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Monday, 10 November 2014

CONNOR Blog Tour & Giveaway



Connor (In The Company Of Snipers, #5)
By: Irish Winters
Pages: 339
Published: November 3, 2014
Publisher: Windy Day Press


About Connor:
Connor Maher is about to find out. As if dogging the brutal Sonoran Cartel through sun-baked Utah isn't tough enough, he's come face to face with his worst nightmare. Diminutive ex-Marine spitfire, Isabella Ramos, has just three words to say to him: I. Hate. You.

Heartache hurts so much worse than gunshot…

How many times can a man say he’s sorry? Like he hasn’t heard that before.

Why was he the one who got to live?

Izza only accepted the Utah operation because he’d be there. It’s time Connor knows the truth, but how can she trust him with her life much less the secret she’s come to share? He's nothing but grief personified behind the guise of an blue-eyed, honorable man. Not until the cold-blooded SC dumps her and Connor in the farthest corner of the relentless Utah desert does she begin to realize….

There are worse things than death… 
Source: Info in the About Connor was from the press kit from the publicity team.

Teaser
“You want to die right here and now, Boston?” Sergeant Isabella Ramos hissed, her shoulders rolling along with her swagger. How could a gal with such sexy brown eyes be so mean and sound so tough? His eyes refused to move off of her, even though her top lip was curled over a wicked Devil Dog bite.

And here he was holding her. Not just holding her, but chest to breast kind of holding her, and either she didn’t mind the contact or he was in for one helluva lesson in smack down, hand-to-hand combat. The woman was pure muscle, her biceps as hard as her eyes. Contempt glittered there, and just maybe something else. Mischief?

“Ahh, no, sir – I mean—no, ma’am—I mean—” He dropped his hands and took a full step back to get out of her personal space, stuttering like an idiot.

Jamie was still crouched with his hand clamped over his big fat mouth he was laughing so hard. Right then and there, Connor should’ve handed his buddy over, but real men don’t do that either.

Ramos stomped right back under Connor’s chin, her eyes dark and deadly, full of the promise of nothing but pain. Maybe death. “You think hitting another soldier’s ass is funny, do you?”

“No, ma’am, I do not.”

God, she was so damned gorgeous. Yeah, she radiated a certain amount of radioactive hostility, and he was pretty sure he glowed already, but damn. What a package. His nose filled with the lovely whiff of roses and incense. How fitting. The sweetness of flowers mingled with the unmistakable hint of burning ash. He was an alter boy once upon a time. He ought to know.


Other Books Of The "In The Company Of Snipers" Series:


About Irish Winters:
The wife of one handsome husband and the mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home and travelling the country with her man while - writing. (Seriously, what else?)

She believes in making every day count for something and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, "Look out the window and see something!"

To learn more about Irish and her books, please visit www.IrishWinters.com.

Irish Winters is an award-winning author who dabbles in poetry, grandchildren, and rarely (as in extremely rarely) the kitchen. More prone to be outdoors than in, she grew up the quintessential tomboy on a farm in rural Wisconsin, spent her teenage years in the Pacific Northwest, but calls the Wasatch Mountains of Northern Utah home. For now.

Top Ten - Random things no one knows about Irish
1. I almost became a nun. Really. Even wrote to the Maryknoll Convent in New York for information as to how to become a novitiate. They turned me down. Told me I need to go out into the world and live first. So I did.
2. I nearly died in February 2011 when I went to the emergency room with AFib. They gave me medicine to slow my heart rate. Funny thing. It stopped it instead. I woke up to a crash cart in my tiny cubicle and the oddest sensation that I’d seen a big black dog in the emergency room. Maybe it was Whisper? I like to think so.
3. I’ve never had writer’s block.
4. I hate it when anyone stands behind me. Why do people do that? It’s not like I have eyes in the back of my head. Can you say cr-e-e-e-e-py?
5. My mother almost named me Joan. It’s on my birth certificate with a line through it. Whew! I like Irish so much better!
6. I walked home from school, 5 miles in rural Wisconsin, when I was just 6 years old. My mother sure was surprised.
7. I love to fish, and yes, I can bait my own hook, thank you very much.
8. I love to drive fast, but I’ve never had a speeding ticket. (Knock on wood.)
9. I believe in ghosts, guardian angels, and the power of the mind.
10. When I go to Washington D. C. or Alexandria, Virginia, I feel like I’m home.


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4 comments:

Maria Theresa Santos said...

love the supsense og the book

Irma Jurejevčič said...

Well.... I've always had fetich on military man. They are hot, they do good deeds,... :)

Irma Jurejevčič said...

*fetish (sorry)

Sean Vollman said...

I like to read military books to better appreciate those that took a brave path that I could not do myself.

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