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Trust me,
baby...
No doubt about it: Cody
Carlyle is the hottest bounty hunter around
with a well-deserved reputation for bringing
in the toughest skips. If she’s learned one
motto in this business—and in life—it’s
this: never turn your back. Never give an
inch. And never, ever offer your heart.
Fellow bounty hunter Josh Pierce has had his
eye on Cody’s every luscious curve for quite
some time. The hunky ex-undercover cop would
love to show her that some things are worth
believing in, things like the kind of
ecstasy he’d happily show her in bed. Hey,
fighting this kind of white-hot attraction
is just wrong. So why not give in to a
little Josh Pierce temptation? Why not share
one amazing, toe-curling night of
indescribable, head-scrambling passion and
then walk away, no hard feelings? But the
night they spend together is beyond amazing.
It’s sheer bliss. Not that it could ever
happen again. Could it?
What was supposed to be a one-time deal is
quickly becoming a very tempting habit—one
they could stop at any time, of course. Like
after the next time. Or maybe next week—no
rush. Suddenly, two bounty hunters who never
believed in anything are open to everything,
scared of it all, and ready to discover what
happens when you go after the biggest catch
out there…true love… |

ISBN:0-7582-1171-6
Released June 2006
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Cody Carlyle knew there were just
some days when she wished she’d stayed in bed. She had a
gut feeling today was going to be one of them.
She cautiously moved forward, hugging the alley wall,
weaving between the large, dirty brown dumpsters. The
cold seeped into her skin like a damp blanket thrown on
top of her.
Staying in bed would’ve been nice. A second cup of
coffee, maybe read the paper. Instead, she’d tugged on
ratty, knee torn jeans, a second chance vest, faded
black t-shirt and steel-toed boots. She’d slipped her
gun inside the holster of her leather halter, tied back
her dark hair, and pulled on a light jacket, effectively
concealing her weapon. Her uniform of the day was
complete.
She blended well with the riff-raff on Ft. Worth’s
seedier side.
A hell of a way to spend one’s life.
Okay, so maybe it wasn’t all bad. On most days, she
liked being a bounty hunter. There was nothing better
than the adrenaline rush when she nailed a skip and
brought him to justice, and picking up fat checks from
desperate bail bondsmen didn’t hurt, either.
They figured paying out part of the money was better
than losing it all. That’s why they called her or
another bounty hunter to drag the skip back into
custody...by whatever means available as long as the
culprit was still kicking.
That’s where the problem lay.
The law frowned on dead or alive and had removed the
dead part. It made her job a little harder.
And today she had a bad feeling. Sometimes all she had
to go on was what her gut told her. She’d learned in the
past to listen.
Except maybe today.
She’d gotten a tip the skip was in the area and she
wasn’t about to let him slip through her fingers.
Leonard Morgan, a mean son-of-a-bitch. He’d jumped
bail...twenty-five hundred dollars at stake. Not a lot
by the time she got her ten percent considering what
she’d had to go through, but the bastard liked to hit
women. He’d broken his wife’s jaw during their last
fight. She really hated men who resorted to their fists,
especially on a woman.
She’d been hunting Leonard for a week now. Into sleazy
bars, flea-ridden motels—anywhere the dregs of society
slithered off to. So far, all her leads had fizzled out,
and none of his relatives were talking.
Probably scared.
Then she’d gotten this tip.
She straightened her spine and narrowed her eyes, moving
farther into the alley with its myriad of twists and
turns, the concrete and brick walls a musty tomb that
seemed to press against her. A cold shiver whipped down
her spine sending goose bumps over her arms.
God, she had to quit watching late night television.
Pure escapism, that’s all it was. There was nothing even
remotely real about what she watched. Last night had
been The Vampire From Hell. The vampire was a
good-looking sucker, though.
She inwardly chuckled at her pun—until a rat as big as
an overweight Chihuahua ran in front of her. For a
moment, she couldn’t move. Her gaze fixed on the
creature as it stopped, glared at her with its beady
little eyes, then scurried behind one of the dumpsters.
Yuck! She hugged her middle. Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!
She hated rats. Hated them worse than anything. They
were right up there with roaches on her list of things
to avoid. She couldn’t stand them. What she wouldn’t
give for her own apartment and a hot shower right now.
Maybe she should’ve kept to the streets, but then, she
didn’t want to attract attention. Besides, if you were
looking for a maggot sometimes you had to wallow in the
garbage.
Just so long as the rats kept their distance!
“Hasn’t anyone ever told you it’s dangerous to walk the
alleys at night?” A gruff voice spoke from behind her.
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"Hell on Wheels just might be Karen Kelley’s best
book yet! One of the many great things about Karen
Kelley is that her writing is so funny; readers can’t
help but laugh out loud." -- Jaymi,
Fallen Angel Reviews. 5 Angels Recommended Read.
"I really loved this book.! The author tells a
wonderful story of two damaged people who find each
other, but with suspense and humor, not to mention a lot
of hot love scenes. This is a great story." --
Maura,
Coffee Time Romance. 4 Cups.
"I liked HELL ON WHEELS. It was a reading escape. It
was fun! I liked how Karen Kelley wrote her love couple
as a complete team… a writing masterstroke for Karen
Kelley." -- MaryGrace Meloche,
Romance Designs.
"You'll read anxiously to see what happens next and
laugh out loud at some of the completely unexpected
things that happen. As with every Karen Kelly book I've
read, this is a well written story with kick-butt
characters. I can't wait to see what she comes up with
next." -- Chrissy Dionne,
Romance Junkies. 4.5 Ribbons.
"…this novel is spotted with bright moments of comic
genius." -- Jennifer Madsen,
Romantic Times.
"HELL ON WHEELS showcases Karen Kelley’s superb
writing skills which grow stronger with each new
release. This review comes with a high recommendation;
it definitely belongs, and will remain, on my keeper
shelf." -- Laurie,
Romance Junkies. 5 Blue Ribbons.
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