We are beyond excited to be sharing this release from Kristen Ashley with you today! QUIET MAN is part of her Dream Man series and it is releasing as part of 1001 Dark Nights. It just went live today! Check out an excerpt and book trailer from the title below. Click here to grab your copy now.
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About QUIET MAN:
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristen
Ashley comes a new story in her Dream Man series…
Charlotte “Lottie” McAlister is in the zone.
She’s ready to take on the next chapter of her life, and since she doesn’t have
a man, she’ll do what she’s done all along. She’ll take care of business on her
own. Even if that business means starting a family.
The problem is, Lottie has a stalker. The really bad kind. The
kind that means she needs a bodyguard.
Enter Mo Morrison.
Enormous. Scary.
Quiet.
Mo doesn’t say much, and Lottie’s used to getting attention. And
she wants Mo’s attention. Badly.
But Mo has a strict rule. If he’s guarding your body, that’s all
he’s doing with it.
However, the longer Mo has to keep Lottie safe, the faster he
falls for the beautiful blonde who has it so together, she might even be able
to tackle the demons he’s got in his head that just won’t die.
But in the end, Lottie and Mo don’t only have to find some way to
keep hands off until the threat is over, they have to negotiate the
overprotective Hot Bunch, Lottie’s crazy stepdad, Tex, Mo’s crew of frat-boy
commandos, not to mention his nutty sisters.
All before Lottie finally gets her Dream Man.
And Mo can lay claim to his Dream Girl.
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Excerpt:
He
picked up the paper, turned it over and read it again.
It
stated, plainly, he was fucked.
More
alarmingly, it stated, chillingly, Mac was in danger.
This was a problem more than it was already a colossal
motherfucking problem.
Any other one of his girls, he’d pick up the phone to
Lee Nightingale, the man behind Nightingale Investigations, the commander of
the baddest badass motherfuckers in Denver. He’d hand over this letter and he’d
get this problem solved.
But Mac was Charlotte McAlister, Jet McAlister Chavez’s
little sister. Jet was married to Eddie Chavez. Eddie was Lee’s best friend.
And Jet worked for Indy, Lee’s wife, the Queen of the Rock Chicks, and thus Jet
Chavez was a bona fide Rock Chick.
Mac might not be a card-carrying member of the Rock
Chicks, mostly because she had a job where she worked nights, the time those
crazy bitches instigated the most fucked-up of their varying antics. Though
they weren’t averse to mornings and afternoons. It was just that the
stun-gunnings, kidnappings and the like mostly took place at night, and Mac was
busy then.
She was still a Rock Chick, or at least she was by
association.
Considering the Rock Chick link and the blood ties to
Jet, if Lee knew Mac was in danger, he’d tear the town apart to put a stop to
it.
And Eddie…
Now
Eddie, Smithie didn’t even want to think about it. The man was a cop. The shit
Lee and his boys did with flair and a flagrant disregard to just about
anything, Eddie could not do.
But Eddie wouldn’t blink at doing whatever he had to do
to make his sister-in-law safe.
And the man had mouths to feed.
So
yeah.
This was a problem even more than it already was a
colossal motherfucking problem because Smithie couldn’t call
Lee.
Which meant Smithie had to find a different set of
badasses to deal with it.
His
first call would normally be the Chaos Motorcycle Club. Mac wasn’t one of
theirs, neither was Smithie, but they had ties to Lee, they could keep a
secret, and they didn’t dick around when it came to women and their safety.
But they’d just come out of a war, and like any war,
that had been some serious fucked-up shit.
They needed a breather.
Lee, and Chaos, also had ties
to…
“Well, hell,” Smithie muttered, the words on the letter
blurring, the sick feeling in the back of his throat
easing.
He
dropped the letter and picked up his cell.
If
you couldn’t call a badass…
Then it was far from second best to call a
commando.
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About
KRISTEN ASHLEY:
Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed
her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the
umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and
she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away,
put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on
fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom
remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.
Nothing’s changed.
Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver,
Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends
and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but
loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small
farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The
Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that
matched).
Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and
love was a good way to grow up.
And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.
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