RELEASING NOVEMBER 16
Detective Drake Nash: hot, alpha, bossy, andâ¦ mine.
Now, if someone could tell his ex that... I donât care if the summer fayre is coming to Holly Woods and sheâs on the planning committee. What I do care about is sugar-filled food, bright lights, late nightsâ¦ and danger. The type that wonât come in the form of Nonnaâs new cantankerous British parrot, Gio. (Please see the damage done to Momâs new curtains.)
Unfortunately, when the danger comes, it comes in the form of something Holly Woods has never seen. The town is rocked to its core, and once again, Iâm in danger. Only this time, it isnât because of my clientsâthis time, Iâm in danger because of who I amâ¦ Because of my heritage.
And despite the HWPDâs best efforts, the bodies keep on piling up.
Drakeâs determined to protect me. Iâm determined that I can do it myself.
Danger. Mystery. Darkness. Malice.
Itâll be a miracle if any of us make it out of this with guns unfired, cupcakes still frosted, and hearts intactâ¦
ADD TO GOODREADS
ADD TO GOODREADS
Photograph cheating spouses. Hand over the evidence. Cash my check.
That was my plan when I returned home to Holly Woods, Texas, and became a private investigator.
Finding the dead body in my dumpster? Yeahâ¦ Given the choice, I think I would have opted out of that little discovery, especially since all three of my brothers are cops. And my Italian grandmother is sure the reason Iâm single is because of my job.
Of course, my connection to the victim is entirely coincidental. Until Iâm hired by her husband to investigate her murder and shoved bang-smack into the path of Detective Drake Nash.
My nemesis, a persistent pain in my ass, and one hell of a sexy son of a bitch.
Shame he still holds a grudge from that time I shot him in the foot twelve years ago, or we could have something. In another life.
So now all I have to do is avoid my nonnaâs blind dates, try not to blackmail my brothers into giving me confidential police files, and absolutely do not point my gun at Drake Nash. Or kiss him. Or jump his bones.
All while I hunt down the killer.
Sounds totally simpleâuntil a second body proves that sometimes things that start as coincidences donât always end up that wayâ¦
(Twisted Bond is book one of the Holly Woods Files series and while it does not end in a cliffhanger, it is not a standalone.)
Until you take into account that my brother finally proposed to his girlfriend, so Nonna is on a warpathâand the crazy old bat has Cupid by the balls.
The upcoming mayoral elections has everyone running on full speed, and while I couldnât give any less craps about the corrupt Holly Woods mayorâs office, a dead body in the middle of a campaign speech has me thrown right into the middle of it. The victim is close to the mayor, but all he cares about is minimizing the damage to his campaign, so he hires me to work alongside Drake to close the case as quickly as possible.
Bad news for our tentative relationship.
We disagree far more than we agree, but being at loggerheads wonât get this murder solvedâ¦ Or deal with the arrival of someone from his past.
The mysteries behind the murder arenât the only things unraveling, and despite being knee-deep in lies and corruption and bonds so tangled theyâre almost indecipherable, I have to figure out if Iâm willing to fight for Drake the way I do justiceâ¦
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies - usually wine - and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy - unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.