Meet the Military Men of the Lucky
Thirteen Series in Once Upon a Seal by Suzan Butler!
Coming
May 19th is the fifth novel in the Lucky Thirteen series,
ONCE UPON A SEAL from New York Times
and USA Today best-selling author,
Suzan Butler! Read how a small town girl starts to change her perceptions after
conversations with a reclusive former Navy SEAL.
Maddie Benson has spent
her entire life in Sugar Falls and has never ventured—nor wanted to
venture—beyond her small town’s safe borders. But when her delivery job takes
her to the doorstep of one very reclusive, former Navy SEAL, Sebastian
McIntyre, her small town perceptions are challenged with every conversation
they have. It’s not long before she’s losing herself—and her heart—to the
mysterious man behind the door.
Bastian’s
scars are deeper than the surface. They’re embedded into his soul, and he’s
content to keep them buried. But the second Maddie ends up on his doorstep with
her sparkling smile and her sunshine hair, his quiet new life shatters and she
just might be able to excise the demons he’s tried hard to keep tucked away—if
he lets her in.
When Bastian’s old life comes haunting
them, he knows he should let her go. But the light she shines on his soul keeps
the darkness within him at bay. Letting her go may take more strength than he
has, and keeping her close could get her killed.
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Sale in Print and Digital: May 19, 2015
Tommy’s Grocery was the
only grocery store in Sugar Falls. We had a lot of older folks that lived out
in the country, so I frequently ran out deliveries for them. But as I surveyed
the contents of the delivery I had now, making sure I had them all, this wasn’t
for one of the older couples, and I hadn’t recognized the name on the order
either. Sebastian? It sounded like a younger guy. Why couldn’t a younger guy
come get his own groceries?
And it wasn’t a
particularly large order either. Lots of fruits, vegetables, a package of
razors. So I imagined he was a clean-shaven health nut. Not that I cared either
way. I got paid no matter what. And honestly, even though it was hot outside, I
still liked getting the fresh air and not being stuck in the store all day.
The house wasn’t a rundown
piece of crap like I expected, which was further evidence that it wasn’t an
older man. The house was cute, gorgeous and had colorful flowers lining the
front porch. Pretty walking stones framed the sides of the circular driveway.
The grass was slightly overgrown, but mostly, the yard was well- landscaped.
Someone spent hours on it regularly. This was not the work of a landscaper.
This house was cared for with love, by someone who liked working with his
hands.
Which only made me more
curious of the owner.
I got out of my truck and
grabbed the three bags from the passenger side. The heat beat down on me as I
walked up. I rapped sharply on the door and waited. It was solid oak, with two
rectangular window panes spanning half the height of the door. The decorative
glass obscured a clear view of the inside, but I could see a vague shape of a
man coming toward the entrance to the house.
But the door didn’t open. A
gruff voice barked, “Who is it?”
“Maddie Benson. I have your
delivery from Tommy’s.” As if for emphasis, I lifted one arm so he could see
the shape of the bag through the decorative window.
“Just a sec.” His form
moved away. A minute or two passed as I waited for him to return. He came back,
and the chain rattled as he unlocked it. I started forward when the door
cracked open, but he didn’t let it open. “Leave it on the mat.”
Slowly, I set the bags
down. “Okay. Um... It’s twenty-five sixty.” I squinted my eyes to look through
the glass, as if that would make it easier to see him.
His hand snaked around the
door, holding a twenty and a ten. The hand was large, fitting the massive shape
I could make out on the other side of the door. “Keep the change.”
I took the bills from him.
“Thanks, um...” I glanced at the ticket in my hand, skimming over it quickly.
“Mr. McIntyre.” I stopped. McIntyre? “You’re related to Jenny?”
The door slammed shut in
answer.
I glared at the shut door.
Wasn’t that just nice. Was this how he treated everyone or was I just special?
I almost wanted to knock and tell him what an asshole he was, but instead, I
turned and headed back to my truck.
Suzan Butler writes
adult contemporary romance and has a penchant for Dr. Pepper, ice hockey, and
world domination. She lives in Texas under a not-so-secret identity with two
monsters, writing naughty books and planning the next step in her evil plans
into the twilight hours of the night because that's when it's quiet in the
house. She loves to hear from readers.
Suzan
also has a monthly newsletter she shares with her alter ego, New York Times and
USA Today bestseller, S.M. Butler, who writes new adult romantic suspense and
military romance. In the newsletter, you'll find information about new
releases, updates on future books, contests, giveaways, get first peek at new
covers, and find out where she'll be visiting through books signings and
conventions throughout the year.
Check
out Suzan’s recent post about summer reads on Fresh Fiction!
Followthe tour and you could win some awesome prizes!
Grand Prize: $25 Amazon or B&N gift card
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Prizes: Digital copies of any one (1) book by Suzan Butler in the Lucky
Thirteen series (except Once Upon A Seal)
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