Rogue Alliance
Michelle Bellon
Trying
to escape a horrific past, Shyla has immersed herself in life as a tough cop in
the bustle of LA. When the case of a lifetime takes her back to her hometown of
Redding, she is thrown into a world of organized crime, deceit, and bitter
reminders of her childhood.
As Shyla’s path crosses that of Brennan, a troubled sidekick to the ringleader
she’s intent on taking down, she discovers he has a past even darker than hers
and she is forced to re-evaluate everything she believes about herself, her
job, and what she knows about right and wrong.
Can she face the demons of her upbringing and learn to trust again? Her life
will depend on it.
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About The Author:
Michelle Bellon
lives in the Pacific Northwest with her four beautiful children. She earned her
Associates Degree in Nursing and fills her moments of free time with her love
for writing. She writes in multiple genres, including, YA, romance suspense,
women's fiction, and general fiction.
Excerpt:
“Where did you say you were from?” Shyla asked.
“I didn’t,” Brennan quipped.
Her head was tipped up and she squinted into the morning sun as she walked alongside him, keeping up with his brisk pace.
“Yeah, that’s right. You avoid the question every time. I wonder why that is?”
He stopped and faced her. “I wonder why you have so many damn questions.”
Shyla suddenly moved toward him, uncomfortably close. Brennan could breathe her in. He became intoxicated with the scent of female, and sweat. Two opposing urges fought within him—the urge to take a step back, and the urge to step in and close the distance. He resisted both and stood firm.
He looked into her face. Her chin tilted up as she searched his eyes. It took him off guard, when she reached up and touched his cheek.
“You haven’t shaved. It’s nice. I like it.”
He could feel the softness of her palm, even through his stubble. She was toying with him. Why, he wasn’t sure. But she was doing a damn fine job of it. Gently he put his hand over hers. They stood and locked gazes. Then, he wrapped his grip around her wrist and gave it a firm squeeze.
“I’m not someone to play your little games with, Shyla.” The warning was strong in his tone.
Her expression was wide-eyed and innocent as she took a step back.
“Well it’s a good thing I’m not playing games then, isn’t it?
“Where did you say you were from?” Shyla asked.
“I didn’t,” Brennan quipped.
Her head was tipped up and she squinted into the morning sun as she walked alongside him, keeping up with his brisk pace.
“Yeah, that’s right. You avoid the question every time. I wonder why that is?”
He stopped and faced her. “I wonder why you have so many damn questions.”
Shyla suddenly moved toward him, uncomfortably close. Brennan could breathe her in. He became intoxicated with the scent of female, and sweat. Two opposing urges fought within him—the urge to take a step back, and the urge to step in and close the distance. He resisted both and stood firm.
He looked into her face. Her chin tilted up as she searched his eyes. It took him off guard, when she reached up and touched his cheek.
“You haven’t shaved. It’s nice. I like it.”
He could feel the softness of her palm, even through his stubble. She was toying with him. Why, he wasn’t sure. But she was doing a damn fine job of it. Gently he put his hand over hers. They stood and locked gazes. Then, he wrapped his grip around her wrist and gave it a firm squeeze.
“I’m not someone to play your little games with, Shyla.” The warning was strong in his tone.
Her expression was wide-eyed and innocent as she took a step back.
“Well it’s a good thing I’m not playing games then, isn’t it?
5 ecopies of Rogue Alliance



Fun excerpt, makes me want to pick it up and read it. :)
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like an intense read! Thanks for sharing the info, Lily!
ReplyDeleteI didn't know the book, but thanks for the discovery!
ReplyDeleteI love the blurb but I'm hesitant that it'll be heavy on the romance
ReplyDeleteOooo, sounds good!
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