he liked the people he worked with, particularly liked working with some of his family.
Two of his best PIs were his cousins. Ethan and Luke Brodie were men he could count on. Down the road, he was thinking he might even open another office.
For the moment, however, he was content.
Ian checked his watch. It was six o’clock. Meri had left at five to pick up Lily. As Ian headed for the door, he smiled. By the time he got home, Meri would be starting supper. Lily would be watching for his car to drive up.
He was heading home to his family.
Ian could hardly wait.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
I hope you enjoyed Ian and Meri in AGAINST THE HEART. I wrote this novella to introduce you to the Brodies. Ty Brodie, a private investigator, appeared in AGAINST THE MARK. His cousin Dylan’s story, AGAINST THE WILD, is the first of three books about the Brodie brothers of Alaska. Nick’s story, AGAINST THE SKY, is second, then Rafe Brodie in AGAINST THE TIDE. All three are high-action, sexy, romantic suspense novels.
As I continued to write books about the handsome, virile, incredibly hunky men in my AGAINST books, I decided to do more novels featuring the Brodies, and maybe a few of their friends. I hope you’ll join the fun and that you’ll watch for AGAINST THE WILD, AGAINST THE SKY, AGAINST THE TIDE, and future novels in my AGAINST series.
Till then, all best and happy reading, Kat
Here's a taste of the next book in the AGAINST series...
AGAINST THE WILD
(coming June 2014)
CHAPTER ONE
The low moaning of the wind awakened him. The old fishing lodge, constructed in the thirties, was built of hand-hewn logs, the chinking between them worn by time and weather, leaving spaces for the air to blow through. An eerie keening echoed inside the house, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Dylan’s spine.
Just the wind, he reminded himself. Nothing to do with stories of ghosts and hauntings. Just an inconvenience, nothing more.
Still, he had Emily to think of. Dylan Brodie swung his long legs to the side of the bed, shrugged into his heavy flannel robe, and padded barefoot down the hall toward his daughter’s bedroom.
The lodge he’d purchased earlier in the spring was big and sprawling, two stories high, with a separate family wing for the owner, another for the prestigious guests it had once hosted, back in its heyday in the thirties. The living room was big and open, exposing fourteen-inch logs in the ceiling. A massive river rock fireplace climbed one wall, a second, smaller version warmed the sitting room in the master suite.
Dylan had fallen in love with the place the moment he had seen it, perched on Eagle Bay like a guardian of the two hundred forested acres around it.
Old legends be damned. He didn’t believe in ghosts or any of the Indian myths he had heard. He’d waited years to find the perfect spot for his guided fishing and family vacation business, and this was the place.
The wind picked up as he moved down the hall, the air sliding over rough wood, whistling through the eves, the branches on the trees shifting eerily against the window panes. Dylan picked up his pace, worried the noise would frighten Emily, though so far his eight-year-old daughter seemed more at ease in the lodge than he was.
Frosted glass wall sconces dimly lit the passage as he walked along, original, not part of a remodel of the residential wing done a few years back, before the last owner moved out and left the area.
The four bedrooms and bathrooms upstairs on this side of the building weren’t fancy but they were livable while he worked on the rest of the lodge. The master suite had been updated, but it wasn’t the way he wanted it yet. Eventually, he would rebuild this section as well, bring it all up to the four-star standard he’d had in mind when he had purchased the property.
Dylan paused at the door to Emily’s room, quietly
Two of his best PIs were his cousins. Ethan and Luke Brodie were men he could count on. Down the road, he was thinking he might even open another office.
For the moment, however, he was content.
Ian checked his watch. It was six o’clock. Meri had left at five to pick up Lily. As Ian headed for the door, he smiled. By the time he got home, Meri would be starting supper. Lily would be watching for his car to drive up.
He was heading home to his family.
Ian could hardly wait.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
I hope you enjoyed Ian and Meri in AGAINST THE HEART. I wrote this novella to introduce you to the Brodies. Ty Brodie, a private investigator, appeared in AGAINST THE MARK. His cousin Dylan’s story, AGAINST THE WILD, is the first of three books about the Brodie brothers of Alaska. Nick’s story, AGAINST THE SKY, is second, then Rafe Brodie in AGAINST THE TIDE. All three are high-action, sexy, romantic suspense novels.
As I continued to write books about the handsome, virile, incredibly hunky men in my AGAINST books, I decided to do more novels featuring the Brodies, and maybe a few of their friends. I hope you’ll join the fun and that you’ll watch for AGAINST THE WILD, AGAINST THE SKY, AGAINST THE TIDE, and future novels in my AGAINST series.
Till then, all best and happy reading, Kat
Here's a taste of the next book in the AGAINST series...
AGAINST THE WILD
(coming June 2014)
CHAPTER ONE
The low moaning of the wind awakened him. The old fishing lodge, constructed in the thirties, was built of hand-hewn logs, the chinking between them worn by time and weather, leaving spaces for the air to blow through. An eerie keening echoed inside the house, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Dylan’s spine.
Just the wind, he reminded himself. Nothing to do with stories of ghosts and hauntings. Just an inconvenience, nothing more.
Still, he had Emily to think of. Dylan Brodie swung his long legs to the side of the bed, shrugged into his heavy flannel robe, and padded barefoot down the hall toward his daughter’s bedroom.
The lodge he’d purchased earlier in the spring was big and sprawling, two stories high, with a separate family wing for the owner, another for the prestigious guests it had once hosted, back in its heyday in the thirties. The living room was big and open, exposing fourteen-inch logs in the ceiling. A massive river rock fireplace climbed one wall, a second, smaller version warmed the sitting room in the master suite.
Dylan had fallen in love with the place the moment he had seen it, perched on Eagle Bay like a guardian of the two hundred forested acres around it.
Old legends be damned. He didn’t believe in ghosts or any of the Indian myths he had heard. He’d waited years to find the perfect spot for his guided fishing and family vacation business, and this was the place.
The wind picked up as he moved down the hall, the air sliding over rough wood, whistling through the eves, the branches on the trees shifting eerily against the window panes. Dylan picked up his pace, worried the noise would frighten Emily, though so far his eight-year-old daughter seemed more at ease in the lodge than he was.
Frosted glass wall sconces dimly lit the passage as he walked along, original, not part of a remodel of the residential wing done a few years back, before the last owner moved out and left the area.
The four bedrooms and bathrooms upstairs on this side of the building weren’t fancy but they were livable while he worked on the rest of the lodge. The master suite had been updated, but it wasn’t the way he wanted it yet. Eventually, he would rebuild this section as well, bring it all up to the four-star standard he’d had in mind when he had purchased the property.
Dylan paused at the door to Emily’s room, quietly
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