 Police officers are heroes. Their job is vitally important. We rely on them. It makes sense that they are often the heroes in romance novels. They save people. And let's talk about the uniforms! Sexy!! Most police officers are physically fit. They work out in order to be able to do their job effectively. It's no wonder that a police officer is the hero in FOLLOWED BY FEAR by author Evan Purcell. FOLLOWED BY FEAR is a contemporary romantic suspense filled with danger and passion. Now available in ebook, FOLLOWED BY FEAR will be your latest binge read. It keeps you on the edge of your seat. Be sure to grab this book today! Blurb: A city girl needs the help of a small-town sheriff to stop her stalker. Harper’s Bend is the perfect small town, especially on Halloween. Filled with friendly locals and rural traditions, Sydney views this place as her only chance to take back her life and flee from the mysterious stalker who’s been after her since the death of her husband. She didn’t expect the danger to follow her, and she definitely didn’t expect to develop such an instant connection to local sheriff, Preston Blacker. He’s standoffish, and treats her more like a problem to solve than an actual person. There’s a reason for his distance, though, and Sydney realizes that she’s not the only one struggling with a dark past. As the stalker’s efforts escalate, Sydney and Preston must work together to find out who is following them. But can they keep their emotions in check long enough to save themselves? Followed by Fear is a romantic suspense story where the heroine finds protection in the arms of a complicated hero while surrounded by the holiday trappings of rural New Mexico. It’s perfect for fans of the high-stakes thrills of Cassie Miles and the quirky small towns of Maddie Day. EXCERPT: A row of clouds rolled in, obscuring the moon and stars. Sydney wasn’t used to this sort of darkness. In the city, there was always a flickering store sign or a street light in the distance. Here: nothing. Preston had taken her to the base of an old tree at the edge of Leeward Farms. They were close enough to the festivities to hear groups of locals scream in terror. But they had their privacy, too. Especially now. In the dark. Misty air slid through the tiny holes in Sydney’s oversized plaid sweater, sending chills down her back and—more importantly—sending Sydney deeper into Preston’s embrace. His body felt impossibly warm against her own. After the last few hours, after sharing dozens of new experiences with Preston, it felt good to be sharing his warmth, too. “Getting warmer?” he asked, his deep voice soft enough for only her to hear. “Yes. Thank you.” She wasn’t just thanking him for the warmth, though. She was thanking him for everything. For rescuing her from that rabbit. For looking after her. For keeping everything sane and … professional and … at a distance. In the last few hours, though, that professional distance had all but disappeared, and Sydney wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Yes, things were becoming too close between them despite both their best efforts. And now, in the biting cold, with the two of them snuggled together under the dark sky, she wasn’t sure what would happen next. They sat on an old sheet that had once been a dangling ghost from the tree, and they leaned against a century-old maple with a trunk that seemed to perfectly slope against their backs. If someone had told her a month ago about where she would be at this exact moment—shivering in the autumn air with the local sheriff—she would’ve thought she’d be miserable. Sydney was a city girl. She didn’t do this kind of stuff. It just wasn’t her. And yet … she was happy. Buy Links: |
