Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Shelter Me - Book 1
Release Date: JULY 17, 2018
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design by: Tattered Quill Designs


Everyone needs a little sanctuary…

Isla knew her life wasn’t perfect. Planning to escape her controlling boyfriend, her getaway hits a snag when a pair of pink lines show up on a pregnancy test. Her exit goes from want to necessity.

Levi just needs an accountant. Someone smart, dependable, and someone who won’t blow town and leave him in the lurch. When a pretty but battered woman falls into his arms, he can’t help but offer her the job.

When an unexpected death rocks this small Colorado town, Isla can’t help but wonder if her past somehow followed her to the one place she’s felt like home.

Some sanctuaries aren’t as safe as they appear.


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Her lips parted as if she was going to answer me before slamming closed. When she spoke again, though, it wasn’t to answer my question at all.
“Your bookkeeper? So you’re Levi Grady? The man Constance at the diner told me to talk to about a job. Of course, I punched you in the chest. Awesome,” she muttered more to herself than to me. “So, I’m going to go and pretend this whole day didn’t happen. Maybe hole up in a hotel room until the true breadth of my stupidity isn’t plastered all over my face for the whole world to see. Good to meet you, Mr. Grady. Sorry again for the trouble.”
She did a quick U-turn, and the dark chocolate of her hair swinging with her, fanning out to smack me in the face. She didn’t wear perfume – a blessing and a curse – but the fragrance of her shampoo mixed with her natural scent made me want to trail after her like a lost puppy. She was adorably awkward and more than a little funny.
I resisted the urge to grab her arm, knowing full well she was a wounded animal in the most basic of senses. She needed help, maybe some understanding, and I just couldn’t let her go without saying something.
“The job’s still open, you know,” I called to her back, “If you’d be willing to walk to the diner with me for some coffee, I’d be glad to talk requirements and pay. Discuss your qualifications. At this point, I’d just be happy with someone who could properly add and subtract.”
She looked over her shoulder sizing me up again. Something on my face must have convinced her because I got a terse nod and she waited while I caught up, sliding her shades down to cover her eyes.
“What’s your name? You know mine, but I didn’t get yours.”
“Isla. My name is Isla.”
It was pretty, fitting for a woman like her. She couldn’t be older than twenty-five.
“You got a last name, Isla?”
“Yeah, it’s Young,” she replied as she flitted her eyes to mine and then bit into her full bottom lip. Even behind her aviators, I knew she was lying.
“That isn’t your real last name is it?” I murmured, calling her out before I got too deep in whatever the hell this was.
“No, but it’ll be on the ID I give you, and it’ll clear the national databases, so it’s the only one you’re gonna get. Is that a problem?”

About the Author:
Annie Anderson is a military wife and United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and abroad. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, an old man of a dog, and a young pup that makes life… interesting.
In her past lives, Annie has been a lifeguard, retail manager, dental lab technician, accountant, and now she writes fast-paced romantic thrillers with some serious heat.

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