Published by Self-published Genres: Romance
Amazon US: https://amzn.com/B01FW093IMAmazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01FW093IMAmazon CA: http://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01FW093IM
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review for Stephanie’s Book Reports.
**Carla’s Four Star Review**
The Officer’s Promise is the first book in the Brothers in Blue series. The series is about six brothers who all work in law enforcement. While we are introduced to all of the Cunningham brothers in this first book, the main focus is on Ryker Cunningham.
Ryker is a member of the NYPD. He comes from a long line of me who “serve to protect”. I guess you could say that his blood runs blue. He is a strong alpha male with one weakness-MaryAnn Glover. MaryAnn has been through hell in her short life. She knows what it is like to suffer loss and pain. When Ryker comes back into his MaryAnn’s life, he vows to do everything within his power to not only protect her but to give her the strength to overcome her past and embrace the future.
Overall, I enjoyed this story, but it is really short, and, at times, it felt rushed to me.
Renee’s Review:
I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review for Stephanie’s Book Reports.
The Officers Promise is the first book in K Langston’s new series The Brother’s In Blue. A series about six brothers all in different law enforcement agencies.
Ryker Cunningham is a police officer for the NYPD. He comes from a long line of police officers and he loves what he does He is single and pretty much married to his job. But his attraction to a lady that comes into the deli he and his partner frequent is strong. He’s surprised to see its Mary Ann Glover. She’s the girl he fell in love with as a teen and made promises too. Promises he’s going to keep no matter what.
The Officers Promise is a novella. A novella in which you meet the whole cast of characters for the series but focuses on Ryker and Mary Ann. There is a lot to their story thin into such a short book so it keeps you in your toes. It’s a good story but it felt rushed to me in the end. So much happens In the last chapter and then it’s over.
K Langston has tackled a tough subject in The Officers Promise and has done a good job with it.
She didn’t come in the following week.
Or the next.
I found myself constantly worried about her. It was driving me crazy, and I needed to know she was okay. Today was my day off, but I went to the West Side Deli for lunch anyway. I’d been here every single day since, hoping like hell she’d show up.
I’d almost given up for the day, after sitting here for the last four hours, when she finally walked in. Rain pelted the sidewalk outside but she was wearing those damn sunglasses again.
Anger simmered in my blood as I slid from the booth, halting her before she could even place her order.
She kept her chin tucked to her chest, eyes trained on the floor as she tried to sidestep me.
“Whoa, MaryAnn, are you all right?”
Her gaze lifted to mine, and I could see the dark shadow beneath the tinted shades. “I’m fine.”
“Are you? Because you don’t look fine. Come sit with me for a minute. Let’s talk.”
“I can’t, I’m in a hurry.”
“Listen, I just want to be your friend. Remember when we were friends and we could talk and trust each other?”
Her lip trembled. “Please, I just need to get my order and get home. If I’m gone too long he’ll—”
She snapped her mouth closed, realizing her mistake.
“He’ll what?”
“Nothing, never mind.” She shoved me aside and made her way to the counter to place her order. Once she had her cup in hand, I met her over by the fountain.
“Listen, I appreciate your concern, but like I told you before, I’m fine,” she tossed out, refusing to look in my direction.
She continued to shift her face away from me, and I was growing more and more irritated by the second. “I don’t believe you.”
“Excuse me?”
“I said I don’t believe you. I think you’re far from fine. I think you’re in danger and need help.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I’m not stupid, MaryAnn. I’m a fucking cop for Christ’s sake.”
She recoiled, and I instantly regretted the anger in my tone. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Then why are you wearing sunglasses when it’s raining outside?”
“My contacts were giving me problems this morning and—”
I reached up, gently pulling them down her nose, revealing her eyes, the right one damn near swollen shut.
“Jesus,” I gritted. She quickly shoved them back in place, spinning away from me. “Who did that to you?”
“No one.”
“MaryAnn—”
“God, why are you doing this? Why can’t you mind your own business and leave me the hell alone?”
I stepped in front of her, gently cupping her elbow. “I just want to help you.”
“I don’t need your help.”
“Your husband did that, didn’t he? And the bruise I saw a couple of weeks ago, he did that, too.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Then call me a liar.”
Silence hung heavy between us.
“Why stay? Why not leave him?” I asked, desperate to know why someone as strong and beautiful as her would put up with a piece of shit like that.
“Because I’m more afraid to leave than stay.”
“Ticket number 298!”
She jerked from my grasp, snatched her order off the counter, and stormed out without a second glance.
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