Sunday, November 29, 2015

Promo Post - 'A Hero's Heart' by Amber Daulton

Christmas is all about love and forgiveness, friendship and family. Holiday stories, spicy or sweet, that exemplify those qualities are my go-to books at this time of year. 
It took Jarrett, the recovering addict/bad boy hero in A Hero's Heart, ten long years to realize the miracle of Christmas. 
So get ready for the ride of your life! Jump on the back of his bike and join this sexy DEA agent as he outruns mobsters, swoops the love of his life off her feet and embraces his future with open arms—no matter how short it may be.
DEA field agent Jarrett Brandt returned home on his Harley Davidson to visit his brother’s grave, not to reconnect with his one true love. 
Now widowed with a son, Marissa Reinn Brandt expected nothing from the one who broke her heart—the twin brother of the man she married—but when her son offered him a place to stay for Christmas, she agreed for her son’s benefit. 
As they rekindled the flames of love and lust that once bound them together, an enemy from his past and a trusted mentor from his present threatened to destroy everything they held dear.

Excerpt: 


     Jarrett seethed. Ready to hit the highway on his Road King Classic and find a biker bar where he could bloody his knuckles, he turned and headed back toward the caretaker’s station. He reached the cracked sidewalk just as someone called out his name. His heart somersaulted as he flipped around. He’d know that voice anywhere. The woman who haunted his dreams skidded down the small hill in clunky shoes with damp auburn hair cascading around her shoulders. He expected her to stop a few feet from him just as his parents did but she jumped into his arms, instead, and knocked him back a few steps. She wrapped her arms around him. Her sweet scent filled his nostrils. He buried one hand in her curly hair and pressed her close to his chest with the other. 
     This one moment made the trip worth it. 
     “Marissa,” he breathed her name like a talisman. God, it felt so right to hold her again. She fit against him perfectly. Just a few inches under six feet, while he was a few inches over, their bodies meshed like a work of art. He should have married this woman, fathered children with her and lived his life to make her happy. Instead, he chose something just as intoxicating, just as beautiful to his ignorant mind, and abandoned her on the curb outside his family’s home. More than anything, he regretted that he’d left her behind.