Monday, November 25, 2013

REVIEW & GIVEAWAY: Have Yourself a Marine Christmas by Heather Long



Always a Marine

Have Yourself a Marine Christmas


by HEATHER LONG
Rebel with a holiday…



Ryan Edward Brun—Rebel to his friends—has always loved Christmas. Whether raising money for Toys for Tots, delivering presents dressed up like Santa Claus or driving his platoon crazy with Christmas ‘surprises.’ He never lacked for Christmas spirit—until he lost his legs to an IED.



Operation Good Cheer…



Noël Torres has watched over Rebel for months, holding his hand when he wanted to give up, and bullying him when he got lazy. But with Christmas right around the corner and decorations filling every room in their wing of Mike’s Place, the barren oasis Rebel surrounds himself in breaks her heart. He won’t call his family, he’s not sending out cards, he won’t pull any pranks—she decides to get this Marine back into the holiday action.



An elf on a mission…



With the help of some kids, a few good Marines, and Santa Claus and Noël is determined to give Rebel a very Marine Christmas…







Marine Under the Mistletoe

Always a Marine

Release Date: November 26, 2013 – All Links Pending Release



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About the Author:

National bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas summertime. From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories—her characters drive the books. When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.



Contact Details:

Website: http://www.heatherlong.net

Email: heather@heatherlong.net

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/HeatherLongAuthor






Enjoy the following excerpt for Have Yourself a Marine Christmas:



Jingle Bell Rock blasted through the speakers and more than one voice jammed out to the familiar tune, echoing the song up and down the hall. The music still invaded his room, even after one of the nurses had closed the door for him. Rebel thumbed the volume louder on the television, hoping to mute the insidious little ditty before it wormed farther into his brain.


A cramp fisted in his thigh and Rebel dropped the remote, digging his fingers into the recalcitrant muscle. He gritted his teeth and a hiss of air escaped—his only concession to the pain radiating up from his calf to pinch his quadriceps. It’s all in your head, Marine. Suck it up. He had no calf muscle to cramp.


Because he had no damn calves.


Staring steadily at the news report offered him a grim distraction. Trouble in the Baltics and civil war raging in an African nation earned top news bites. Somewhere, someone always hurt worse than he did. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he tried to distract himself, but the thunk of the faux foot on wood didn’t have the same effect.


The door opened, adding fresh punch to his misery as Frosty the Snowman followed behind the luscious, caramel-skinned torturer who looked after him.


“Close the damn door.” He regretted the snarl the moment it passed his lips. The aggravating pain in his quad wouldn’t let go and had begun to radiate up his back. Flattening his prosthetic foot had zero effect and the socket friction on his skin compounded by the damn song replicating like a virus across the walls of his mind.


“Good afternoon to you, too.” Noel Torres pushed the door closed with a thump.  “Cramps?” She didn’t wait for his answer before crossing the room and adding her nimble fingers to the job. Seizing his thigh in both hands, she dug her thumbs right into the center of the knot, brutalizing him with a fresh wave of agony. “You know the drill, Rebel.” Snappy and crisp, her eyes clashed with his. “Breathe.”


He could no more ignore the order than he could the heady scent of her perfume—not that he was expert in such matters. Noel’s was an exotic, distinctly feminine scent he associated only with her, and for the last year it had been his salvation. Deep breaths calmed his racing heart as her thumbs continued to apply pressure to the violent spasm seizing his muscle until bit-by-bit, it eased.

“Breathe,” she ordered him. “In for four. Hold. Out for four.”


Struggling to follow the command, he kept his attention on her. Dressed in deep yellow polo shirt that truly brought out her skin tone, and her long black hair pulled back in a severe ponytail, she looked all of twelve years old.


Yeah, if twelve looked hot and edible…. He scowled at the new direction his mind wandered and Noel squeezed his thigh. A burning lance of sensation stabbed him and then the muscle let go entirely and he wanted to weep.


“You’re holding your breath again.” She frowned, but shifted her grip on his thigh and begun to massage it.


Reminded, he exhaled a hard sigh. “Hurts like a bitch.”


“Of course it does, you’re tense and getting worked up. You know your mood has as much of an effect on your recovery as your exercise regimen.” Disapproval hung off the last two words and Rebel huffed. “And don’t you take that impatient note with me. Did you really think they wouldn’t tell me you skipped physio three days this week?”


“I was tired.” He tried to look around her, but she only adjusted her firm touch to knead the taut muscles of his other thigh.


“Bullshit. Your physio is not an option. Get a grip on your panties, Marine. You don’t get to play the I’m-too-tired card. We put a pin in that one months ago.”


Three months before, he’d been in the midst of a black depression and slept day in and day out. He refused to go to therapy, refused to engage with his psych evaluation, and damn near ended up on forced medication. Noel hadn’t allowed him the luxury of mind-numbing drugs. Instead, she’d all but dragged him out of bed, helped him into a wheelchair and took him for a walk in the park—pushing him around like a baby in a pram. Humiliating—but effective. He returned to therapy the next day—and she’d smiled at him. 


The soothing stroke of her fingers unlocked the tension in his gut. “How was your trip?” he asked. Maybe distraction would work.

Adri's Review:

Man oh man is this a great one… Heather Long has done it again, but this time even better. How you may wonder… easy she has written a Marine that is not only amazing but strong as well. Ryan “Rebel” Brun is definitely a character that gives my favorite Marine Paul a run for his money. Thanks to Noel he didn’t lose his drive to live. 

It kills Noel to see how closed off from the Christmas Holiday Rebel is. As his case nurse she’s gotten to learn about him in the year he’s been her patient. She’s also heard stories of how much he used to love the holiday and how before he was injured he’d do anything he could to make those around him happy, which is why it hurts her so much to see him so angry.

The small things that help him come out of his funk and return to being the man that he was before are so amazing. I think Chrissy and her wish from Santa is what really pushes him in the direction to change back to the man he used to be. 

This story had me crying tears of pain for all that Reb has been through. Tears of joy for how it ends and tears for how sweet this story is. 

Hope you run off and get your copy today… Also remember that part of the proceeds help the Marine’s Toys for Tots foundation.

Happy Reading… Adri

Sarah's Review:

Thanks to Heather Long and Decadent Publishing for the ARC.   I am addicted this series and can't wait for more!  As I write this review, I was on the phone with Adri saying "I don't know how to review this!" because I really don't. 

Rebel is one of those characters that I love. Stubborn, Alpha males..............sigh!  Noel, man, I love her!  These two characters are a force of nature apart, but together, man these two can be a force to be teamed up with.

I loved the way Noel handle Reb and doesn't let him bullshit his way out of anything but she also knows when to let him handle things the way he needs to handle it.  Poor Reb never stood a chance against Noel, especially once he knew he wanted to be more than a patient to her.   I also love how Reb was able to get Noel to realize what she wanted as well!

Giveaway time:
When you leave a comment, pick someone to be Secret Santa for.  Make sure you include the email for that person and why you choose that person.  That will be included when the gift is sent to them on Saturday, November 30th.   

3 comments:

  1. I love this series and would love to be a secret santa for my big sister Debby, my favorite Marine deborah_rash at yahoo dot com

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    1. Donna,
      I will be sending this to your sister. Please make sure she doesn't delete the message and the gift.

      Sarah

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  2. Oh this latest one sounds even better yet. Thanks for sharing your thoughts ladies. I would like to play Secret Santa to my friend Shari because she has been dealing with so much lately. shari at delightedreader dot com

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