We are beyond excited to be sharing this release from Kristen Ashley with you today! QUIET MAN is part of her Dream Man series and it is releasing as part of 1001 Dark Nights. Check out an excerpt and book trailer from the title below.
From
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristen Ashley comes a new story
in her Dream Man series…
Charlotte “Lottie”
McAlister is in the zone. She’s ready to take on the next chapter of her life,
and since she doesn’t have a man, she’ll do what she’s done all along. She’ll
take care of business on her own. Even if that business means starting a
family.
The
problem is, Lottie has a stalker. The really bad kind. The kind that means she
needs a bodyguard.
Enter Mo Morrison.
Enormous. Scary.
Quiet.
Mo
doesn’t say much, and Lottie’s used to getting attention. And she wants Mo’s
attention. Badly.
But
Mo has a strict rule. If he’s guarding your body, that’s all he’s doing with
it.
However,
the longer Mo has to keep Lottie safe, the faster he falls for the beautiful
blonde who has it so together, she might even be able to tackle the demons he’s
got in his head that just won’t die.
But
in the end, Lottie and Mo don’t only have to find some way to keep hands off
until the threat is over, they have to negotiate the overprotective Hot Bunch,
Lottie’s crazy stepdad, Tex, Mo’s crew of frat-boy commandos, not to mention
his nutty sisters.
All
before Lottie finally gets her Dream Man.
And
Mo can lay claim to his Dream Girl.
**Every
1001 Dark Nights novella is a standalone story. For new readers, it’s an
introduction to an author’s world. And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the
author’s series. We hope you'll enjoy each one as much as we do.**
These beautiful words whispered by the
prophetic Kane "Tack" Allen at the end of Motorcycle Man are finally
coming true for KA fans in her upcoming Dream Series. In this new spin-off, the
Rock Chick and Dream Man worlds collide, as badass commandos from Mystery Man
find their perfect dream women. The excitement begins with Quiet Man, a novella
starring the lovable secondary characters Lottie McAlister (Rock Chick Rescue)
and Mo Morrison (Mystery Man).
Lottie became a favorite from the moment she
splashed onto the scene as Jet's baby sister in RC Rescue. Bold, sassy, and a
bit mischievous, I totally adore this headlining stripper and beyond thrilled
she's finally getting a chance at finding her very own happily ever after.
Here we see a mature Lottie who's ready to
take on the next chapter of her life. She wants to fall in love with a Hot
Bunch man, just like her Rock Chick sister. Unfortunately, they're all taken.
Even though she's giving up hope of finding a dream man, nothing stops Lottie
from moving on to plan the future she undoubtedly deserves. I love all her
determination, fortitude, and spunk. And when faced with dangerous threats, she
doesn't lose her cool. Instead, she's good with Smithie calling in one of Hawk
Delgado's commandos. Enter Mo ~ the bodyguard who unknowingly changes Lottie's
world for the better.
On the surface seemingly pragmatic and
stoic, Mo Morrison's impressive yet stony demeanor was off-putting at first.
He's a man of few words who takes his job of protecting Lottie very seriously,
even more so as their relationship grows. The more Lottie broke through his
barriers, the deeper I fell for this rough and rugged badass. Mo has so much
more going for him than his brawn. He's sweet, loving, funny, patient, a bit
vulnerable because of his past experiences and most importantly ~ has a huge
heart. He's the perfect match for this feisty stripper and works hard to make
all of her dreams come true. In turn, Lottie brought the best out of Mo. I
truly loved them together. Their back and forth banter, as well as their
intense chemistry, made this read deliciously enjoyable.
For a novella, there's a whole lot of story
here to savor. Mo and Lottie's journey was an insta-love type of romance, that
was also slow-burning as they took their sweet time falling in love. Happy to
see the Nightingale crew, Hawk, Mitch, and Brock, along with meeting Mo's hot
commando friends. I cannot wait to get my hands on their romances as Lottie
plays cupid, match-making these boys with her stripper squad. All in all, Quiet
Man is a definite MUST READ that was surprisingly low on angst and drama than I
anticipated, but filled with oodles of passion and laughs. A great start to
what I believe will be a fantastic series.
I unlocked and opened my
door.
Then I immediately, and
automatically, took a step back.
All right.
Whoa.
I could get a hint from the
chest and what it might be attached to with what I’d seen of that throat, but
this guy had to be six five, maybe taller.
And his height was only a
part of why Smithie described him the way he did.
He wasn’t “motherfucking
huge.”
He was motherfucking
huge.
I was average height.
But slender.
My sister had ass.
My job was physical. It
wasn’t just the nightly dancing. It was the practice and constantly
choreographing and adding new routines. I could probably eat a boatload, but I
didn’t because I was too busy to eat, and when I did, I’d learned long ago what
all the experts said was what an expert would know from studying it. Eating
good food gave me more energy, made me sleep better and put me in a better mood
(most of the time).
So unless the occasion was
special, I put good food in my mouth and didn’t drink much outside water,
flavored water, sparkling water, with the odd antioxidant vitamin drink thrown
in.
So yeah, I was slender.
And two of me could make
this guy.
Maybe three.
He moved forward.
I moved back.
His movements were
unwieldy. Not clumsy—heavy and plodding.
It didn’t matter this guy
was a bull in a china shop.
He’d terrify small
children.
Hell, he’d terrify grown
men.
And that had nothing to do
with the gun worn openly on his hip.
It had to do with what that
compression shirt barely contained, not to mention the carved protrusion of the
muscles of his biceps exposed by the short sleeves, the sinewy, richly veined
lengths of his forearms and the trunks of his long legs covered in dark gray
commando pants.
He shut the door behind
him, twisted at the waist and I heard the lock click.
He twisted back to me.
“Hey,” I forced out.
He dipped his chin.
“You’re Mo,” I stated unnecessarily.
“Yup,” he agreed.
BOOK TRAILER
Kristen
Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself
making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around
her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first
breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room,
her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been
assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the
end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning. Nothing’s changed. Kristen grew
up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West
Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the
globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you
want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm
town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO
Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched). Needless to say,
growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow
up. And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.
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