*****Blurb*****
Start the Safe Series with book 1 - His Safe Keeping
Krista Avery moved to the sleepy town of Mt. Eve, Virginia, away from big city life, enticed there by a research doctor that is fascinated with her blood. Trying to build a life for herself after a horrific event in her past sent her into a spiral, she is a woman battling a rare blood disorder and the memories she has never dealt with. Returning home from the hospital after the Doctors experimental treatment, a dizzy spell forces her to pull over to the side of the road.
Lawson “Kade” McKaden is a State Trooper, ready to retire, returning home after a transport to a Federal Prison that wasn’t supposed to be his. After a stint in the Air Force and a satisfying career, he is ready to leave the uniforms behind for the life of a rancher. But a broken down car on the side of the road calls to his sense of responsibility and the sick woman inside calls to his heart. They have more in common than they know.
An escaped rapist turned serial killer is hunting her. She was his first and he has plans to be her last. Together can they beat back the demons from her childhood? Will Krista have to face the demon from her past alone, or is she Kade’s for… His Safe Keeping?
Krista Avery moved to the sleepy town of Mt. Eve, Virginia, away from big city life, enticed there by a research doctor that is fascinated with her blood. Trying to build a life for herself after a horrific event in her past sent her into a spiral, she is a woman battling a rare blood disorder and the memories she has never dealt with. Returning home from the hospital after the Doctors experimental treatment, a dizzy spell forces her to pull over to the side of the road.
Lawson “Kade” McKaden is a State Trooper, ready to retire, returning home after a transport to a Federal Prison that wasn’t supposed to be his. After a stint in the Air Force and a satisfying career, he is ready to leave the uniforms behind for the life of a rancher. But a broken down car on the side of the road calls to his sense of responsibility and the sick woman inside calls to his heart. They have more in common than they know.
An escaped rapist turned serial killer is hunting her. She was his first and he has plans to be her last. Together can they beat back the demons from her childhood? Will Krista have to face the demon from her past alone, or is she Kade’s for… His Safe Keeping?
**Content Warning: May contain explicit content and scenes. Intended for 18+ Audience.
*****Excerpt*****
Stepping out of the official cruiser, hand resting lightly on his weapon which was holstered at his hip, Kade walked to the open driver’s side window. Looking into the car, he saw her. She was bent over the steering wheel, her long chestnut colored hair pulled back with a clip.
“Ma’am, is everything all right?” She turned her head and his breath caught in his throat. A beautiful face, streaked with tears squeezed his heart. Without thinking, he abandoned all of his years of training. Without concern for his own safety, he yanked open the door. Squatting down beside the car and balancing on the balls of his feet, Kade spoke to her. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong? Are you hurt? Did you have an accident?”
Turning her head instead of raising it, Krista looked into the greenest eyes she’d ever seen. They were filled with concern. For her? No, she thought, they can’t be. He didn’t even know her. “What did you say? What accident?” Sitting up, she tried to answer and the whole ordeal came back into her mind full force. The nausea hit and this time it wasn’t going to pass. She was going to be sick.
“Oh, no!” she exclaimed, just before she covered her mouth with one hand and scrambled to get out of the car, knocking him out of her way. As she ran around the car, Krista made it to the grassy right-of-way just as she began heaving. Her whole body was shaking. The weakness brought her to her knees. When she finally finished, she scooted back against the back car tire, drew up her knees which were now throbbing with pain, and laid her head down on them.
“It never affected me this fast before,” Krista murmured to the big man as he knelt down beside her. Her eyes swept over him. Oh, crap! He was a cop! She was so not up for this. With a sigh of resignation, she held out her wrists, waiting for him to put the handcuffs on and arrest her.
Kade looked at her outreached arms and then at her pale face. Too pale. “What are you doing?” “Aren’t you going to arrest me?”
“Why would I do that?” he questioned, confused.
“Well, because I kinda’ knocked you on your booty and you’re a cop. Isn’t that like assault
on a police officer or something?” Her voice was weak and she sounded resigned. “Booty?” He smirked. “No, I’m not going to arrest you.”
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Safe With Him (The Safe Series 2)
*****Blurb*****
Bree Winters grew up distrusting cops and all they stood for, with only her brother to take care of her. After years of being forced to live apart, Bree moves to the small town of Mt. Eve with two goals in mind: to once again have her brother nearby and turn the dream she’s worked years to accomplish into a reality. Now with one goal met and her dream so close, she’s thrust into a situation filled with the things she hates the most…deception, lies, and cops.
Draco Vittore grew up in a life he didn’t want. At a very young age Draco discovered the true meaning of ‘bad guys’ and the type of person he didn’t want to be. Now a Virginia State police officer in their specialty unit, he’s good at two things:being a cop and picking up women—and he’s never had a problem in either department. His rules are simple—be the best damn cop he can be and never bring a woman home.
Until—a chance encounter involving a broken shower, a situation he won’t back down from, and a woman he can’t seem to forget.
When Bree's life is threatened with a fate worse than death, Draco will do anything to keep her safe. Will he cross a line he can’t come back from? Or will both of their pasts keep her from being… Safe With Him?
***Excerpt***
“Bet you’re glad I didn’t take you up on that beer, huh, Kojak?”
she questioned, still giggling.
He just stared at her for a moment, then two. She was only
twenty, and he was...too damn old to be thinking what he had been thinking.
