by Jillian Jacobs~~~~~~~~~~~~~GENRE: Contemporary Fiction
BLURB:With his grandmother’s words, pro-football player Warren “Bronco” Murray’s picture-perfect world takes a direct hit. After mistaking him for a man from her past, Bronco believes his grandmother’s confused confession reveals the man who raised him isn’t his real father. Is his grandmother’s mind slipping? Or is she harboring a deadly secret?Searching for an answer to a question he’s not even sure exists, Bronco hires Rachel Harris, a local private investigator and a woman who brings out his protective—and primal—instincts.Rachel’s spent her life seeking her own resolution for a tragic mistake made years ago. Unwilling to suffer through another loss, she vows to keep her relationship with Bronco strictly professional. Yet with each step into Bronco’s past, she finds that the players shaping her life also shaped his.Working together to uncover the facts, they falter when the game turns deadly. Nothing is as it seems and they must fight to unearth the truth buried under past deceptions and lies.Bronco and Rachel survive personal attacks and shocking revelations only to discover that the answers they sought have created a new path…but will they endure the journey together or falter under the truth?
Excerpt:He’d known. Known making love to her would take him to a place he’d never been before. Because not only was his cock happy, his heart was happy. Content. As if he’d found the one place he could find, not only comfort, but also strength. An odd combination, but something a man like him needed. Craved. All that found in this one moment with this tiny woman who had no idea she’d dented his heart.After a few minutes, hours, who the hell knew, Rachel started humming the chorus to Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing.”“Keep it up, Harris.” Bronco pinched her ass. “Go to sleep or I’ll have you believing again and again.”But Rachel being Rachel kept pushing. “Just a small town investigator, loving on a big green couch, she took the midnight mammoth goin’ anywhere.”Shaking his head at her personalized rendition to such a classic song, he tickled her sides. “What kind of lyrics are those? Midnight mammoth?”She jabbed his chest and continued. “Just a cocky boy, born and raised in north Ohio—” Tears of laughter poured down Rachel’s beard-scraped cheeks, and just like that he had to kiss her again, and then, once more, until he’d worked himself up enough to show her how to really believe. Again.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:In the spring of 2013, Jillian Jacobs changed her career path and became a romance writer. After reading for years, she figured writing a romance would be quick and easy. Nope! With the guidance of the Indiana Romance Writers of America chapter, she’s learned there are many "rules" to writing a proper romance. Being re-schooled has been an interesting journey, and she hopes the best trails are yet to be traveled.Water’s Threshold, the first in Jillian’s Elementals series, was a finalist in Chicago-North’s 2014 Fire and Ice contest in the Women’s Fiction category.Jillian is a: Tea Guzzler, Polish Pottery Hoarder, and lover of all things Moose.The genres she writes under are: Paranormal and Contemporary with suspenseful elements.Social Media Links:
- Website: www.jillianjacobs.com
- Twitter: https://twitter.com/GreenMooseProd
- Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jillian-Jacobs/737689872920933
THE AUTHOR WILL BE GIVING AWAY:Jillian will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn host.