The Hit Mom by K. Marie
ABOUT THE BOOK
The instructions were simple. Transport the package and deliver it on time.
That didn’t happen.
Because of that, Harmony Saxton almost died. Yet, she stared death in the face that day and was miraculously spared.
Now, four years later, she questioned whether she’d truly been spared at all. Because when the devil gave the order that day, staying her life, he also sealed her fate. Harmony was indebted to a monster—trapped in a dangerous world of politics and death, paying the ultimate price for loving the wrong man.
But hadn’t she paid enough for someone else’s sins? Was she meant to be punished for life?
Harmony would rather be dead. Except, she had one very good reason to live, and that was for her son, Teddy.
So then, how would it ultimately end? Did she dare to do the unthinkable to attain her freedom?
Harmony knew there was only one way to ensure her survival. The only question was, would she be able to look the devil in the eye when the time came…or would she shoot him in the back?
Who can resist a badass heroine and a dangerously lethal hero? Certainly not me. Harmony and Kiril are explosive and absolutely made for each other.
Harmony survives for her son, Teddy. She vowed to be a better mom than her alcoholic gambling sellout of a mother. But Harmony is a mother under duress. A mother indebted to an assassin who killed her son’s deadbeat father. A mother who has been trained to kill. She hates Kiril, the Bulgarian Devil. It’s been four long years and she’s tired of his rules, so she pushes him too far.
Kiril is at the end of his rope. What to do about Harmony? She’s more work than he bargained for. He would eliminate anyone else who showed him such insolence and stubbornness. And now she is in danger because of the plan he set in motion. Can he save her before it’s too late?
Harmony’s impertinence and sassiness to Kiril’s formidable and dangerous demeanor is an explosion just waiting to happen and boy is it worth waiting for. The story is brilliant going from Harmony’s day in the life as a mother of a very smart four-year-old and the swear jar to her next job to get close to an impending target. Watching Harmony slowly breakdown Kiril’s defenses by her brazenness and no-nonsense propositions is funny and hot at the same time. He doesn’t give her the code name of Hellion for nothing.
The interesting supporting characters include Harmony’s close friend, Amanda who’s intrigued by Harmony’s situation, and Harmony’s unpleasant and manipulative mother. In addition, the reader is introduced to Kiril’s partners, code-named King, Saint, and Wolf of whom I hope to read about in a possible series.
Overall, I was engrossed in this unique and fast-paced romance filled with lots of intrigue, action and adventure, striking characters, and a brilliant plot with a few surprises in store. If you love romantic suspense with enemies to lovers, give this book a try.
Thank you to Ms. Marie for giving me the opportunity to read this book with no expectation of a positive review.
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It was unseasonably warm for late October in southern California, but today seemed a day like any other. The sun shone brightly in the east, while a breeze feathered gently across my skin, carrying with it the earthy perfume of fall.
In the distance, street traffic hummed along at a steady pace, while the occasional tinkle of laughter, or the wail of a cry, pierced the relative quiet around me. But my eyes stayed trained on the figure up ahead.
I moved along the energetic walking path of Edgewater Park carrying a large tote in one hand and clutching a child-sized palm in the other. To the casual observer, I was just one of the crew; another overworked and under-appreciated mom who sought a couple of hours outside the systematic prison that we called home.
Others might’ve judged me as the world’s worst mother, but not those who greeted me with warm, welcoming smiles as I strolled casually by. Here, I belonged. I fit right in with my black well-worn yoga pants, athletic jacket, and three-year-old Nikes.
I was an empathetic creature who gets it. I too, rose each morning to daily complaints from sullen children who lamented the necessity of attending school. I was also a slave to endless loads of laundry, meal preparations, cleaning up after others, and the dreaded car-pool. It felt nice to fit in somewhere—to be an accepted member of a clan I’d secretly termed ‘The League of Martyrs’.
But today, unbeknownst to them, I was probably their worst nightmare.
Yes, it seemed a day like any other. Except for me, it served as yet another test, as well as a grotesque reminder of the high price I’ve had to pay for my very life.
“Can I do it now, mommy?” asked Teddy, impatient to let loose with his new toy. It was a high-tech drone that was far too expensive to have been gifted to a child.
“Just a little further, sweetheart, I promise,” I told the toddler, keeping my eyes on the target.
My son predictably groaned his disapproval.
Up ahead, the man I had been tracking finally slowed to a stop in front of a well-worn park bench. After removing an old hankie from his pants pocket, he wiped the space clean before taking a seat. It was a routine, and the same one I’d seen him perform the past two days.
Every day at precisely noon, Henry L. Weiss; an unethical local politician, took his lunch break in the park located almost two blocks from his office. I looked on as he opened the crinkled brown paper bag that he always carried and pulled out a sandwich of unknown composition.
“Okay Teddy, we can do it here,” I told my son, pointing to a patch of grass about fifteen feet away.
“Yay!” he cheered loudly, running ahead of me.
To the casual observer, we were just a harmless mother and son out enjoying a beautiful day in the park. When in truth, I was likely the most dangerous thing out here.
Because today’s outing served two purposes, an opportunity for Teddy to try out his new toy, as well as the completion of a job for me. Yes, I brought my son to work with me. Don’t judge—you have no idea the shit I’ve been through.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
K. Marie first fell in love with books when a good friend bequeathed her with her very first Harlequin Romance novel. Reading has always been her escape, but writing is her passion. So, it was only natural that she would one day write her own steamy tales of sex, lies, love, and redemption.
In her novels, you’ll find gripping stories that are rife with hunky heroes, feisty heroines, an unexpected plot twist, and a little bit of gangster. K. Marie is a self-professed feminist who believes in unabashedly indulging the female fantasy. However, she doesn’t guarantee you’ll always get a happily ever after. Okay, or maybe you will!
K. Marie is a Michigan native. Some of her favorites are coffee, wine, fashion and music. When not writing, she’s hard at work creating beautiful graphics and publications for clients, taking on DIY home projects, spending time with her family, and planning her next vacation.