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Title: Bullets & Bonfires
Author: Autumn Jones Lake
Release Date: July 17, 2017
About Bullets & Bonfires
The one man she’s always wanted is now the sexy sheriff of their hometown.
Battered but not broken, grad student Brianna Avery returns to the childhood home she abandoned four years ago. With her abusive ex behind bars, Bree needs the summer to relax and recover before returning to school. But her overprotective brother decides she needs someone to babysit her in his absence, and he picks the one person guaranteed to drive her nuts.
She’s the one woman he can’t have.
Telling Bree no has never been easy. Four years ago, Liam Hollister did it to preserve his friendship with his best friend—Brianna’s brother. Now, no matter how she tempts him, he’s determined to do the right thing. As deputy sheriff of their rural area, Liam is torn between protecting Brianna and wanting her for himself.
Take a risk or lose the chance.
Spending so much time alone together challenges them both. Old feelings and hurts resurface immediately. With each hot, sweaty day it’s harder to deny their attraction.
It’s going to be a long, hot summer.
Bullets & Bonfires is a complete stand-alone, but if you’re familiar with my Lost Kings MC series, Teller and Murphy make brief appearances throughout.
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About the Cover:
Cover Design by: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Cover Photo: Wander Aguiar Photography
Cover Model: Andrew Biernat
Exclusive Excerpt
LIAM
Rage boils inside me at the sight of the
once-vibrant girl in my arms. Big, bug-eyed sunglasses or not, I caught another
glimpse of the bruises on her face before she buried her head against my chest.
“Tell me what happened, Bree. Who did this
to you?”
Her muffled whimper makes me regret
questioning her so soon. But I have to know who did this so I can plan how to
kill them.
My hands curl into fists and I struggle to
straighten them out and keep running them over Bree’s back. If I could carry
her pain, I’d do it. No question.
She flinches, and I hesitate. Where else is
she hurt? An unfamiliar, out-of-control sensation threatens to blow the top of
my head off as I consider the possibilities.
Nothing in my professional training
prepared me for this. Maybe that makes me a shitty cop. I don’t
know. I’ve dealt with DV victims before. Locked up plenty of husbands who were
too quick with their fists.
It made me angry every single time.
But nothing like this.
“Honey,” I say gently, trying to keep my
voice calm and professional. “Is Chad the one who hurt you?”
It’ll take everything in me not to hunt
Chad down and beat the living fuck out of him if he did this to my little Bree.
I need to know every single detail so I can fix this for her.
One more sniffle from Bree threatens to
shatter me, and I wrap my arms around her tighter.
Against my body, she
seems fragile and tiny. What kind of “man” hurts a woman?
Slowly, she unwraps her arms from around my
waist before I’m
ready to let her go.
Shoving the sunglasses up and settling them
on top of her head, she brushes a few stray tears off her cheeks. One look at
the full extent of the bruising sends me back into murderous-rage territory.
She must sense my fury, because she quickly
tugs the sunglasses back down. “It looks worse than it feels. I’m okay,
really.”
I was in enough fights as a teenager to know
she’s lying. Her bright blue eyes may have temporarily lost the sparkle I
remember, but her courage reassures me.
“Thank
you for being here, Liam.”
“I’m
always here for you.” Sure wish I’d been there to prevent this.
Our eyes lock and I nod, hoping to
encourage her to tell me what happened. “Tell me the truth. Did Chad do this?”
I ask again.
She nods slowly and I suck in a deep
breath, willing myself to stay calm. “Where is he now?”
“Empire County Jail,” she whispers.
“Good.”
My eyes take more of her in. I haven’t
seen her in at least two years. Bree isn’t a little girl anymore. She’s grown
into a stunning woman.
A
woman who just got knocked around by her boyfriend, dickhead.
“Please don’t—”
“Don’t what, Bree?”
“Get involved. He’s in jail and the judge
denied bail. I’ll be fine. I’m okay,” she says, but I’m not sure if she’s
trying convince herself or convince me.
Okay
my ass.
Unwanted memories of her high school
graduation flood my brain. Sweet little Bree had curled herself around my body,
stared up into my face, and informed me she wasn’t a kid any more before
asking me to be her first. Like an idiot, I’d given in and kissed her. Wanted to do a
hell of a lot more.
Vince catching his best friend making out
with his sister behind their house had not
gone over well.
In the academy, I’d been tasered,
tear-gassed, and pepper-sprayed, but pushing Bree away to save my friendship
with her brother remains the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Because I really, really wanted to be her
first.
How would things have turned out if I’d
followed my instincts? Told my best friend to fuck off, mind his own business.
Explained that I was crazy about his sister and he better suck it up?
But she was barely out of high school.
About to leave for college when I had no plans to leave our small town. She was
off limits in so many ways.
Now, she’s home to recover from
something horrible. Not to be manhandled. No matter how much I want to keep my arms
around her, I have to let her go. It’s the right thing to do.
She’s not only Vince’s
little sister, she’s my friend. And I want—no, I need—to do everything possible to help her through this.
Coming
on to her is not helpful. It’s not
what a good friend would do.
“I
don’t have a key anymore, so I guess that’s why Vince called you?”
I’m struggling here. Unsure of which role to
slip into. Detached cop consoling a victim? Friend? More-than-friend?
Definitely not the last one.
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About Autumn Jones Lake
Autumn believes true love stories never end. She’s easily amused, a procrastinator and loves romances with true alpha heroes who cherish the sassy women they fall in love with. Her past lives include baking cookies, slinging shoes, and practicing law. Playing with her imaginary friends is her favorite job so far. Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better.
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