Last Chance Hero
No. Not possible. It can't be him… Jordynn Flannigan was sure her fiancé was dead—along with all their dreams for a future together. But the stranger who just saved her from a kidnapper is none other than Donovan Grady, who supposedly died ten years ago. Now his enemies have found Jordynn, and he's not going anywhere without her by his side—and under his dangerously close protection…Donovan had to disappear to save those he loved. He can't ask for Jordynn's forgiveness, but he can keep her safe while they unravel an insidious conspiracy. As their reignited passion proves too hot to resist, the truth strikes devastatingly close to home. And their second chance might prove the most deadly trap of all.
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No. Not possible. It canât be him...
Jordynn Flannigan was sure her fiancé was deadâalong with all their dreams for a future together. But the stranger who just saved her from a kidnapper is none other than Donovan Grady, who supposedly died ten years ago. Now his enemies have found Jordynn, and heâs not going anywhere without her by his sideâand under his dangerously close protection...
Donovan had to disappear to save those he loved. He canât ask for Jordynnâs forgiveness, but he can keep her safe while they unravel an insidious conspiracy. As their reignited passion proves too hot to resist, the truth strikes devastatingly close to home. And their second chance might prove the most deadly trap of all.
âIf you think Iâm going to keep your secret, Donovan, youâve got another think coming.â
âIf you donât, everyone weâve ever cared about will be in danger.â
âLet me guess. You want me to trust you about that, too.â
âYes.â
Jordynn met his gaze with a challenging glare. âIs that your plan, then? Return from the dead, save my life, then just assume Iâll fall into place?â
âMy plan is to get you out of here before itâs too late.â
Donovan slid one of his hands to her back and found her wrist, intent on just taking the phone. But at the contact, a responding heat slid to his palm. It flowed through his forearm and out, searing his heart and drawing full attention to how close together they stood. Just inches apart, in fact.
Donovanâs fingers were on the phone, its cool exterior a sharp contrast to the warmth everywhere else. But he couldnât actually make himself take it. He couldnât even move. A decade apart, and still Jordynnâs touch set him on fire.
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When I first came up with the idea for Last Chance Hero, I was actually envisioning a short story with a horror vibe. I pictured a woman coming home alone to find signs of an intrusionâlittle things that only she would know that signaled her house has been disturbed. I had the whole scenario mapped out in my head. I pictured her walking up her driveway, an ominous feeling building in her chest. The lighting would have to be perfectâdim and spooky, with just a hint of color from the moon above. And as with most scary tales, the heroine realizes a second too late that she shouldâve trusted her instincts.
The imaginary opening played out in my head again and again, never feeling quite right until I realized my heroine wasnât alone in the fight for her life. A damaged hero was waiting on the sidelines, prepared to come to her aid the moment she needed it.
The hero, of course, became Donovan Grady, damaged and needing redemption. The heroine grew into Jordynn Flannigan. And from the moment Donovan jumped in, I knew that instead of finding a ghost around the corner, Jordynn would find something far more nerve-rackingâa second chance at first love.
As always, I hope my story keeps you on the edge of your seat, makes your heart race a little faster and leaves you with a smile on your face.
Melinda
Amazon bestselling author MELINDA DI LORENZO writes in her spare timeâat soccer practices, when she should be doing laundry and in place of sleep. She lives on the beautiful west coast of British Columbia, Canada, with her handsome husband and her noisy kids. When sheâs not writing, she can be found curled up with (someone elseâs) good book.
For all those who believe everyone deserves
a second chance.
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Extractt from Tough Justice: Countdown (Part 1 of 8) by Carla Cassidy
From his spot on the hotel balcony, Corey âthe Noseâ Waller watched as the guy in the ball cap smiled at the courier, who handed over a slim envelope. Heâd had Ball Cap under close surveillance for a week now, and the manâs unflappable politeness was making the Nose itch. Tipping coffee servers. Holding the door open for old men. Chasing after some young mother when her baby lost his shoe in a puddle and the woman didnât notice.
âDo-gooder,â the Nose muttered, pulling the binoculars away from his face for a disgusted second.
Over twelve months of solid tracking, and he could scarcely believe this was the man whoâd fooled his employers for the past decade. Someone who hadâjust this morningâreturned a damned hundred-dollar bill to a guy who walked away from an ATM without it. But the Nose had earned his nickname well; his bloodhound abilities were rarely wrong. Everything had led him here. All he needed now was proof.
He lifted the binoculars back up. The courier was laughing at something Ball Cap had said. He gave the other man a friendly slap on the shoulder. The Nose rolled his eyes. Two minutes in and they were best friends. Awful. A whole other minute of chatting went by before the courier finally turned to go. Ball Cap, though, continued to stand in the street, holding the envelope up to the light.
