Title: Lost in the Shadows
Series: The Lost Series #3
Author: Tracie Douglas
Genre: Adult, Dark Suspense Romance
Page Count: 236 Pages
Published: April 9, 2018
Cover Designer: Dark Water Covers

 

 

 

Lost in the Shadows Excerpt © Tracie Douglas 2018
I only need one reason to say yes, and even though I said no and told him it is a bad idea, the truth is, I wanted to scream "yes” the moment the words slipped from his lips.
As crazy as it sounds and is, this man, this stranger, unnerves and excites me all at the same time. I can’t picture my life without him in it.
“Because I’m not ready to let you go yet,” he murmurs, opening his eyes, letting me see the honesty staring back at me. I gasp at his declaration, and when he continues to talk, I lose my breath. “I will stand by you and protect you. I will give you a good life until all of this can be righted. I will be your friend. I’m not your happily ever after. I’m not the man who can give you the life you dream or the family you want. Our arrangement will be in name only, but I promise, Penny, you will not walk away from our arrangement with a broken heart. I will do everything in my power to protect it.”
I close my eyes and fill my burning lungs with air. His speech started off good, but if he believes I won’t be brokenhearted at the end of all of this, he can think again. I’m already invested, and I can’t seem to figure out when it happened. It’s hard to admit, but he’s already broken my heart a little with his words.
The one thing I can take from his reason is that neither of us is ready to let the other go.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Title: Lost in the Shadows
Series: The Lost Series #3
Author: Tracie Douglas
Genre: Adult, Dark Suspense Romance
Page Count: 236 Pages
Coming: April 9, 2018
Cover Designer: Dark Water Covers

 

 

Lost in the Shadows Excerpt © Tracie Douglas 2018
“You saved me, Penny.” His hand finds mine, and he instantly laces our fingers together. I open my mouth to argue, but he keeps going. “I know you're going to tell me that's not true. That I'm the one who saved you. But I'm telling you the truth. The morning before we met, I didn't think I would make it out in one piece when we made our move to take Charles and Armando down.”
“Damien—” I tense beside him, but he squeezes my hand, urging me to let him finish.
“It took nine months to get what I needed to take them down, but during that time, the things I witnessed, the darkness of it all, I didn't know how I could come back from all of that. Then you walked into that room, and the moment our eyes met, it was like the world shifted under my feet and I had a reason to make it out alive.He stares down at our connection, his brow puckered into a frown.
“Damien, please,” I beg, not sure what I’m asking for but needing to close the distance between us. I lean further into him, letting him wrap his arm around my shoulder. I feel like I can’t breathe without touching him and lift my face to nuzzle his neck.
His scent fills my nose, intoxicating me, and the temptation to taste his skin is too much. My mouth touches his neck, and my tongue darts out to run along a corded line. The flavor of his skin bursts across my tongue, and I moan throatily. He tastes salty, manly, intoxicating. It’s a taste I could become addicted to, but one taste isn’t going to be enough. I open my mouth again, this time placing a hungry kiss on his skin, swirling my tongue across it.
He gasps and pulls back, grasping my shoulders with his hands. He’s shocked, and when he looks at me, I expect to see anger burning in his eyes. But it isn’t anger I see. There is something else there, something unfamiliar to me. Whatever it is makes my body tingle in all the right places.
“Damien…” His name is on my lips, but if I’m honest, I wish it were more of his skin. I run my tongue along my bottom lip, searching for any remaining trace of him, addicted to the taste of him already. He watches me attentively, and his brow crinkles with frustration.
His eyes are glued to my mouth, and I know he’s thinking about the only kiss we’ve shared. I wonder if he felt this pull between us then, too.
He leans forward slowly, and right as I think he’s going to close the distance completely and kiss me, he pulls back.
    “We can’t.” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Title: Guarding Suzie
Authors: Nicole Flockton
Genre: Adult, Special Forces Romance
Published: March 20, 2018
Page Count: 202 Pages

Guarding Suzie Excerpt © Nicole Flockton 2018
A red-hot, searing pain pierced Ryan ‘Joker’ Smith’s leg.
“Fuck.” His left leg buckled beneath him. Before he could face plant into the mud an arm banded around his waist and pulled him upright.
“I got you, man. Can you walk?” yelled Greg ‘Cowboy’ Robertson, both of them ducking as another round of shots were fired in their direction.
Ryan gripped his left thigh. “Yeah.” Even if he couldn’t there was no way he’d let his teammate know.
Cowboy nodded. “We’ll get to cover and then we can check out your injury.”
Gritting his teeth Ryan shifted most of his weight to his right leg and, with Cowboy’s help, they made their way to a grove trees.
“Sitrep.” Robot’s voice came over the coms.
“Joker’s hit,” Cowboy responded to their leader. “We’re heading to the trees ten clicks west from our last check in. Will give update when we can.’
“Roger, that.’
A few seconds later they were covered by trees and Ryan collapsed on the ground. “Shit, this burns like a fucker.”
Cowboy slapped his pack down on the ground next to him and pulled out his first aid kit. “This is gonna burn even more.”
Ryan knew what exactly was going to happen next. “Tell me something I don’t already know. Where are the other guys?”
“Who the fuck knows. Now get ready.”
Cowboy ripped the QuikClot pack and poured the contents over his bullet wound. Ryan bit back a groan at the sting of the powder. He breathed through it, when what he really wanted to do was curse up a blue streak. He knew the QuikClot was only a temporary measure, but it would be enough to get him through until they were able to get safely out of the hellhole they were in.
He closed his eyes and rested his back against the tree trunk, waiting until the burn died down to a more manageable pain level.
“You okay?”
He grunted in response to Cowboy’s question. He knew the bullet hadn’t gone through. It was still lodged in his thigh which meant he had surgery in his future. Thinking about surgery reminded him of the night he’d spent with the hot nurse he’d met when the team had taken his teammate, Italy’s, woman, Erin, to hospital after her kidnapping. Behind his closed eyes, a vision slammed his brain, the hot nurse, her hair spread across the pillow, her mouth open groaning out her release, as they climaxed together.
It had been one night three months ago. They’d agreed on the one night. No numbers had been exchanged, but sometimes he thought about her. More than he’d thought about any of his other hook-ups. Ryan refused to acknowledge that he hadn’t even thought about sleeping with another woman since that night.