Title Monster Saint
Author Rhonda Lee Carver
Genre Military Romance and Romantic Suspense
Book Blurb
Monster Saint Enforcers are more than their badges or the law. They are a team of ex-military, country boys who work undercover to bring the worst of the worst criminals to justice…or to their graves. The only thing that might stand in their way is the last thing they need. A woman.
When a respected member of Monsters is killed while undercover, Crayson “Crayce” Noble goes rogue and is out for revenge. He’ll stop at nothing short of sending Salvatore, the leader of the notorious cartel, Los Reapers, to hell. His plan is thwarted by a mysterious woman wearing a wedding gown.
Runaway bride, Charmaine Meadows, sees her way out of Salvatore’s grip through the tall, scarred, brooding man who shows up right when she needed a distraction the most. He might be a walking four-letter-word, but she’ll take anything, anyone, over Salvatore. She’s become an expert at handling crude men, but this stranger isn’t like any man she’s ever met. He’s a challenge and sparks something within in her that is far more dangerous than the criminals she’s faced before.
The lady has caused Crayce nothing but trouble. Now they’re Salvatore’s prey and Crayce has always been a hunter. He realizes he should take the woman back to the villa and say good riddance because she’s going to get them both killed. And yet he can’t keep his eyes, and his hands, off her.
Excerpt
She had to look up—way up—to meet his gaze shining in the moonlight. He engulfed her five-foot-three frame, but oddly, she didn’t feel unsafe near him, although she had little patience for a man who didn’t keep his word. She hadn’t been looking for a commitment, but she would have liked to finish what they’d started before he rudely fell asleep on her.
Luckily, she dealt with men like Cruise every day at work and knew how to handle them if they got out of line. The silent treatment worked some times.
“Want me to kill that cat?”
She studied him. Had she missed something? “What cat?” She looked around her in curiosity.
“The one that took off with your tongue.”
“Oh, I see. You’ve got jokes.” Clearing her throat loudly, she lifted the shoe, swinging the strap from her finger. “I guess my shoe isn’t the only thing that’s broken. What happened to your jaw?”
“My brother-in-law carries a mean punch.” He lowered the bottle and in the bluish glow of the moonlight and the path lights, she could see slight swelling and purple bruising. But mostly, she could only see the glint in his eyes that never seemed to fade.
“Would that happen to be the brother-in-law that just married Haisley?”
“The only brother-in-law I have.” He ate up the short distance between them. Her knees wobbled slightly, but she kept her chin lifted and her stare straight on him. She refused to show any effect from his closeness although she felt her body tremble. “Let me see.” His confidence burrowed under her skin.
“See what?” Her throat tightened.
The corners of his perfectly bowed mouth lifted, while his gaze remained locked with hers. “The shoe. The one that’s broken.”
“Oh…why?” The question was more bitter than she intended.
“Trust me.” He held his large hand out. With a gentle laugh, she laid her heel into his palm—remembering how callused the backs of his knuckles were when he’d caressed her neck and face. “Let me see what I can do.” He headed to the passenger side of the truck where he’d been perched and opened the door, searching for something in the console.
“What are you doing?” she asked impatiently, ready to go home.
“I have a solution to anything that’s broken.”
Rose Lee had to bite her tongue to keep from challenging his statement. She knew some things stayed broke, like her bank account. “Really, it’s no problem. They were old anyway.” And the only pair of heels she owned. The best five bucks she’d ever spent on shoes.
But he didn’t listen and continued to squirt glue from a small bottle onto the cracked heel. Rose Lee could barely concentrate on what he was doing because she was taken back by how large his hands were compared to the shoe. How long his fingers were with wide, flat nails that were surprisingly clean and cut short.
Swallowing against the awareness building in her throat, she reminded herself that Cruise was a very dangerous man. He was a playboy, and she had no time for men who used women—at least not now.
In fact, she had no time for any man.
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Author Biography
Rhonda Lee Carver is a bestselling author of contemporary western and romantic suspense, but she loves to write other genres too. She's known for writing stories that keep readers laughing, crying, gripping the edge of their seats, and screaming all in one book...like riding a virtual roller coaster. Whether she's creating sexy cowboys or tough guys, or sassy, independent heroines, readers are sure to find strong, powerful, memorable characters that are relatable.
By day, she taps into her creative, fictional world but at some point she transitions back into reality where she's a volleyball-stands cheerleader, homework virtuoso (at least she thinks so), amateur nurse to skinned knees, mediocre chef with some awesome microwave skills, pet-guru (all the strays show up at her house), and a Jackie of all trades for her kids who are the loves of her life. Yoga and chocolate keep her sane. Hallmark movies require cuddling up with tissues because she can be emotional. She adds a sprinkle of her own real-life adventures in each story she spins because a little truth never hurt anyone. She wouldn't give up one thing in her crazy, chaotic, ever-amusing life, except, she might do magic tricks for the bungalow on the beach she's had her eye on (GOALS).
Writing for Rhonda is like falling in love and finding a new best friend over and over again. Her characters will find a place inside your heart too.
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