew about his father. His mother. Himself….
Stoic ex-Marine, Taylor Armstrong, survived his arrogant father and one too many deployments. Battered and disillusioned, he’s built a wall to keep the world at bay. His rule is simple: a man can’t lose a friend he’s never made. It works—until an arrow rips into his chest and changes everything he knew about his father. His mother. Himself….
She never gave up…
Gracie Fox has loved Taylor since the fateful day he was ripped from her life as a four-year old. He has no memory of her or the loving family that was forced to give him up. It seems he’ll never know—until the ancient rite of revenge, the blood hunt, collides with his carefully structured life and drops him into Gracie’s life again. She seizes the chance, determined he will remember….
Gracie Fox has loved Taylor since the fateful day he was ripped from her life as a four-year old. He has no memory of her or the loving family that was forced to give him up. It seems he’ll never know—until the ancient rite of revenge, the blood hunt, collides with his carefully structured life and drops him into Gracie’s life again. She seizes the chance, determined he will remember….
Even if she has to tie him to her bed.
Irish Winters is an award-winning author who dabbles in poetry, grandchildren, and rarely (as in extremely rarely) the kitchen. More prone to be outdoors than in, she grew up the quintessential tomboy on a farm in rural Wisconsin, spent her teenage years in the Pacific Northwest, but calls the Wasatch Mountains of Northern Utah home. For now.
The wife of one handsome husband and mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home, and travelling the country with her man while – writing. (Seriously, what else?)
She believes in making every day count for something, and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, “Look out the window and see something!”
To learn more about Irish and her books, please visit:
Website - http://www.irishwinters.com
Rating: 4 1/2 Stars
The Prologue is very sad, in my
opinion, so you may want to have a tissue nearby. Especially if you are a person whose
sensitive about some things. Taylor
Armstrong is a man who’s learned to be tough.
I don’t know if I’d be able to endure the pain he’s had to go
through. Gracie Fox is a woman with lots
of compassion for people.
This is a story of a family’s
heritage. It makes me wonder about my
own. Do I have any relatives still
around that I could learn about my own Indian heritage? As you read Taylor’s story you will realize
the story is also about self-discovery.
Our author actually gives the reader two stories for the price of one. You get Taylor’s journey with his family and
the second is about the group he works with.
And then there’s the connection between Taylor and Gracie.
If you love a good military read
than you will want to check out the In
the Company of Snipers Series. And
if you haven’t read the other books in the series, Taylor’s book just may be enough incentive to read the other six
books that are currently out. The good
news is that the next book in the series is only a couple months away so you
are well on your way to reading a great series.
Snippet:
He lingered less than a breath away,
letting her scent pull him in. Desire turned tactile. She lifted onto the balls
of her feet. Her hands moved to the back of his neck, her thumbs against his
ears. He closed the space, tentatively brushing his lips over hers, afraid
where this might lead but wanting desperately to find out.
The delicious warmth of her body quickened his heart, and he was caught
in a wildfire named Gracie Fox.
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