Thursday, May 12, 2016

Blog Blitz: Coded for Love Series

I absolutely love this series.  The covers are eye-catching with the black and white with a pop of color.  I am reading book #3, Conquered Match, and I can not wait to read the rest of the series.  Reviews will be coming for Books #3-6.
Continue to read about Heated Match, which is Book #1.
Thanks and Happy Reading!!

Coded for Love, Heated Match (book one)

The Program: an organization of elite soldiers with superior strength, agility, and intellect. These men are willing to put their lives on the line to execute the government’s most dangerous missions. 

Journalist Loren Stanton wants nothing more than to break a big story that will catapult her career. But the only item that’s caught her eye lately is Adam Blacker, a soldier whose rugged sexiness sets her pulse racing. When rumors surface that he’s part of a classified government program, Loren has every excuse she needs to get as close to him as possible, no matter what it takes.
As team leader of a covert ops group, Adam steers clear of all journalists, but there’s no denying the blazing passion Loren stirs in him. A scorching night together convinces him their connection is more than skin-deep, still, he’s not ready to let down his guard—his genetic enhancements make him an exceptional soldier, but what woman would want to commit to his high-risk life? 

When a dangerous enemy from Adam’s past resurfaces and Loren insists on joining the fight rather than running, he’s forced to face a dark truth. This courageous, loyal woman moves him in ways he never imagined possible. And now that Adam knows she has his back, he also knows that he has to win her heart.

ISBN: 9781940846798
Release Date: April 5, 2016
Publisher: Beyond the Page Publishing
Price: $2.99 (eBook) 
Word Length: 85,000

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About the Author: Romance author, Lynne Silver, writes the popular Coded for Love and Alpha Heroes series and other hot contemporary romance novels. Before writing romance, she wrote fiction of a different sort, drafting press releases for technology corporations. Washington DC is her home (non) state, where she resides with her husband and two sons. She is represented by literary agent, Jessica Alvarez of Bookends LLC. 
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Excerpt 1:
“How about a dance then?” he asked when she refused the champagne. Well hell, what allowed those words to pop out of his mouth? It certainly got the woman’s attention.
Her gaze traveled slowly up and down his front. “Back here? Or do we need to head down to the dance floor?”
He shrugged. “Here works,” he said and ignored his partner’s glare boring a hole in the back of his tuxedo, reminding him he was slacking in his guard-dog duties and possibly giving credence to Shep’s warning. But honestly, who hired undercover security for a baby’s first birthday? For that matter, what nutters invited two hundred people to a black-tie first birthday party? Adam didn’t know squat about babies, and had no plans of learning. Ever. But he was pretty sure the birthday boy would prefer to be home in his crib instead of dolled up in a one-piece baby tux, sleeping in his nanny’s arms.
He wasn’t going to question it though. Shep said to be here, and he knew better than to challenge his commander’s authority. Before they’d been exposed, the idea of doing bodyguard duty for a civilian would have been laughed out of the room, but for some reason, Shep had accepted this gig for Ambassador Christenson’s party. So here he was, offering champagne and a dance to a gorgeous party guest and keeping an eye on the well-dressed guest of honor.
“No champagne, but I will dance.” She looked surprised that she’d accepted. “I mean, thanks for the offer, but I’m working. I’m a journalist reporting on the party so no, I mean I can’t.”
“Come on. Take a minute to dance.” Adam practically scooped her off her feet in eagerness and ignored the raised hair on the back of his neck at the word journalist. The very last thing he needed tonight was scrutiny from a journalist, but his warning radar disintegrated as she stepped close. He swept the woman into his arms, whirling her toward a hidden shadowy corner of the room, all the while keeping an eye on the crowded dance floor. At first she stiffened at his refusal to accept her refusal, but gradually she loosened up and swayed along with him.
He pulled her tighter against his body, giving in to his urge to inhale her scent. She didn’t protest and stepped even closer. Adam sucked in a breath and struggled to keep the conversation light, rocked by his completely unprofessional behavior. He was insane to lower his guard and dance with this woman. He was the team leader for Christ’s sake and a damn good one. He’d never messed up a job before, but now that he had her in his arms, he couldn’t let go.
“A reporter, huh? Where can I read your work?” His body was glued to her personal space and couldn’t—wouldn’t—move unless yanked away by physical force.
A sweet blush stained her cheeks as she brushed her fingertips along his neck. “I work for The Post. Though we’ll see how long that lasts thanks to the latest budget cuts.” She muttered the last bit under her breath, but he still picked it up thanks to his above-average hearing.
A sudden buzzing in Adam’s ear distracted him from the perfect shadow of cleavage her dress revealed. “What the hell are you doing?” Chase hissed into his ear comm. “Your back is to the room, and you’re…dancing.”
He forced himself to swivel around enough to catch Chase’s attention and give him a curt nod then turned back to ogle his blonde.
Damn it. In the half second he’d turned his attention away, the tall, luscious reporter had unwound her arms from his neck and fled the room. Was it something he’d said? It took him a minute to get his head back in the game and stop staring at her retreating back. It was best for his own sanity she’d left, but his feet, along with another pressing part of his anatomy, itched to go after her. He couldn’t. Damn duty called.

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