ginger reading ninja
Who doesn't want a Ranger?
Hiya Reading Ninjas I found myself a tasty treat this week...
RANGER. - by Katie Rae
Now this was a complete bonus find, I was reading my way through Stand for Ukraine and there it was, in it's partial, short glory... Hot, sweaty, sexy, horny, glory. Did I happen to mention the part published in SFU was one hell of a sex scene. See this is what's great about an anthology - you never know what or who you might stumble across.
Now Katie Rae is an author I've never read, and I'm so thankful I found Ranger and was so taken with the little I read that I immediately one clicked the entire book. This is one hell of a great story. It's hot - naturally. Hell if a short excerpt was hot then the whole book is bound to be. But it's not just that. The story behind is a great one.
Ranger and Olivia are both damaged souls who are battling their own inner demons and the external demons that keep coming at them. The are fighting each others demons. Fighting for each other, for their lives, loves and hearts.
This is the kind of story that makes you wish you were an abused damaged heroine just so that a sexy damaged Army Ranger can stumble across you and rescue your body and heart. Because after all, who doesn't want a Ranger?
Nothing is guaranteed.
Nothing is a given.
We can only plan for things that we know and understand.
Fate takes care of the rest.
After years of being an Army Ranger, military life was all I knew and understood.
I planned on being a Ranger for as long as I could be, climbing the ranks and being a hero to my country.
Nothing else mattered.
Then fate came along and I fell in love. She became the one thing that mattered more to me than army life, which meant the plans were no longer mine to make.
They were ours.
Unfortunately, we waited too long to make those plans and tragedy struck. My guaranteed happily ever after was gone.
Leaving me broken.
A liability to my team.
I was grasping onto memories in a never-ending loop of pain.
Now, my command was forcing me to make a decision on my career— alone. And just like before, I was having a hard time letting go of army life.
Only this time, my decisions weren't based on love.
They were based on revenge.
So while fate was trying, once again, to pierce me with her love arrows, I was busy planning the only thing I knew was a given in my life.