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Honor Among Seals
Hearts of Valor #2
by Dixie Lee
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Pub Date: 10/9/2018

Working for a security company with his brothers-in-arms has given former

SEAL Matt “MacGyver” Iverson a reason to get up every morning.
But keeping a runaway bride from harm isn’t in his job description . . .

Former Marine Kellie Greyson is in over her head. A cold-hearted ultimatum leaves
her no choice but to wed mob boss Tony Palazzi. But when she overhears his
deadly plans for her after she says ‘I do,’ Kellie flees his
casino, only to wind up in a seedy Vegas bar. The next thing she
knows, she’s waking up beside a protective powerhouse of a man . . .
Though Kellie’s body kickstarts his into high gear, MacGyver is all business trying
convince her that they need each other. Both are looking for missing
people—and all roads lead to Palazzi. MacGyver will have to lay all
his cards on the table to get Kellie to trust him in a game they
might not survive . . .

Heart Of A Seal
Hearts of Valor
They’re brothers in arms, Navy SEALS risking their lives for their country

. . . and the women they love.

This is Luke Harding’s story.

Six months in a desert hellhole taught Navy SEAL Luke Harding things
never wanted to learn about life and death. Only tender memories of
the beautiful brunette he met a few weeks before his deployment
helped get him through the torturous days and nights. Back in the
States after a perilous rescue, physically and emotionally damaged,
Luke’s about to plunge into a new kind of war. In a seemingly
bucolic Idaho town, Sally Duncan faces real—and

All Sally ever wanted was a safe place to raise her nine-year-old
daughter. Her identity hidden behind a façade of secrets and lies,
can she trust Luke—a man she barely knows—with the truth? Even as
they give in to long-denied passion, a killer with a personal
vendetta is setting an ambush that will leave them praying for a
miracle and fighting for the future they may not live to see.

Dixie Lee Brown
lives and writes in Central Oregon, inspired by
gorgeous scenery and three hundred sunny days a year. Having moved
from South Dakota as a child to Washington, Montana and then to
Oregon, she feels at home in the west. She resides with two dogs and
a cat, who are currently all the responsibility she can handle. Dixie
works fulltime as a bookkeeper. When she’s not writing or working,
she loves to read, enjoy movies, and if it were possible, she’d
spend all of her time at the beach. She is also the author of the
Trust No One romantic suspense series, published by Avon Impulse.

Chapter One

Kellie Greyson peered from beneath lowered lashes at the three solemn men making no
secret of the fact they were watching her every move. Tony Palazzi, that slimy piece of horse
manure, and two of his thugs leaned their backs against the bar to her left, holding drinks they’d yet
to sample. Second day in a row.
Good. Maybe the low-cut tops and miniskirts I bought aren’t a waste of money after all. The
sky-high heels were killing her feet, though. Combat boots had been far more comfortable.
She placed a hundred dollars’ worth of chips in the betting circle of the Blackjack table, and
the dealer dispensed cards to each of four players, turning up a five for himself. The first two
gamblers went bust. The third stayed at eighteen. To make Tony think she appreciated his perusal,
Kellie smiled before tapping her finger on the table beside the seven of spades and two of hearts
she’d been dealt. The dealer hit her with an ace, and a murmur of approval rippled through the
players to her right.
Kellie watched in amusement as the dealer appeared to swat absently, as though at a pesky
fly buzzing around his ear—the obvious signal about as subtle as a freight train. His hole card was a
nine, and when he dealt himself another nine, he did a lousy job of hiding his frustration.
She reached for the chips he pushed toward her, leaving a small bet on the table for the next
deal. When he shoved those chips toward her too, she glanced at him. The dealer nodded to
someone behind her, and, immediately, a heavy hand dropped on her shoulder.
One of the muscled suits, who’d been standing with Tony a moment ago, leaned to speak in
her ear. “Miss, please come with us.” His tone left no room for discussion.
Kellie glanced over his shoulder to see who “us” was and met the stern glare of Tony’s other
gorilla. Well, it’s about friggin’ time. Three days she’d been here, choking on the foul air, counting
cards and beating the house—waiting for this exact moment. She grabbed her chips, which the
helpful dealer had placed in a box, and stood to accompany her escorts to the cashier’s window.
After she cashed out, she’d demand to speak with the owner of the Dominion Hotel and Casino,
whose orders were, apparently, getting her tossed out. At long last, she’d have her chance to find
out what Tony knew about her sister.
Except…they weren’t taking her to the cashier’s window. Sandwiching her between them,
the two beefy men veered toward the elevators.
“Where are you taking me?” There was really only one place they could be going, and
Kellie’s restrained excitement warred with nervousness.
One of the men pushed the top button beside the closed elevator, and an arrow flashed on,
pointing up. “Mr. Palazzi wants to talk to you.” The doors opened, and the man gripped her elbow,
guiding her ahead of him into the car. His hand moved over the panel of buttons and the number
forty lit up—the top floor. The second man fingered a card on a lanyard around his neck and slid it
into a slot above the numbers. The elevator started upward.
Kellie’s heart rate lurched into overdrive. Her palms started to sweat, in spite of her plan
having finally become reality. All she had to do was continue her charade a while longer. She fished
a tube of lipstick from her purse and swiped on a fresh coat of Parisian Red. Tony’s vice was
women—and his weakness would be her means to the information she needed. Saliva pooled at the
back of her throat as revulsion threatened her determination.
Stick to the plan.
She’d been over this a hundred times. Tony had been the last person to see Anna before
she disappeared. Her sister’s missing person’s case was now officially cold. But Tony, Las Vegas
businessman and crime boss, knew something. She felt it in every fiber of her being. All she had to
do was get close enough to make him trust her—long enough to find a thread of
evidence—something or someone who knew what happened and was willing to tell the story.
To find her sister, Kellie would use the assets the good Lord gave her without conscience. As
much as she despised playing the slut card, that description epitomized the type of woman Tony
was attracted to. She’d

