Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Base Branch Series


Congratulations to Jaclyn L. and Bn100, the winners in Megan's giveaway. Thank you to all who participated!

Thor and Wrath (The Blind King) are great, but no matter where you roam on this great earth, you’ll never find them. Don’t cry. It’ll be okay.

I adore military heroes, mostly because they are real-life, flesh-and-blood. No matter how much I want Sloan, Baine, Law, and Ryan (the characters in Enemy Mine) to be real, they’re not. But take a walk down the street and you may very well pass a military veteran, a.k.a. a hero.




THE BASE BRANCH SERIES


Serve in the name of honor. Battle in the name of love.

Known by few as the Base Branch, the United Nations’ Special Operations Forces provide globe defense against any who threaten the fragile balance of peace.

ENEMY MINE

When friends become enemies and enemies become lovers.

Born in the blood of Sierra Leone’s Civil War, enslaved, then sold to the US as an orphan, Base Branch operative, Sloan Harris is emotionally dead and driven by vengeance. With no soul to give, her body becomes the bargaining chip to infiltrate a warlord’s inner circle, the man called The Devil who killed her family and helped destroy a region.

As son of the warlord, Baine Kendrick will happily use Sloan’s body, if it expedites his father’s demise. Yet, he is wholly unprepared for the possessive and protective emotions she provokes. Maybe it’s the flashes of memory. Two forgotten children drawing in the dirt beneath the boabab tree. But he fears there is more at stake than his life.

In the Devil’s den with Baine by her side, Sloan braves certain death and discovers a spirit for living.



EXCERPT

        Sloan nodded and soaked up the excess moisture from her hair and body in preparation for her escape. She secured the towel around her body with a tuck of its tail at the top of her breast, and gave him the best smile she could muster.

“Enjoy the—”

“Lotion me,” he asked. Though his tone made it sound like more like a command.

Sloan turned a palm up. “I’m sorry, I don’t have any.” She motioned toward the other women. “They might have some, and I’m sure they’d happily help.”

“And you wouldn’t,” he countered.

While she sputtered, something she didn’t recall ever having done in her life, he reached across her to a side table and plucked a tube from a decorative bowl. His body came so close to hers the heat he radiated seeped into her marrow. As he retreated, the dusting of dark hair on his chest tickled her arm.

“Here,” he said, slapping the lotion into her hand.

He sat on the end of the chaise, elbows on his knees. Hunching didn’t diminish his presence in the least. In fact, it drew Sloan’s attention to the sloping topography of his chest and the spread of his shoulders, which dwarfed the chair under him. When she didn’t move he tilted his chin up and directed her behind him with a thick arm.

        She circled him in a wide arc, but surrendered, tucking behind him on the hard wood. Clinically, like she treated a field wound, Sloan uncapped the sunscreen, deposited a dollop on her palm and began rubbing it onto his back. From his nape she worked her way out over his shoulders, denying the tingle the friction created below her waist. Until he leaned into her touch.

Giveaway
In the comments below tell me what you love most about a military hero, and two of you will be entered to win an ebook copy of Enemy Mine. Also, head over to my website www.meganmitcham.com, if you like giveaways and advanced reader copies, sign up for the newsletter, and join the fun!

About the Author
Megan Mitcham was born and raised among the live oaks and shrimp boats of the Mississippi Gulf Coast, where her enormous family still calls home. She attended college at the University of Southern Mississippi where she received a bachelor's degree in curriculum, instruction, and special education. For several years Megan worked as a teacher in Mississippi. She married and moved to South Carolina and began working for an international non-profit organization as an instructor and co-director.

In 2009 Megan fell in love with books. Until then, books had been a source for research or the topic of tests. But one day she read Mercy by Julie Garwood. And oh, Mercy, she was hooked!

Megan lives in Southern Arkansas where she pens heart pounding romantic thriller novels and window-steaming erotic romance.

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10 comments:

  1. Love Military heroes... real or imagined... their honor, loyalty, and bravery... thanks for sharing a bit about your book and series!

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  2. their loyalty

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  3. I love their code of honor and that they are to protect the weak. They would look into danger and find the courage to save those who are weak from being prey by those who likes to take advantage of the unfortunate.

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  4. A military hero is brave & true. Look amazing in uniform too.

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  5. Their loyalty, honor and bravery!
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  6. Military Heroes epitome the ultimate hero! Strong, confident, sexy and strong! Thanks for sharing!
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  7. I love that they are strong, heroic and loyal.

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  8. They are brave, honorable, and sexy!!!

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  9. I love their competence.
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