Barnes & Noble
Series: Black & Blue Series #1
Release Date: May 17, 2017
Abusers never stop.
If anyone’s familiar with this it’s Tyler “Tank” Wilde. Tank moves to Black Widow, Texas, to join the Blue Guardians, a group that helps abused women and children. He's intent on starting his life over, but a small piece of his past collides with his present when he runs into the local waitress, Annie Carter.
Annie's the girl of his boyhood dreams, and Tank can't wait to get reacquainted with her. Only problem is, Annie's engaged. But what has Tank more troubled than the diamond on her finger is the bruise that graces her arm.
Tank is determined to offer Annie a safe haven, but she refuses. The last thing she wants to do is leave one man only to run into the arms of another. But at Tank’s persistence, she knows she has two choices: allow him to protect her or die at the hands of her fiancé.
Was their past a prelude to their future? If there’s anyone in the world Annie would pick to go into hiding with, it’s the boy who once held her heart, but how can they hide from the monster who holds the town’s law in his hands?
"...the story is well-crafted and nicely paced with well-defined characters and enough twists to keep one turning the pages until the very end. Although it touches on the disturbing subject of domestic abuse, this tale doesn't overwhelm the reader with misery. Instead it handles the subject with sensitivity and taste, delivering a compelling story of hope, survival, and love. With plenty of drama and secondary characters that add depth and richness to the storyline, this unforgettable novel warms the heart and will appeal to readers of many genres."
-InD'Tale E Magazine
“…one of the best stories I've read in a while.”
“First all I can say is WOW!”
- Amazon Reviewer
“I've read tons of biker romances, but none quite like this.”
Tyler Wilde straddled the rumbling metal between his legs and stared at the envelope in his hand. The paper weighed about as much as a feather, but the weight of the words sat on his chest like a block of iron, suffocating and hard to ignore. The Wade Correctional Facility logo stared at him from the upper left corner. He shoved the letter back in his mailbox and slammed the door closed.
How did the man get his address?
He wouldn’t deal with that today. He couldn’t. He’d come to Black Widow to start over, not rehash the past.
His lab licked his hand, distracting him. Tyler grinned down at the black dog; his bad mood temporarily lifted as he reached down and patted his furry friend on the head.
“See you this afternoon, Alfred.”
A slight whine poured from Al’s throat as his sad brown eyes speared an arrow of guilt in Tyler’s gut.
“I’m sorry boy, but it’s only my second week. I can’t be late. Be good, and don’t chase the ducks.”
Al wagged his tail in understanding.
“Rascal.” He revved the engine on his motorcycle and eased down the dirt road leading away from his house and into town to his new job.
His new start.