Hawk’s Heart (Stranger Creatures
book 5) is now available on amazon as well as other ebook sellers. The series
is finally complete! Each book features a different couple fighting for their
happily-ever-after. Hawk’s Heart is Luke and Jordan’s story.
About Hawk’s Heart:
Interior designer and empathic psy,
Jordan Hayes, is overworked and stressed out. With her best friend and business
partner, Val, away on her honeymoon and their office manager out on medical
leave, work is piling up into a nearly unmanageable mess. Even worse, her ex is
blackmailing her with a cryptic threat about exposing the fact that she’s an
empathic psy. Jordan has never met anyone with abilities like hers until she
crosses paths with a sexy, scarred, and seemingly cold-hearted man who is
intent on bursting her bubble of safety.
Nobody’s ever accused empathic psy
and hawk shifter, Luke Daniels, of being a cinnamon roll but he’s not as cold
and mean as he appears. Life has made him guarded, but when he meets interior
designer Jordan, he falls fast and hard for the kind, beautiful psy. But would
she ever want a guy like him?
An entrepreneur attempting to create
an indestructible empire of greed has his sights set on Jordan, convinced she’s
an easy target. Jordan and Luke will have to put everything on the line to
survive and save the lives of dozens of captives. Will the bond growing between
the two of them get severed or will they win the fight against everyone and
everything standing in their way?
Excerpt:
Jordan pulled up to a spot on the
street near the front of 3054 Saint James Street. The house looked pretty new.
Hopefully the client would be requesting a simple decorating job. When taking
the call, Jordan had been distracted by the electrical fire that had erupted at
a light socket when she’d flipped a switch. Good thing she kept a fire
extinguisher on hand and knew a good electrician who owed her a favor.
Involving her landlord would no doubt result in another rent increase or some
other headache. Mr. Pulfrey wasn’t the most helpful, or ethical, landlord, not
even close, but the office complex where she and her best friend and business
partner, Valerie Taylor, rented space for Jordan and Taylor’s Design and
Renovation was in a great location.
She grabbed her purse and messenger
bag and speed walked to the door. Being a few minutes late to meet a potential
client for the first time was not a great look, but her late arrival was the
least of her problems. The recent rent increase on her office building had been
unexpectedly steep. Then, there were the texts her ex had been sending,
demanding money in exchange for keeping her secret, and of course, the
uninvited skunk that had stunk up all of the inventory in her warehouse.
With a sigh, she rang the doorbell
and did her best to put her worries aside. The man who opened the door was so
fine, it took her breath away. A lock of pale blond hair hung over his right
eye, nearly obscuring it, which drew her attention to a thick scar that began
underneath that same eye and ended at the bottom of his jaw. And his mouth, oh,
damn. She would bet her entire shoe collection, which had become fairly
extensive, thanks to the vintage shop she’d recently discovered on the corner
of Briar Street and Bella Rosa Road, that he could give a scorching-hot kiss
with those luscious lips.
Knock it off! You are on a break
from men, for good reasons, and this guy looks dangerous. Mm, so dangerous.
She gave herself a mental slap but found it hard to find her voice because the
strikingly gorgeous blond man standing in the doorway was looking at her so
intently. His irises were a mix of icy blue and indigo shades, reminding her of
barren trees against a snowy sky. Do I have lipstick on my teeth? She
ran her tongue over her teeth. They didn’t feel slick or goopy. Had she
buttoned her shirt up wrong? She’d been in a hellfire hurry to get out the door
that morning. She gave her outfit a subtle glance. Nope. Both her shirt and
skirt were fine. She ran a hand through her wavy, chin-length hair and felt no
obvious snarls.
Snarls were rarely a problem for her
anymore since she’d chopped the long length off one day in a fit of annoyance.
Ward had made a passive-aggressive comment about her shorter haircut and her
new red boots, which had been strike two against him. She kicked memories of
Ward out of her mind because he didn’t deserve to be taking up space in her
head, but then she was back to wondering about the man staring at her as if he
had just discovered an alien species standing on his front porch.
“Um, Max Gardener?” Ugh. She hated
that she sounded so timid and unsure of herself.
“No. I’m Luke. Luke Daniels. One of
Max’s business partners. Are you the interior designer?”
“Yes. I’m Jordan Hayes.”
He nodded. “You can wait for Max in
the office inside. He’ll show you the other houses shortly.” He remained in the
doorway, expression guarded, watching her.
A flush creeped up her neck and into
her cheeks at the scrutiny, but she stared right back at him. Light-blond hair
dusted his arms and the black-ink lines of a tattoo peeked out from under his
left T-shirt sleeve. Yum, tattoos. She wondered how many
tattoos he had and where they were on his body. What would his skin feel like
under her hands? Wait, what had he meant when he said Mr. Gardener would show
her the other houses? She must have missed a lot more information than she’d
thought during the original phone call. Or maybe she’d forgotten to leave
herself more detailed notes.
With Val out of town on her
honeymoon and their office manager, Sheila, out on medical leave after a
bicycling accident, Jordan was overwhelmed.
“Come on in.” He held the door open
for her.
Jordan hesitated. She didn’t usually
meet clients by herself, especially not outside the office, but she’d had no
choice since Val was in Belize and Sheila was recovering from surgery. The
man’s truth didn’t come right to her, effortlessly, the way most people’s
emotions hit her. She took a quick peek around the outside of his mind to get a
better sense of him and felt the interference of a strong shield. Interesting.
Though she wanted to search a little
more, to take a peek and see what was beneath his stony exterior, she tried not
to invade anyone’s mind space unless it was a matter of safety. He didn’t seem
to be a creep who was preparing to attack her, but a woman alone couldn’t be
too careful. After a slightly harder push, she made it just past the outer edge
of his mind space. She felt an array of his emotions, which were blunted by his
shield, but none of what she felt from him seemed harmful, at least not toward
her, but there was something else. Something…more to him, as if a bit of
wildness waited inside him.
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