Justice (Bad Boys of X-Ops #2) by Rie Warren
RELEASE DATE APRIL 25th
SYNOPSIS:
From the world of bad boys of Retribution MC comes a deliciously dangerous,
scandalously sexy, four part series!
Good
girl versus Bad boy. Southern charm comes head-to-head with military grit. They
say opposites attract. That’s an understatement where Justice and Lawless are
concerned.
girl versus Bad boy. Southern charm comes head-to-head with military grit. They
say opposites attract. That’s an understatement where Justice and Lawless are
concerned.
JUSTICE
Let’s face it. I’ve got a bad rep with the ladies. I’m a rough-talking,
smooth-loving, international playboy—yeah right, whatever—and an X-Ops
specialist. Sure, I’m hiding a secret or two. Who isn’t? That’s the least of my
concerns when I’m called in to lead an infiltrate-and-retrieve mission.
Let’s face it. I’ve got a bad rep with the ladies. I’m a rough-talking,
smooth-loving, international playboy—yeah right, whatever—and an X-Ops
specialist. Sure, I’m hiding a secret or two. Who isn’t? That’s the least of my
concerns when I’m called in to lead an infiltrate-and-retrieve mission.
I’ve got
my head in the game—the one firmly attached to my shoulders. An American
embassy overseas is under siege, and I’m expecting to rescue the ambassador and
his daughter, a stereotypical geeky damsel in distress, Matilda Lawless.
my head in the game—the one firmly attached to my shoulders. An American
embassy overseas is under siege, and I’m expecting to rescue the ambassador and
his daughter, a stereotypical geeky damsel in distress, Matilda Lawless.
Caught
in the crossfire between explosive danger and wild desire, I’m in for the shock
of my life.
in the crossfire between explosive danger and wild desire, I’m in for the shock
of my life.
TILLY
I’m not looking for any man to save me. I’m pretty damn capable of taking care
of myself, thank you very much. I have a successful career and was practically
born and bred on a gun range, even if I can’t bake a perfect biscuit to save my
life like a good southern woman should.
I’m not looking for any man to save me. I’m pretty damn capable of taking care
of myself, thank you very much. I have a successful career and was practically
born and bred on a gun range, even if I can’t bake a perfect biscuit to save my
life like a good southern woman should.
But
there’s just something about that hardcore operative called Justice. He’s
haunted and lonely, and I know that pain inside and out. It doesn’t hurt one
little bit he’s been blessed with more than his fair share of good looks, plus
a body that would make any red-blooded woman drool.
there’s just something about that hardcore operative called Justice. He’s
haunted and lonely, and I know that pain inside and out. It doesn’t hurt one
little bit he’s been blessed with more than his fair share of good looks, plus
a body that would make any red-blooded woman drool.
Barricaded
inside the embassy, under my father’s shrewd eyes, I intend to have Justice no
matter how many times he says he’s not good enough. I see the way he watches
me. With dirty, sexy, hungry lust.
inside the embassy, under my father’s shrewd eyes, I intend to have Justice no
matter how many times he says he’s not good enough. I see the way he watches
me. With dirty, sexy, hungry lust.
Fighting
is what Justice does. Now I need him to fight for me.
is what Justice does. Now I need him to fight for me.
Warning:
Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.
Graphic sex, graphic action, graphic language. Triple X caution.
Bad Boys of
X-Ops—four part spring/summer series:
X-Ops—four part spring/summer series:
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Bane: Coming soon
EXCERPT:
“I think you’d best get some rest, Matilda.” My voice came out
low but razor sharp, my words blunt and unmuffled.
low but razor sharp, my words blunt and unmuffled.
If I had to be an asshole to her to maintain the necessary
distance I would, because the suddenness of wanting her so damn much was
painful.
distance I would, because the suddenness of wanting her so damn much was
painful.
And futile.
And stupid beyond belief.
“Tsk.” She waltzed
into the room all bare, tan legs and warm, soft scent.
into the room all bare, tan legs and warm, soft scent.
Her fingers flicked at my forehead, and I reared back in
surprise.
surprise.
“Tilly, Ah told you.
Only my grandmother has ever called me Matilda, and she’s so stiff I think she
was molded into the apron she put on after she got married in 1948. I am not a Matilda.”
Only my grandmother has ever called me Matilda, and she’s so stiff I think she
was molded into the apron she put on after she got married in 1948. I am not a Matilda.”
First of all, I couldn’t believe she’d flicked me. Me! A goddamn
ex-marine and special operative.
ex-marine and special operative.
And second, a grin crept up one side of my mouth, but I
swallowed down the laugh that wanted to follow.
swallowed down the laugh that wanted to follow.
“What’s that?” Tilly pointed at the notebook resting in my lap.
“Uh.” Fuck.
I’d completely forgotten about the damn thing. “Nothing.” I quickly rolled
it up and stashed it in my pocket. “Bullshit on pages. Gonna make a bonfire out
of it later.”