seen the pictures, read the stories in the rag magazines and seen the women hanging on his arm.
Dumb, beautiful and the sleazier the better. That was what it would take to catch the eye of the rich
and powerful Tony Palazzi.
Kellie wasn’t gorgeous, by any stretch of the imagination, and she certainly wasn’t dumb, but
she cleaned up good enough, and her strong, toned legs, thanks to four years in the Marine Corps,
had garnered her fair share of admiration. She could play the vamp if incentivized—and finding
Anna, possibly alive, was incentive enough. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to bring her home.
The elevator doors slid open directly into Tony’s office. Tall and slim, with glistening black
hair and pretty-boy features that belied his evil heart, he leaned against the edge of his desk and
The man on her right gave her a shove and stepped into the room behind her. The doors slid
shut and the elevator whirred to life again, taking the other man back the way they’d come.
Tony pushed away from the desk and advanced toward her, his face a mask of annoyance.
“Who are you, and why are you here?”
Despite having prepared herself, mentally and emotionally, to meet the casino’s owner on his
turf, his nearness and obvious anger almost made her back up a step. She stopped herself just in
time. I can do this. Just play the role. Locking away any emotions that might trip her up was second
nature, also courtesy of the Marine Corps. She allowed a faint smile to curve her lips. “My name is
Kellie Greyson. As to why I’m here…I’m afraid you’ll have to enlighten me.”
Tony stopped in front of her, snatched the box of chips from her hand and set it on a nearby
table. He slid the strap of her small handbag off her shoulder and rummaged through it until he found
her driver’s license. Sidestepping her, he handed the ID to his thug and whispered something. The
man disappeared through a doorway to the right of the desk.
Kellie seethed at Tony’s arrogance and the high-handed examination of her personal
property, but the object of this exercise was to convince him he could trust her, so she’d let it go.
She raised an eyebrow. “You don’t believe me?”
Tony turned his back, setting her purse on the edge of his desk. “You were counting cards in
my casino.”
Kellie shrugged. “That’s not against the law.”
He faced her again, a cold smile stopping far short of his eyes. “It’s frowned upon. Surely
you’re aware of that. I’m curious why you were so obvious. Winning eighty percent of the hands
you’re dealt is sure to get you caught and kicked out.”
Kellie glided forward until she reached a chair positioned in front of his desk, sat and crossed
her legs. “If that’s the case, why did it take you so long to catch me?”
His lecherous appraisal flicked over her legs and back to her face. “Because I enjoyed
watching you.”
She caught herself before disgust mushroomed and seeped through her facade. With effort,
her smile widened. “I could say the same to you. Perhaps that’s why I kept coming back.”
The door swung open and Tony’s man returned, striding across the room until he reached
his boss. Their whispered exchange continued for far too long, unnerving her, and suddenly the
wisdom of her scheme came into question.
The hired man didn’t look at her as he scooted by to resume his silent vigil in front of the
elevator doors.
“Well? Am I who I said I was?” Kellie stayed in character, clinging to her bravado, but it was
definitely slipping.
Something was wrong. Either Tony’s penetrating gaze saw right through her, or he simply
wasn’t interested. Either way, her sixth sense said it was time to go, regroup and try again another
A smirk twisted Tony’s features, and his silence battered her flagging confidence. She
pushed to her feet with a deep sigh. “It’s settled then. You have your money back, and I promise
never to set foot in your casino again.” She stepped toward the desk and reached for her handbag.
“I’ll let

