NEW RELEASE!!!!

I'm so excited about this new release!!! SILENT THREAT

I LOVE Cole and Annie ridiculously much. Cole is a former Navy SEAL, back from a disastrous black ops mission without his best friend, his hearing, or the use of his right arm.

He's definitely the lick my wounds in private type. When his ex–commanding officer assigns him to an undercover mission at a rehab center for vets in Broslin PA to discover who leaked sensitive military information to an enemy, Cole would rather be anywhere but there.

He hates the place even before he's given into the care of a peace-loving ecotherapist whose dream is to open an animal sanctuary out of her home. Cole and Annie have zero in common. He's determined that she's not going to turn him into a freaking tree-hugger. What the hell is 'ecotherapy' anyway?

Here is a quick excerpt for your viewing pleasure, Cole's first visit to Annie's little animal sanctuary that she runs out of her garage and back yard:

“What’s up with the llamas?” He turned so he could read her lips.

She blinked at him. “People moved and left them behind.”

“What was the worst you ever had?”

“A tarantula that lost a leg.” A delicate shiver ran through her. “I hate spiders.”

“Did you save it?”

A tragic look came over her face. “A goat ate him.”

A strangled laugh escaped him. “What happened to the goat?”

“Adopted.”

“Do you ever turn anything away?”

She rubbed the head of one of the baby skunks with the back of her crooked index finger. “Not anything, not ever.”

That people like her lived in the world scared Cole a little. Too soft-hearted, too easy to take advantage of, too vulnerable. Annie Murray needed a keeper. Not that he was volunteering.

He watched as she slid down into the hay, flat on her back, her head on the folded comforter. The orphaned skunks were all over her instantly, like love-smitten kittens, snuggled into every nook, a different baby tucked against every curve.

She closed her eyes, the picture of peaceful bliss.

Cole stood against a nearly irresistible pull to lie next to her and be part of the magic she was weaving.

He never thought he’d be jealous of a skunk, but he wanted to be tucked against her breast. She had generous breasts to go with her generous mouth. She was murmuring something to her little charges that he didn’t catch, a soft half-smile on her lips.

He wanted to sink into Annie Murray’s earth mother goodness, dissolve in her peace.

She was the most wholesome person he’d ever known.

He was the opposite, too damaged in too many ways. He was deaf, and his right arm might never fully function again. He had nightmares . . . He wouldn’t wish waking up next to him on his worst enemy. In his dreams, either he was killing someone, or someone was killing him.

He was a killer. He’d been a damn good sniper before his right arm had been rendered useless. Maybe as punishment for his sins.

He didn’t care about the arm. He didn’t care about his lost hearing. He would gladly give more, give anything, if it brought back Ryan, his spotter, his best friend.

Since Ryan and the others had died, screaming in pain, Cole hadn’t been the same.

So no, he could not have the peace Annie Murray was offering.
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OK, so you know what comes next. Me begging to, please, help me get the news out about this book. Here is the Amazon link, if you're willing to copy and paste it over to your Facebook page: https://www.amazon.com/Silent-Threat-Mission-Recovery-Book-ebook/dp/B071VF6YV4/

THANK YOU!!!!!!