Red
Dirt Road
Saving
Angels Series
Book 2
Annie Rose Welch
Genre: Romance
About the Book:
The Saving Angels Series
continues…
A new cast is introduced, while journeys already
taken start to merge with the present, leading you down the old Red Dirt Road.
Death has always seemed just one step behind
Layla Hill, taking almost everyone she’s ever loved. After she loses the love
of her life, Layla vows to never love again—how could she, when she’s a death
magnet?
Trying to outrun fate traveling with her uncle
Willie and his band, Layla meets Michael Roberts, a beautiful Irish boxer as
gentle on the piano as he is brutal in the ring. He proves as relentless in
life, fighting for a place in her world even as she pushes him away, trying to
protect him from her killer tendencies.
But neither foresees the sinister presence
waiting for Layla at the end of the Red Dirt Road.
Excerpt
I walked to the back of the stage and
moved the curtains. MoJoe was there waiting for me and handed me the sheet
music. And entering the stage from the dim light of the bar was the mate who
had come to accompany me on the piano. I stood, dazed for a moment, staring at
him.
He wore a black fedora hat with his
deep-brown, almost black hair sticking out from its edges. His scruffy facial
hair thinly framed his face with deep-red whiskers. He wore a
loose-fitting, black-and-white flannel shirt with worn-down jeans. I could
tell from the outline of his shirt that his muscles were well filled out.
He wasn’t large, but he wasn’t lanky, either. And the closer he moved
toward me, the better I could make out the features of his face.
His eyes, bright blue, the color of
the ocean, were large and expressive, and they seemed a little worn down, like
maybe he had seen a million battles and was keeping them locked somewhere deep
inside. His nose was straight but wide. His face was perfectly designed, cut to
pure perfection, like I imagined the rest of him to be, his strong cheekbones
shadowing and increasing the intense curve of his jawline.
And there was something else—I
strained to see, even though he was moving closer—a long, thin scar
stretched across his face. But even so, he was beautiful. There
was no other way of putting it. And that might even have been putting it
lightly. He had the face of an angel with a renegade’s body.
Something inside of me started to
burn.
Lotus
Blossom Lane
Saving
Angels Series
Book 3
Annie
Rose Welch
Genre: Romance
About the Book:
Life after Yuma was blissful for Layla
and Michael. After the turmoil of the
old Red Dirt Road, their journey seemed to be moving them in the right direction,
leading them to Ireland, Michael’s birthplace, where history runs deep and
secrets run even deeper. As the road to
happily-ever-after leads them down Lotus Blossom Lane, years of entombed
history starts to emerge, changing the course of their lives forever. And the person waiting for them at the end of
Lotus Blossom Lane, one of the biggest starts in the world, will bring them to
the Crossroads of the Saving Angels Series.
Excerpt
“Can you believe this?”
I closed my eyes, and the tiny specks felt like confetti falling delicately on
my face.
He turned my face toward his. “Look into my
eyes, Mrs. Roberts,” he whispered. “There’s nothing on this earth more gorgeous
than you, in this moment. I refuse to take my eyes away from you.” He continued
to search my eyes, just as if he was seeing me for the first time. “From this
moment on, you’ll never be alone. Never, for as long as we fly together, will I
ever let you fall.” He rested his forehead against mine.
“I love you,” I breathed onto his lips as the snow
continued to fall around us, turning the earth bright white in the pitch-black
darkness.
About the Author:
When she's not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. She currently (still) resides in the big shake (although her southern roots are calling her home) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent).
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