Saturday, October 21, 2017

*~Excerpt Reveal: Finding Peace by Maryann Jordan~*


Maryann Jordan
Finding Peace
Baytown Boys Book 4
Release Date October 27, 2017



Blurb: 
The Baytown Boys Mysteries Military duty called them away to war zones, but after tours overseas, the group of friends found their way back home as men, seeking the peaceful little seaside town. Now, the band of brothers, together once more, work to provide a place for less fortunate veterans to call home. Brogan MacFarlane, a former Marine, filled his days with hard work at the family bar and his nights running along the shore to rid himself of the war memories he would rather forget. But there was one thing in town that provided a distraction…the pretty cop with the haunted eyes. Ginny Spencer loved the small, shore town and her job, as long as she could keep people at arm’s length. Former Army Military Police, she carried her own battle scars deep inside and that was just where she planned on keeping them. If only the surly bartender with the Irish blue eyes did not make her long for more. When reports of a Peeping Tom in town escalate to a man accosting women, Ginny and the Baytown police work to find the culprit, but for her, it opens wounds she would rather forget. Brogan, seeing her pain, steps in, no longer willing to sit on the sidelines. And in doing so, allows her to soothe his nightmares as well. When two scarred souls come together, their love allows them to find the peace they’ve been seeking.

 ****Due to scenes of an explicit sexual nature and language that some consider crude, please be warned - for 18+ only! If you do not like alphas with heart who fall instantly in love with strong female characters while dealing with real life issues...again be warned!!*****


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Excerpt:

A knock on the door behind her caused her to jump. “Ginny.” The deep, recognizable voice reverberated through her body as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut for a few seconds.
“I know you’re in there. I was right behind you,” Brogan said. His voice softened as he continued, “Come on, Ginny, let me in.”
Unable to come up with a plausible excuse, Ginny stood and swiped her hand over her face. Sucking in a deep breath, she threw open the door, plastering on a smile. “Hey, Brogan. Sorry to worry you. I was just feeling a little light-headed so I thought I’d head home so I could eat something and get some sleep.”
He stood on the porch, his gaze piercing hers, trying to judge her honesty. Running his hands over his head in frustration, he said, “I was worried.”
Swallowing audibly, she shook her head. “You shouldn’t be.”
“But I am. And I do.”
Unable to think of what to say, she stood rooted to the floor as she pinched her lips together. Finally, she whispered, “Did I look like a fool? You know…up there, in front of everybody.”
Brogan knew how hard those words were for her to say. To admit that she might have appeared vulnerable when her persona was so strong. His fingers itched to reach out, pull her close, and tell her he would always be there for her. Always take care of her. Chase away whatever haunted her. Fisting his large hands at his hips, he simply replied, “No. No one noticed. They were finishing the meeting. No one paid attention to you leaving.”
She lifted her eyes up to his, her voice shaky. “But you did.”
Nodding, he said, “I notice everything about you, Ginny.”
The two stood a few feet apart on her stoop, neither aware of anything but each other. After several, long, silent minutes, Ginny said, “Thank you for…well, just thank you.”
Brogan, his gaze still assessing, nodded. “My pleasure.” Turning, he ambled down the steps toward the road before swinging back around. “If you ever want to go out with me some time…to talk or eat or…uh, anything, let me know.” Even to his ears, it was the worse date-asking in the world. Red-faced, he began to walk back down her front path.
“Yes.”
The one word had him turn back to her, his eyes narrowed in confusion.
Ginny’s hesitant smile hid her pounding heart, and she repeated, “Yes. I’d like to go out with you sometime.”
The smile crossing Brogan’s face was unlike anything she had ever seen. He smiled with his whole being and the light from his eyes pierced her coldness. “Well, all right,” he said. With a wave, he headed back down the road, leaving her standing in her doorway, heartbeat still pounding but with a lightness she had not felt in years.


Maryann Jordan

About the Author: 
 As an Award Winning, Amazon International Bestselling and All-Star author, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble Best Selling Author, I have always been an avid reader. In 2013 I started a blog to showcase wonderful writers. In 2014, I finally gave in to the characters in my head pleading for their story to be told. Thus, Emma's Home was created. My first novel, Emma's Home became an Amazon Best Seller in 3 categories within the first month of publishing. Its success was followed by the rest of the Fairfield Series and then led into the Love's Series. Soon, other spin-off series came along and 8 of my books have made Amazon top 100 Bestselling books. Gabe, from the Alvarez Security Series won Silver Medal and 5 Star Review by the 2016 Reader's Choice Awards. Honor Love was an award winning novel from the 2016 Reader's Choice Awards. Serial Love was an award finalist novel from the 2016 Reader's Choice Awards. Coming Home was awarded the 5 Star Review by the 2017 Reader's Choice Awards. My books are filled with sweet romance and hot sex; mystery, suspense, real life characters and situations. My heroes are alphas, take charge men who love the strong, independent women they fall in love with. I worked as a counselor in a high school and have been involved in education for the past 30 years. I have just retired and look forward to more time with family and writing! I have been married to a wonderfully patient man for 36 years and have 2 adult, very supportive daughters. When writing, my dog or one of my cats will usually be found in my lap! I love to hear from readers, so please email me!

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