Thunderbird (Hell Yeah! Book 13 - Equalizers) by Sable Hunter and Ryan O'Leary
Soulmates. Twin souls. Two people destined to be together. Their journey to love is never an easy one, but when they meet – their hearts beat only for one another.
Kyle Chancellor is a hero, an honest to God hero. After winning the Heisman, he turns down a lucrative career as a professional football player to fight in Afghanistan. Not many know he enlisted because his heart was broken. When his time is up, Kyle comes home to form the Equalizers with the members of former Seal Team 7, they band together to fight battles for those who cannot fight for themselves.
Hannah Montenegro is a woman who has sacrificed her life to help her family, never knowing the joys and freedom a young girl should enjoy. She lives in constant fear of being discovered in a country where she has no citizenship and no hope for the future.
But fate has a plan…the night Kyle comes back to Texas, they meet in a bar where he is drowning his sorrows and she is spreading her wings to learn how to fly. From the moment they touch, the heat between them is undeniable. But unfortunate circumstances separate them and neither dares dream they will see one another again.
Kyle is from a powerful Texas family. Because of his work with the Equalizers, his stance on stem-cell research and internet security, he is the only one surprised to find the people of the Lone Star state want him to run for Governor. Many get behind him, including the McCoys. But the one person he wants at his side eludes him.
Hannah is always on his mind. From the beginning their relationship is complicated, but when she comes back into his life, he grabs onto her with both hands. Politics, a sex tape, immigration issues and a baby complicates their pathway to happiness. But Kyle is the Thunderbird and Hannah is his soulmate in the truest sense of the word. Their journey to love is one you’ll never forget.
Sable writes saucy romances. She splits her time between Louisiana and Texas. Her goal as a writer is to make her readers laugh, cry and sweat - in a good way.
The world she creates in her books is one where right prevails, love conquers all and holding out for a hero is not an impossible dream.
Hell Yeah! Erotic & Sweeter Version
Series Reading Order
1. Cowboy Heat
2. Hot on Her Trail
3. Her Magic Touch
4. A Brown Eyed Handsome Man
6. Burning Love - Cajun Style
7. Forget Me Never - Cajun Style
8. I'll See You In My Dreams
9. Finding Dandi - Cajun Style
10. Skye Blue
11. I'll Remember You
12. True Love's Fire
13. Thunderbird - Equalizers
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Rarely will you find Ryan O'Leary in a state of rest; if he's not on the ice or kicking around a soccer ball, he's plotting his next story or out on the town with friends. His fun and flirty nature makes it possible for him to write the kind of romance that makes the reader both smile and tingle.All J's Closet Series of eBooks Nominated in Goodreads Indie Authors Everybody Should Read - April 1, 2013Follow Ryan on
Before he could answer or they could absorb the significance of their shared vision, the skies opened up above them and rain came pouring down. Kyle pulled Hannah’s hand over his arm and they raced back up the hill toward the house and stood on the front steps watching the rain wash down in sheets. A bolt of lightning split the sky and a thunderclap followed.
Kyle shook his head. "I suppose you're going to blame me for that, aren't you?" "Why'd you have to go and ruin a perfectly good day?"
Her admission of having the Thunderbird dream had floored him before and now he had no doubt, she was the ‘one’. This was absolute proof as far as he was concerned, and the information had Kyle’s mind racing. The significance overwhelmed him. He felt like he was face to face with his destiny and Kyle was compelled to fall on one knee and propose. But it was too soon…so they’d play instead.
"Ruin a perfectly good day? We’ll see about that. I’ll have you know any day you spend with me is a good day." Kyle said and lunged for her.
Hannah spun away and ran for the front door. She pulled it closed behind her, but Kyle yanked it open. "Where are you going, Newman?"
Hannah backed away from the door slowly, weighing her options. She didn't know the house at all. She looked left.
Kyle kicked his shoes off and stalked her. "Don't want to go in there."
She looked right.
"That'd be an even worse decision."
They were in the expansive ballroom where they’d danced the night before. Hannah could make a break for the kitchen, but then what? Kyle would almost certainly cut her off before she made it there to hide behind the massive island that dominated the room.
Kyle stopped and leaned against one of the big Greek style columns which framed the room. "Looks like you're trapped." He started to move slowly, circling the room, cutting off Hannah's escape to the kitchen. "Kitchen’s not an option anymore. Unless you think you can get by me."
"I have a couple times already."
Kyle smile. God, she was adorable. He began to circle again. "Because I let you." He was at the stairs now. "You could make a break for the washroom, but the handle’s broken. So you wouldn't be safe."
He circled more. "I could be. But what if I'm not?"
Hannah looked toward the front door.
"Don't want to go back out there, Newman. I made it rain, remember? I can make it rain more."
"Then I'll stay right where I am."
Kyle approached slowly.
Hannah was mesmerized. Her heart was pounding. She should run.
"Last chance, Newman," Kyle said when he was only a few feet from her.
So, this was what they called the thrill of the chase. Her whole body was revved up. Oh well, she’d just let him chase her until she caught him. Ha!
With a lilting giggle, Hannah broke to her left, the kitchen her only option. Kyle closed the gap with one big stride and pinched her rear. Hannah jumped and yelped before changing her direction. She headed for the steps. The slick mud on the bottom of her boots caused a loss of traction and Kyle snatched her before she fell forward.
He spun her around and into his arms. "Look what I caught."
Hannah pushed him away and ran for the stairs again. She stumbled on the first step, but gained her balance with the railing and dashed up the steps.
"I'm gonna get you," Kyle said from behind her, making a grab for her ass.
He managed to get a handful, but Hannah scampered away. She was four steps from the landing when he appeared at her side and stuck his hand in front of her. She had nowhere to go. Kyle stepped close and backed her into the wall. He looked down at her, neither of them saying a word.
Hannah's foot slipped nervously off the edge of the step and she regained her footing. The only sound in the house was Hannah's breathing. She inhaled sharply, her heart beating a thousand miles a minute.
Kyle placed a hand on her arm. "We can't have you wearing these wet clothes, can we?"
Hannah looked up at him. She gnawed on her bottom lip and shook her head ever so slightly.
"Boots," Kyle said.
Hannah lifted her leg and he helped her out of them.
Hannah shook her head like a petulant child.
Kyle pulled his sweater up over his head. "I'll take them off of you if you don't do it yourself."
The idea sent a charge of electricity to Hannah's nipples. She shook her head no again.
Kyle reached both hands around her back. Hannah was glued to the wall, hands at her sides. He lifted her sweater up and pulled her tights down roughly, almost taking Hannah off her feet. He kissed her calf as she stepped out of her wet tights and kissed her bare thigh on the way up.
"Shirt," Hannah muttered.
She wanted to be forceful, but his presence had stolen her breath. "Shirt," she muttered again.
"One more time?"
She was already on unsteady knees. "Take your shirt off."
She wanted to rip it off of him herself, but much like her mouth, her arms didn’t seem to work. Kyle pulled his shirt up over his head. It was soaked and clung to him as he went. Hannah stared at the ridges of his six-pack as he struggled. The desire to reach out and feel him tore at her. Her hand was halfway to feeling his rippling abs when Kyle finally freed himself from the wet shirt.
Hannah didn't respond.
Kyle undid his belt and pulled it out of the loops. "Last chance." He leaned into her ear and whispered, "Don't make me take it off for you."