HONOR by J.L. Drake
Series: Blackstone Series # 1
Genre: A Military Romantic Suspense
– SYNOPSIS –
Bullets fly during a dangerous mission, and Major Mark Lopez is critically injured…
A Blackstone soldier, Mark is transferred to the North Dakota hospital with the security clearance to treat members of the elite covert team. The pretty new
nurse assigned to his case knows her stuff, but Mark soon discovers she knows more than just how to save lives. Mia Harper knows the Blackstone
Mia is a bit of gypsy and doesn’t engage much with people—but there’s something about her mysterious new patient…
After Mark recovers from surgery, he is discharged from the hospital with orders to rest. Not that he does. Instead he rushes to México for the team’s next
assignment. But when he returns to the hospital again and again with minor—and not so minor—injuries, Mia suspects he’s only coming to see her.
Romance ignites, and because Mia signed a non-disclosure agreement at the hospital, Mark is able to open up more with Mia than any other
Some debts demand payment in either cash or blood…
When someone from Mark’s past comes to him for help, old secrets start to resurface, and more blood is shed. Worlds collide and lies are exposed in an all-
or-nothing underground poker game.
Mark must put his life on the line to keep Mia safe…and to finally learn the answer to the question that’s haunted him his whole life.
What really happened that night twenty-five years ago?
– COVER DESIGNER –
Robin Harper of Wicked by Design
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– EXCERPT –
*** UNEDITED AND SUBJECT TO CHANGE ***
head hurt, my side hurt and this goddam place wouldn’t give me any food.
sheets need to be burned, the walls are insanely bright, and they need some
fucking food! I can’t wait until they
deliver my Jell-O? Really Jell-O? That shouldn’t ever be considered food.
They bring it in and they take it back out. Get
the fucking point! I hate Jell-O!
sunshine?” Cole smirked from the door way, and by the look of it he had been
someone seems a little pissy, what they not feeding you?” My face flinched but
he saw it. His hand flew to his chest, “ah brother, I wish you were there last
night Abby made one huge rib eye, with this sauce that was—.”
dead to me.”
laughed as he jumped forward moving out of the way for…there she was.
guys,” she beamed as she headed for my IV. “Now, you look much better,” she
gave me a wink.
shot me a look, as he checked her out.
I mouth back getting a middle finger.
flipped opened my chart before she asked, “how are you, Colonel?”
well, thanks,” he glanced at me, “Mia.”
first name basis?
she looked at him, as I flipped him the finger back, “glad to hear it.”
phone went off, he excused himself from the room.
took a moment to finish the paperwork as I watched her swipe her long bangs out
of her line of sight.
green.” My voice was gruff.
looked up, “pardon?”
color of your eyes, they’re deep green.”
corners of her eyes crinkled as her cheeks pinked up turning them a few shades darker.
there was a lightness to her voice. She slid the chart into the sleeve on the
end of the bed. “What day is today?”
your name Major?”
“Major Mark Lopez, with the United States
She went to move.
turn.” I stated. “What’s your name?”
she chuckled as she crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. “Mia Harper, I’m a
nurse for North Dakota Hospital.”
– ABOUT THE AUTHOR –
J. L. Drake was born and raised in Nova
Scotia, Canada, later moving to Southern California where she lives with her husband and two children.
When she’s not writing she loves to spend time with her family, travelling or just enjoying a night at home. One thing you might notice in her books is her
love for the four seasons. Growing up on the east coast of Canada the change in the seasons is in her blood and is often mentioned in her
An avid reader of James Patterson, J.L. Drake has often found herself inspired by his many stories of mystery and intrigue.
She hopes you will enjoy her stories as much as she has enjoyed writing them.