Wednesday, January 27, 2016

**EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY** By Break of Day by M.L. Buchman

By Break of Day

Author: M.L. Buchman

Series: The Night Stalkers, #7

Pubdate: February 2, 2016

ISBN: 9781492621560

NAME: Kara Moretti

RANK: Captain of the Army’s stealthiest remote piloted aircraft (Don’t call it a drone)

MISSION: To be the eyes of the team

NAME: Justin “The Cowboy” Roberts

RANK: Captain of the Army’s most powerful helicopter

MISSION: To redeem the past, at any cost

They Put Life, Limb, and Heart on the Line

Two new captains join The Night Stalkers with two different strategies in life, love, and combat. When Brooklyn-raised Kara joins the crew, she knows one thing as an absolute truth: to stay safe, keep everything and everyone at a distance. Born in Texas, Justin knows only one honorable way to make up for losing his first crew to a suicide bomber: he flies with all his heart. When Kara and Justin collide on a top secret mission deep in the Israeli desert, then the battle truly begins.

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A Note from M.L. Buchman: First kisses are so much fun…especially when they lead to second kisses. Captain Justin Roberts of Amarillo, Texas stole his first kiss from Captain Kara Moretti on the flight deck of the USS Peleliu, despite the dangers of kissing an Army officer unexpectedly, especially one from Brooklyn. Kara’s problem is…that she doesn’t seem to have a problem with it.


“That will never do.”

“What won’t?” He still leaned back against the communication structure’s gray steel, looking ever so much like he was a cowboy leaning up against a fence post in the middle of some Texas prairie rather than wearing a sand-colored T-shirt, Universal Camo ACU trousers, and tan Army boots.

“You kissing me and me not…” She trailed off because it sounded stupid to say it after not doing it.

“…slapping me so hard that I see stars for a week.”

“Yeah, that.” She couldn’t help but smile. He read her far too easily.

“Don’t be doing that!” Justin’s voice was suddenly sharp.

“What, slapping you?”

“Well, I appreciate you not giving me what I deserved. But stop that smiling thing you’re doing. It’s what has gone and got me in trouble in the first place.” Kara bit her lower lip and tried to look somewhere else to hide her smile. Behind her lay nothing but the calm Mediterranean; Turkey was out of sight over the horizon.

Fore and aft offered no view, just the narrow service walkway. Upward ranged several stories of communications structure, then a couple stories more of radio masts and radar.

Straight ahead. Justin Roberts.

He was far too handsome for his own good, or for hers.

And he was proving himself eight kinds of a gentleman. Except for the kissing part, and even that, he had apologized beforehand, which was about the most backward thing on the planet.

She studied those sky-blue eyes. Masked from the morning light by his hat brim, they watched her closely.

“You’re still doing it, Moretti,” he warned her in a deep voice.

“Smiling at you?”

“Yep! Not fair to do that to a man who’s just hopin’ to live through the next few minutes.”

“You know, my papa always said I’ve got a naturally sunny disposition.”

At that Justin laughed in her face. “You’ve got a naturally dangerous disposition.”

“Then why did you kiss me?”

At that his face quieted. After a long moment, his lips shifted into a lazy, self-contented smile. It looked damn good on him.

“Must say, I did it because I wanted to. Have for some time.”

If Kara was being honest, she’d have to admit that while she hadn’t felt that way, the chance to kiss him again registered pretty high on her to-do list.

Kara didn’t like lists much; tended to attack them until everything was crossed off so she could throw the damn thing out rather than having it sitting on the corner of her desk scowling at her all the time.

She pushed off the rail and took a slow step toward him across the narrow steel walkway.

“You’re still smiling,” he noted.

“I seem to be.” Without touching him, just the slightest breath of air separating their chests, she tipped her head back to look up at him.

Still he didn’t lean down to kiss her, his eyebrows pulled together in fierce concentration as he looked at her.

Sometimes men were so dense. She slid a single finger up along his jaw, could feel the roughness that said he hadn’t shaved since waking, and hooked him down to her with the slightest of pressures.

His second kiss was as gentle as the first one. Slow, testing, luscious. Justin might look like some macho, gorgeous Army jerk, but his kiss was a caress that teased her into leaning closer, wanting more, until she’d have tumbled into his arms if his hands weren’t braced on her shoulders.

When she moved to deepen the kiss, he eased her back. She could feel a heat soaring to her cheeks that she was glad her darker complexion would mostly hide. He wanted to kiss her, but he was stopping, which meant that she was just as awkward as—

“Whoa, girl.” Justin let out a breath. “Just whoa. You could kill a man with a kiss like that.”


“Don’t sound so darned pleased with the idea. Especially not when I’m the man.”

About the author

M. L. Buchman has over 35 novels and an ever-expanding flock of short stories in print. His military romantic suspense books have been named Barnes & Noble and NPR “Top 5 of the year,” Booklist “Top 10 of the Year,” and RT “Top 10 Romantic Suspense of the Year.” In addition to romantic suspense, he also writes contemporaries, thrillers, and fantasy and science fiction.

In among his career as a corporate project manager he has: rebuilt and single-handed a fifty-foot sailboat, both flown and jumped out of airplanes, designed and built two houses, and bicycled solo around the world.

He is now a full-time writer, living on the Oregon Coast with his beloved wife. He is constantly amazed at what you can do with a degree in Geophysics. You may keep up with his writing at


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