myself out.”
Tony moved quicker, catching the strap of her handbag, and ripped it from her fingers. “I’m
afraid I can’t let you leave, Kellie. You see…counting cards is a felony, if you use a computer.” He
reached inside her bag and brought out a pocket-sized device she’d never seen before.
Kellie’s uneasiness grew. “That’s not mine.”
“You know that, and I know that, but the Nevada Gaming Commission will believe what I tell
them. And I’m going to tell them I found it in your handbag, where you hid it after I caught you
cheating.” Tony stepped closer, draped his arm around her shoulders and led her back to her chair.


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About Angie

I'm a wife and a a mom of 4: 3 boys and a girl. I also have 3 fur babies, cats named Soleil, Luna, and a Savannah cat name Malkia. I work part-time outside my home as a COTA/L at a local hospital. I cover Johnstown, Altoona, and Pittsburgh areas. I love to do reviews and host giveaways for my readers. Contact me: angwith4 at gmail dot com if you would like a review.

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  1. Thanks for hosting the book tour for Honor Among SEALs today, Angie. I hope your followers enjoy the sneak peek!

  2. this book looks steamy love to read this

  3. Adrienne Gordon says:

    The covers convey the book genre well.

  4. Cynthia C says:

    I like the cover, especially the cool car.

  5. Where would you want to travel to if you could go anywhere for inspiration for your next book? And these covers look great. Did you choose the models yourself?

  6. These book covers are hot, hot, hot!

  7. Penny Knowlton says:

    I like the cover for the 1st book better, 2nd is too graphic for my taste.

  8. Beautiful cover

  9. Azeem Isaahaque says:

    Wow! Lovely read! Would love to read em!

  10. Looks like a good romance.

  11. love the cover

  12. David Hollingsworth says:

    The cover looks really sensuous.

  13. Debbi Wellenstein says:

    The covers are gorgeous. Thanks for the giveaway!

  14. Do you like to participate in NaNoWriMo? 🙂

  15. beth shepherd says:

    Greta cover! Where is your favorite place to write?

  16. Shannon Baas says:

    Not crazy about the cover

  17. No questions for the author.Both look great.Hard to choose.

  18. Kyl Neusch says:

    cool cover

  19. Francine Anchondo says:

    I like the cover.

  20. Lyndsey R. says:

    This looks like a good book. I do like the cover, it makes it look like a good romance.

  21. Sheila Rominger says:

    Heart of a seal is my favorite. I like both covers though

  22. Debra Francis says:

    The cover is intriguing. How did you think of the plot?

  23. Stephanie Larison says:

    Love the covers, very steamy. I like Honor Among Seals best.

  24. Hot kisses!

  25. Stephanie Liske says:

    the cover reminds me of final fantasy

  26. Looks like interesting books.
    Thanks for the contest. 

  27. Abigail Gibson says:

    The book cover looks great!

  28. The covers definitely convey the idea that these are fairly steamy romances.

  29. kathy pease says:

    I love the covers and my favorite is Honor Among Seals
    Hearts of Valor #2

  30. Danalee Davis says:

    Heart of a Seal looks like a good book, and I like the cover.

  31. Hesper Fry says:

    I really like the Heart of A Seal book cover!

  32. krystal wethington says:

    I like it a lot.

  33. The cover is very steamy

  34. Buddy Garrett says:

    I love the cover.

  35. This book looks great

  36. Philip Lawrence says:

    The cover of Honor Among Seals should be hot enough for everyone. I have no question for the author.