I’d completely forgotten about the damn thing. “Nothing.” I quickly rolled
it up and stashed it in my pocket. “Bullshit on pages. Gonna make a bonfire out
of it later.”
I
pulled out a throwing star I always flipped back and forth between my fingers.
It flashed like lightning, throwing sparks of light across the room.
pulled out a throwing star I always flipped back and forth between my fingers.
It flashed like lightning, throwing sparks of light across the room.
A
much more manly pursuit.
much more manly pursuit.
Jesus. I am losing it.
Maybe I need some sleep after all.
I
groaned.
groaned.
Tilly plopped right down beside me with upraised legs, leaning
the back of her head against the wall. “God, but it’s hot in here.”
the back of her head against the wall. “God, but it’s hot in here.”
Plucking at her shirt that ballooned before settling back against
the firm round hills of her tits, she rolled her head toward me. “Justin,
right?”
the firm round hills of her tits, she rolled her head toward me. “Justin,
right?”
I met her eyes for a moment to see the twinkle in her irises.
“Justice.” I growled.
“Justice? Hmm. Justice
what?”
what?”
“I’m not giving out that information.” I made my frown as
formidable as ever, but I could tell she didn’t give a shit.
formidable as ever, but I could tell she didn’t give a shit.
She leaned close enough her warm breath caressed my ear. “Who
would I tell?”
would I tell?”
“Chase . . . Justice Chase.” The words tumbled from my mouth.
She clapped a hand over her mouth to withhold a giggle. “Well,
that’s not so bad, is it? Imagine if it was Chase Justice.”
that’s not so bad, is it? Imagine if it was Chase Justice.”
“It’s not that.” Maybe a
little. “No one’s supposed to know . . . who I really am.”
little. “No one’s supposed to know . . . who I really am.”
“Lawless and Justice, huh?”
Her hand found my forearm, and her fingers squeezed the steel cable muscles.
“Sounds like an outlaw movie. The next big blockbuster. I promise to keep your
secret, Justice Chase.”
Her hand found my forearm, and her fingers squeezed the steel cable muscles.
“Sounds like an outlaw movie. The next big blockbuster. I promise to keep your
secret, Justice Chase.”
Spunky Tilly somehow lifted all the fatigue from my body, and I
aimed a feral grin at her.
aimed a feral grin at her.
Her eyelashes fluttered. Her smile became a softer curve of her
lips.
lips.
Her fingers traced all the way down to my wrist where a pulse
pounded a heavy beat before she skimmed her hand to my thigh and down to the
floor between us.
pounded a heavy beat before she skimmed her hand to my thigh and down to the
floor between us.
She made my body thump and my blood race. She made sensations
fire like a network of heat to the center of my groin.
fire like a network of heat to the center of my groin.
Maybe it was just the day, the night, the adrenaline rush that
hadn’t worn off and probably wouldn’t. The same thing happened with every op—unleashed
energy I usually slaked afterward by fucking. Fucking hard. Randomly.
Anonymously.
hadn’t worn off and probably wouldn’t. The same thing happened with every op—unleashed
energy I usually slaked afterward by fucking. Fucking hard. Randomly.
Anonymously.
Here there was no one to screw. Except Tilly.
There was no escaping her presence either, and, man, did I want
to fuck the living daylights out of her.
to fuck the living daylights out of her.
I lifted one knee and casually—oh so casually—crossed a forearm
over it so my hand nearly dangled in my lap, obscuring my growing hard-on from
view.
over it so my hand nearly dangled in my lap, obscuring my growing hard-on from
view.
“You should stay in your quarters, Matilda.” My voice sounded
like gravel, and I shifted again.
like gravel, and I shifted again.
“Is that a direct
order, sir?”
Author
Bio
Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough
trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors
include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun,
hot, and southern-sexy series.
trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors
include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun,
hot, and southern-sexy series.
A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie
started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic
poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for
paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school
to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie
has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.
started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic
poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for
paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school
to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie
has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.
You can connect with Rie via the social media
hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez,
Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html
hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez,
Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html
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Justice
Justice is definitely my favorite X-Ops guy! I enjoyed Walker but this one is awesome!
Justice is in charge of X-Ops new mission: go into the embassy in Sana’a, Yemen and save the Ambassador and his daughter.
Easier said than done when the daughter is the most beautiful and stubborn woman Justice has ever met. Justice has never felt this way about a woman before. He thought he was in love before but this is pull between them is so much more than he has ever felt.
He knows he should stay away from her. He doesn’t do relationships. Nameless women is all he needs. No emotions to get in the way. But now Justice is feeling the need to have a real relationship. He is beginning to want it all but his type of work is not for a family man.
Matilda Lawless is going to be the death of him. All he can think about is her. He needs to stay focused if any of them is going to make it out alive. The enemy is huge and closing in fast.
Rie Warren is definitely one of the top authors when it comes to present day war stories. The book is full suspense, action, and sizzling sex. I could not put this book down!
I can’t wait to read book three but the author is going to have a tough time topping this one!
