When I first saw the title to this book Salt n' Pepa's song, "What a man" came to mind. That was a great song. A Mighty Good Man looks like it's going to be a good read.
‘Hank’
Jerry…Her personal and professional life on the skids, a family emergency
forces her to return to the small town, and the aunt, she left behind.
Jack
‘Gent’ Darcy…Fresh out of prison, he’s bent on cutting ties with the Creds, but
when you're a war counselor in a national gang, they don't let you just walk
away.
Injured
and on the run, Jack lands on Hank's doorstep, and makes her a proposition she
can’t refuse: write his story about life inside one of the most powerful gangs
in the country. It’s simple – she’ll get her career groove back, and he’ll bury
the gang, then disappear – his version of freedom.
Only
problem is, they can’t help falling for each other, and they’ve both got something
to hide that could blow up in their faces. With time running out and gang
enforcers closing in, will the trust they’ve forged survive the ultimate test?
Excerpt:
Zip. Zilch. Null. Nada. Void. The empty set.
No text. No email. No electronic communiqué of any kind.
Scowling, ‘Hank’ Jerry—a woman who wore the self-made
moniker the way some might armor—jammed her smartphone into the front pocket of
her cargo pants and sucked a drag off her first cancer stick of the day,
exhaling into the predawn behind her Aunt Henry’s restaurant. The fluorescents
overhead cast a harsh glow over this particular piece of real estate in
Fiddler’s Elbow, Pennsylvania—a throwback hunky mill town where dial-up was
considered high tech and people still lived life one pierogie at a time.
From the shadows behind the dumpster, a man emerged and
limped toward her, clutching his side, his chest heaving, clouds of his breath
hanging in the April air.
“Hide me!” he gasped.
“What the hell?” Heart pounding, Hank retreated a few steps
and threw her cigarette to the ground. Blood, bruises, panic—all of it oozed
from this man who’d materialized like smoke. Tires squealed on pavement in the
alley running the length of the restaurant and hodge-podge of neighboring
buildings.
“Will you?” he ground out.
A dozen fleeting impressions swamped her brain. Muscular.
Dirty. Unshaven. Murderer? Crazy? Eyes, wild and green, probing and pleading in
the artificial light. In the alley, car doors slammed. Feet pounded gravel and
shouts cut through the dark. Two people? More?
“Please.”
They locked eyes. No, said her gut. Not crazy. But maybe she
was.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Rebecca E. Neely was born and raised in a small town in western
Pennsylvania. Her father, an English teacher and a writer, instilled in her a
love of words, and literature, especially short stories, at a young age. Her
mother, a voracious reader, gave her Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfeild as
a Christmas gift when she was nine, and Rebecca’s been hooked on reading
stories of all stripes ever since.
Rebecca enjoys finding, and reading new authors via her Kindle.
Live music inspires her, as do the family and friends she’s blessed to have in
her life.
In a former life, she earned a B.S. in Accounting, and worked in
that field for about a decade. Since 2001, Rebecca has freelanced, writing a
wide variety of copy for local magazines, and businesses all over the country.
She is a PRO member of Romance Writers of America (RWA), the Western
Pennsylvania Romance Writers (WPRW), and is honored to serve as a judge for
several writing contests each year.
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/RebeccaNeely1
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DeleteHello! Thanks for hosting me today! I really appreciate it!
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed writing the characters of 'Hank', the tough talking, twentieth century broad, and Jack, a strange blend of gentleman and hood. Together, they tell a story within a story, at Mighty Ricky's, the local diner, where they're serving up heaping helpings of romance, suspense, and second chances!
I'd love to hear from you! What's your favorite diner fare? Take care, and happy reading!
Sincerely,
Rebecca
Glad to have you on. A hamburger and fries in the afternoon and evening, but always pancakes in the morning.
DeleteThat's my kind of fare:) I love to make breakfast for dinner, so pancakes are good for me anytime of day !
DeleteThis story sounds like a winner. Thanks for the excerpt.
ReplyDeleteHi Karen! Thanks so much for stopping by today - I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt! Happy reading!
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Rebecca
Great excerpt!!! Definitely has me wanting more, I also loved the blurb so I'm looking forward to checking this one out. Thanks for sharing :)
ReplyDeleteHi Victoria- Thank you for visiting today. I really appreciate that! I'm so glad you enjoyed the excerpt, and the blurb! Have a great day, and happy reading!
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Rebecca
What an exciting sounding story.
ReplyDeleteHello! Thanks for visiting today! I'm so glad you're excited about the story! Best of luck to you in the giveaway, and happy reading! :)
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Rebecca
Nana, you have the coolest banner!! Great post, Rebecca!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kate! Thanks for stopping by today!
ReplyDeleteI liked the excerpt.
ReplyDeleteHi Rita! Thanks for stopping by today! I'm glad to hear you enjoyed the excerpt!
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