Thursday, July 30, 2015

SEAL's Code by Sharon Hamilton ♥ Freebie, Review & GIVEAWAY ♥ (Romantic Suspense)


Danny Begay has tried to drive out the voices of his ancestors for most of his young life, but the life springing from his Navajo roots will not die. Summoned back to visit his dying grandfather, one of the original Navajo Code Talkers. Ashamed he has disappointed his hero grandfather he buries himself one more time in the arms of a stranger before he goes back to his home in Northern California.

Luci Tohe teaches at the reservation school, safeguarding the health of her ailing mother and little sister’s future, at the temporary expense of her own. She doesn’t expect the young Dine warrior she meets to be anything but a distraction from her loneliness. She knows she will dream about their hot encounter for years.

Danny cleans his life up, joins the Navy and becomes a SEAL, where he becomes the man he knew he was destined to become. Between deployments, he goes back visit the girl he cannot get out of his mind. The reservation has become a dangerous place for Luci’s family and soon Danny is embroiled in not only saving Luci, but her whole family as well.


This book is jam-packed with romance and suspense!

First of all, Sharon really did her homework for writing this book. She included such in-depth details about not only SEAL training, but the Navajo culture. I love that she went the extra mile in that regard because it makes the book more believable.

I was a little unsure about both Luci and Danny at first. They were both introduced into the story in an unconventional way, but from their first encounter, I couldn't wait to read more about them!

And let's just say there was a lot to read about them, including one very large surprise that I, for sure, was not expecting!

The suspenseful undertone throughout the book kept me guessing as to what the resolution would be, and by the end, Danny and Luci both had grown so much and I loved the characters they became.

Oh, and HOLY SMOKES, Sharon sure can write a love scene! Whew!

All in all, this was a great romance that will give you a peek into a beautiful culture and will keep you riveted 'til the end!

***I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review***





"You're new," she said to the mirror.

He could feel her breathing, imagined what her flesh would feel like if he smoothed his fingers down her thigh. "Actually, I'm not here at all."

She turned on the stool, grabbing her beer, and took a sip while she examined him. She was still smiling when she was done.

"You look pretty fuckin' here, Dine kind. But then maybe I'm a ghost too and maybe I see dead people."

That deserved his attention, so he allowed his body to turn, facing her, knees touching hers. Through the stiff denim of his jeans he could feel her body vibrate like the inner workings of an expensive Swiss timepiece.

"Chester Tso is my grandfather. I believe he will die tonight." He watched it sink in. She bit her lip just below the slight scar that slashed her upper lip, probably from an old injury. It made her look dangerous and sexy as hell. A slight worry line creased her right eye with just a touch of a twitch.

She turned back to the counter, staring down as if examining the head on her beer allowing her unpolished nail of her left forefinger to dip into the sudsy froth and draw a figure eight. "Then it sucks to be you."

He had to agree with her. It sucked he'd never made much of himself, and now Grandfather was dying, knowing that. He wasn't sure there was any potential for any spiritual growth anytime soon, either. That sucked too.

That left only one option for this evening. To get drunk. Maybe get her so drunk she'd go back with him to the motel. He glanced around the room and didn't see any white boys so figured he'd have a chance with her. With any luck, neither one would remember a thing in the morning. He'd get the call Grandfather was gone. He could pay his respects, stay for the ceremony and then get his butt out of Arizona and back to Northern California. Forget this sandy hell hole for as long as the drink lasted.

"So why are you here?" he started. "Cheaper to drink at home, and a whole lot less dangerous. The drive is what I meant." He was surprised these words came out of his mouth.

She answered the mirror again. "I know what you meant, Dine kind. I teach at the school."

"Ah. First choice or last choice?" He knew it was a risk to ask it but he couldn't help himself.

She almost spit her beer out. "Gawd, it must be true. That old fart gave you some of those visions."

He turned and tilted his head, wondering what she meant. She addressed him this time by angling slightly so her knees wouldn't touch his again. Her face in partial profile was masked. She was trying to hide something. "I'm not a do-gooder. Not one of those. I get to hide in plain sight. But I do carry a gun."

"Running from something."

"Nope." She licked her lips, her tongue lingering there a little long, her eyes again focused down on the counter. "I am the sole breadwinner, and protector of my little tribe. My mother and my little sister."

"Except you drink too much." He knew she'd not like that comment.

"As do you. I can smell an alcoholic a mile away." Then she gave him the sultry look he was waiting for. "I seem to be drawn to them, like a string of bad pennies, little babbling storytellers. Can't help it. My nature, I guess."

Well, she already had said twice as many words as he normally liked in a woman, and hadn't given him nearly enough "looks", but he was game.

"Humor me. What makes you drawn to me?"

Her full focus on his face almost made him blush. Her power and nature were strong. Her soul deep. She did not possess the need to smile from nervousness, or to hide the spirit that ran wild inside her. For him, right here and right now, she allowed him to absorb and be warmed by it. Her dark eyes and unlined forehead honestly peered back at him. "I like your jet black hair Dine man. The dark of your eyes all the way through. The black eyes of the tribal kind. But you weren't raised here, so maybe you got away, maybe not. In any case, I gotta hurry if I'm going to meet you because I think tomorrow you'll be gone."

© Sharon Hamilton

     

    


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NYT and USA/Today and Amazon Top 100 Bestselling Author Sharon Hamilton’s SEAL Brotherhood series have earned her Amazon author rankings of #1 in Romantic Suspense, Military Romance and Contemporary Romance. Her characters follow a sometimes rocky road to redemption through passion and true love. Her Golden Vampires of Tuscany earned her a #1 Amazon author ranking in Gothic Romance.
A lifelong organic vegetable and flower gardener, Sharon and her husband live in the Wine Country of Northern California, where most of her stories take place. When she’s not writing, you will find her in the garden, getting verra verra dirty.

         



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