Monday, June 23, 2014

#Excerpt for Ash Rising by @MelissaFoxWords

After being rationed books by my parents like most kids get rationed candy, I turned to writing to tide me over between fixes. I love to get lost in a captivating, exhilarating story, whether reading or writing. Nothing is better than being drawn into a story so deeply you don't realize you're turning a page until you've reached the end, and the characters live on in your heart and mind long after the cover has been closed.

Having lived in the suburbs of the Mid-West, desert of the Southwest, and foothills of the Rocky Mountains, I’m now on an island in the Puget Sound with my husband and dogs.

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Infiltrating an international drug cartel is the dangerous chance of a lifetime for Asher Beaulieu of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Falling in love while running the op isn’t part of the plan, but he never had much use for plans anyway. Shrouded in deception and surrounded by temptation, his charmed life explodes in betrayal and tragedy.

Ash rises from the flames a guarded, wary shadow of his former self. His past comes to revisit him, along with an annoying American DEA agent, who forces Ash to reclaim his courage and character before facing another chance at love—and an even deadlier threat.

DEA Special Agent Emmaline Justice is determined to be recognized for her work, not her sex. She doesn’t have time for an intriguing, wounded RCMP inspector. When the contacts she cultivated over long months of an international undercover investigation keep showing up dead, Emma must use her instincts as both an agent and a woman to determine Beaulieu’s role in the case and in her life.

One woman tore him apart. Another is brave enough to put him back together—if his past doesn’t kill him first.


She hadn’t realized she’d slowed her determined pace until she heard his deep voice from behind. Emma closed her eyes and stole a second to shore her defenses. She stopped and turned, took a small step back when she found him too close for comfort. Definitely too close to maintain the recent determination to keep her distance.

“Yes, Inspector? What can I do for you?” At least her tone sounded detached and professional.

His gaze roamed her face as he opened his mouth, but he shut it after a brief pause. Heavy brows lowered with his frown. “What the hell was that back there?”

“I’m not sure I follow.” She fought to keep a cool tone. He was close. And, damn it, even more compelling. Personal. He smelled good. Bet he tasted even better.

Ugh, stop!

His mouth twisted impatiently. “Not the questions—I get those. The fingering your blouse thing.”

His finger traced her top button, and her breath caught when the tip rasped across bare skin in the process. His gaze flared at the reaction before narrowing, and the corners of his mouth tipped up. Emma took a step back so he no longer touched her.

“What was the fondling your lip thing?”

He cocked an arrogant brow, and she brought her thumb up to demonstrate, rubbing the pad against her bottom lip before sucking the tip into her mouth and pulling out with a pop. She definitely didn’t mistake the flash of heat in his expression before his features went hard with affront.

“I did not suck my finger.” His marvelous eyes narrowed and head tipped when she imitated the cock of his arrogant brow. “Maybe you just wanted me to. Is that it?”


Rita said...

Great excerpt, thank you. Sounds like a good read.

Mary Preston said...

I love this cover.

Melissa Fox said...

Thanks for having me on the blog, Isabel!

bn100 said...

Interesting blurb

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