“Trying to catch flies?” she asked, and when he still didn’t answer or move, she leaned over and placed her hand under his chin and pushed his mouth closed, then slid her fingers slowly back. “Relax, super sleuth. I’m twenty-six. But thanks for the compliment, even if you didn’t intend it that way.” She sat back and started eating again, like she didn’t just scare the piss out of him and turn him on at the same damn time.
Okay, I have to get this woman out of my house, he told himself.
“Serves you right for asking a woman her age,” she said, adding a small side smile that was just cute as hell.
“After we eat, wanna watch the movie?” he asked her before he even realized what the hell he was doing.
She looked down at the DVD that was still lying on the table, staring at it hard, like it was the answer to every prayer she ever had. Oh, hell no! His brain screamed, while his body screamed, Damn! as he watched her bite at her bottom lip. He wanted to bite that lip, lick it, along with many, many other places he could list that he could lick. All damn night.
She looked back up at him. “I should really get going,” she finally said, sounding a little sad.
Not yet! He wanted to yell, but instead he said, “Come on, you know you wanna and it’s supposed to be really good.” He picked up the box and waved it back and forth, then brought it closer to his face. “Watch me, watch me,” he repeated in a somewhat higher voice. She smiled at him, then giggled, and damn if he didn’t care if he was acting like a complete moron. “Okay, but first I will clean up.” She started to rise from the table.
she questioned, still giggling.
He just stared at her for a moment, then two. She was only
twenty, and he was...too damn old to be thinking what he had been thinking.
“Trying to catch flies?” she asked, and when he still didn’t answer or move, she leaned over and placed her hand under his chin and pushed his mouth closed, then slid her fingers slowly back. “Relax, super sleuth. I’m twenty-six. But thanks for the compliment, even if you didn’t intend it that way.” She sat back and started eating again, like she didn’t just scare the piss out of him and turn him on at the same damn time.
Okay, I have to get this woman out of my house, he told himself.
“Serves you right for asking a woman her age,” she said, adding a small side smile that was just cute as hell.
“After we eat, wanna watch the movie?” he asked her before he even realized what the hell he was doing.
She looked down at the DVD that was still lying on the table, staring at it hard, like it was the answer to every prayer she ever had. Oh, hell no! His brain screamed, while his body screamed, Damn! as he watched her bite at her bottom lip. He wanted to bite that lip, lick it, along with many, many other places he could list that he could lick. All damn night.
She looked back up at him. “I should really get going,” she finally said, sounding a little sad.
Not yet! He wanted to yell, but instead he said, “Come on, you know you wanna and it’s supposed to be really good.” He picked up the box and waved it back and forth, then brought it closer to his face. “Watch me, watch me,” he repeated in a somewhat higher voice. She smiled at him, then giggled, and damn if he didn’t care if he was acting like a complete moron. “Okay, but first I will clean up.” She started to rise from the table.
He jumped up too. “I’ll help you.”
She had her plate in hand, ready to walk to the sink when she noticed his plate. “You haven’t finished,” she said, then returned her gaze to him.
He grabbed his fork, scooped up the rest, and shoved all of it in his mouth. “All done,” he stated around his stuffed mouth, surprising himself when he didn’t spit any out.
She just smiled, shook her head, and walked her plate to the sink.
What the hell am I doing? Bree asked herself as she bent to look under the cabinet below the sink for dish soap. She grabbed it and stood up as she heard what sounded like a low growl. She looked back over her shoulder to see Draco turning around, facing the table. She turned on just the hot water, put the stopper in the sink, then added the soap, bent to put it back and again heard that strange low growl. “What is that noise?” she questioned, looking back over her shoulder at him as he was walking up to her.
“What noise?”
“Do you have a dog or something?”
“No,” he said, looking at her again like she was crazy.
“Stop looking at me like that, I’m not totally crazy.” She turned the water off.
She walked back to the table to grab her glass and before she could get back, he had stuck his hand in the water she’d filled the sink with. “Son of a bitch!” He yelped as he jerked his hand out of the water, slinging water everywhere. “Damn, woman, are you trying to boil the skin off?” he hissed.
She had her plate in hand, ready to walk to the sink when she noticed his plate. “You haven’t finished,” she said, then returned her gaze to him.
He grabbed his fork, scooped up the rest, and shoved all of it in his mouth. “All done,” he stated around his stuffed mouth, surprising himself when he didn’t spit any out.
She just smiled, shook her head, and walked her plate to the sink.
What the hell am I doing? Bree asked herself as she bent to look under the cabinet below the sink for dish soap. She grabbed it and stood up as she heard what sounded like a low growl. She looked back over her shoulder to see Draco turning around, facing the table. She turned on just the hot water, put the stopper in the sink, then added the soap, bent to put it back and again heard that strange low growl. “What is that noise?” she questioned, looking back over her shoulder at him as he was walking up to her.
“What noise?”
“Do you have a dog or something?”
“No,” he said, looking at her again like she was crazy.
“Stop looking at me like that, I’m not totally crazy.” She turned the water off.
She walked back to the table to grab her glass and before she could get back, he had stuck his hand in the water she’d filled the sink with. “Son of a bitch!” He yelped as he jerked his hand out of the water, slinging water everywhere. “Damn, woman, are you trying to boil the skin off?” he hissed.
Shaking her head, she walked back to the sink. “It’s not that hot.” She stuck her hands in the water and started washing the plates. “You need to get that water up, Mr. Clean, before someone slips.” She turned back to finish what she was doing.
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