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Twisted Bond
(Holly Woods Files #1)
by
Emma Hart
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Release Date: June
11, 2015
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~ Synopsis ~
I’m an Italian-Texan woman in a family full of
cops. I’m passionate and shoot before I think. You only f*ck with me if you’re
stupid.
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? Yeah…
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 I’m single is because of my job.
Of course, my connection to the victim is
entirely coincidental. Until I’m 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 nonna’s 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 simple—until a second body proves
that sometimes things that start as coincidences don’t always end up that way…
(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.)
~ Excerpt ~
“Get out!” I yell, my voice hoarse.
“I’m sorry?” Drake recoils.
“Get out. Of my building,” I add, moving toward him
as he walks backward. “If you don’t have a warrant in your ass pocket, get the
fuck out. Now.”
He grabs my wrist and pulls me into him. “Listen
to me, cupcake. Someone got real lucky last night, and that someone was you.
You weren’t here when your killer wanted you to be. Yeah, I said yours. They
know you’re waitin’ for ‘em. Most nights you’d be here, right? But last night,
because I pissed your ass off, you weren’t. Know what that tells me?”
“I’m sure you’re gonna tell me,” I manage
through gritted teeth.
“It tells me this killer is watching you. You
ain’t safe. They’re waiting to strike, and it’s gonna be the second you’re
alone. We’re close. I can feel it. You’re their target now. And this killer?
They want to kill you.”
“No shit,” I whisper, looking away from him. “I
won’t back down. I don’t care what you say. They can try and kill me. I’ve
dealt with worse.”
“Stop being a pain in my ass.” He grabs my chin
and forces me to look into his eyes and all their devastatingly icy glory.
“Someone. Wants. To. Kill. You.”
“I know.”
“Yet you don’t care.”
“I care,” I whisper, holding his gaze. “But did
you ever think that I’m your best bet at catching this person? If they’re
watching me, if they want to kill me, they’re there. Waitin’, like you said.
And that means they’re gonna come to me. Not you. Not anyone else. Me.”
“Yeah, I thought it. But I don’t like it.”
“Ain’t your job to like it, Detective. It’s your
job to deal with it.”
“You’re right. It ain’t my job to like it, but I
ain’t exactly dealing with it either.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“It means,” he leans in, his touch relaxing just
a smidge, “It means that I don’t like it. I’m not dealin’ with it. And the
thought of you bein’ in the kinda danger you are scares the ever-lovin’ fuckin’
shit out of me.”
~ About the
Author ~
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.
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