‘An Act of Courage’ by KC Lynn will break your heart and give you hope at the same time

Title: An Act of Courage (Acts of Honor Series – Book 4)
Author: KC Lynn
Release Date: March 20, 2017
TBR Link: Goodreads
Purchase Links

ibooks: pending
B&N: Pending
Kobo: Pending

Synopsis

She’s the light from his past.


He’s the one her heart has always longed for. 
Trained by the best, Christopher Walker has fought hard for his country and even harder to forget the only girl he’s ever loved. He spent countless nights submerged in death and destruction only to find himself clinging to the memories of her when the darkness crept in. 
When her life is threatened, Christopher will stop at nothing to protect her. Even if it means having to confront his past.
Alissa Malone never thought she would find herself face-to-face again with the only boy she’s ever loved. But she soon realizes Christopher is not the same man he once was. 
His touch is still electrifying—his voice still earth shattering. But there’s a darkness about him that wasn’t there before. A pain he harbors so deep that she can feel it all the way to her soul. 
One fateful moment destroyed his very existence, and only one person will be able to make him realize that what he considers an act of dishonor was truly an act of courage.
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This is Book Four in the Acts Of Honor series, the spin-off series to Men Of Honor. It is not necessary to read all of the other books in the series. However, I do highly recommend that you at least read Resisting Temptation, the third book in the Men of Honor series, since this is where these Characters story began.

Review
Heartbreakingly beautiful.

That is it.

That is what this story is.

It tells the story of Christopher Walker who has been dealt a really crappy hand with a father who abused him and his sister and killed his mother. But was saved from that life from Faith and Cade.

But it was Alissa that saved him from himself. Until he goes to war and comes out a broken man.

Much like the other Men of Honor series, we see the transformation of Christopher as he goes from shy, 15 year old boy thinking he’s worthless to the alpha male man that is plagued by a decision that haunts him for his life.

This story is one of the darkest stories from KC Lynn (with Unlawful Justice still being the darkest for me) and she does it in a way that doesn’t have you give up hope. She showcases the struggle that soldiers have to deal with when coming home from war that you would have thought she fought in a war herself. I was completely immersed in this story that I forgot that it was just that. A story. I felt like I was living it, feeling the ache that Christopher has to deal with on a daily basis.

Now for the lighter side (or the side we all love) romance! Yes there are scorching scenes and if you follow her on Facebook you know a few of the scenes I’m talking about. I love the connection between Alissa and Christopher because I am one of those hopeless romantics that think love can help heal all wounds. 

In my eyes KC Lynn can write no wrong. It’s getting to the point that I wonder if she will even write a book I wouldn’t like. She has a whimsical way of writing that makes you relate to the characters but when it gets real, you feel that pain with you. It’s amazing writing and I can’t see what she has in store for us next.



Excerpt

One minute I’m drumming to a beat I could never play on my own then the next I’m flipped around to face him, his fingers digging into my hips possessively. I gasp, my breath racing as I stare back at him.
Something passes between us.
A decision.
A choice.
No more fighting this.
“Fuck complicated.” His earlier words fall past his lips then our mouths become one.
The connection slams into me, sending my heart reeling. Our tongues duel in a beautiful battle, the sound of our passion filling the air as our past ignites.
A growl erupts from him, vibrating against my lips. “You taste as good as I remember.”
I want to tell him the same thing but can’t. All I can think about is his mouth never leaving mine, not even for a second, or it might kill me.
At this moment, I’m not even sure how I survived so long without it—without him.
He slides the stool closer to the drum set before his hand moves between us and presses on my chest. I seize the opportunity to suck in air and let him guide me to my back, my shoulders resting against the musical cylinders.
His hands move to mine and it’s then I realize I still have the drumsticks gripped tightly in my fists. With a sexy smirk, he pries them both from me, throwing one on the floor but keeps hold of the other.
His dark eyes never sever from mine as he unbuttons the shirt I’m wearing, exposing me to his stare. The cool air whispers over my heated flesh, my nipples straining for his touch.
                “So fucking pretty.” The wild lust in his eyes triggers an intense desire in me.
                 I bite my lip to keep from moaning but all silent caution is thrown out the window the moment he takes the stick and brushes the tip of it over one aching bud.
                Another gasp parts my lips, a fiery whimper purging from me at the cool, hard feel. My back arches, the small touch igniting an inferno in my body.
                “Remember the things I used to do to your body, Alissa? How wet you would get when you’d hear me sing?” he murmurs, dragging the smooth wood down my tummy. “You’d beg me to take your ache away. Remember?”
                “Yes. Do you?” I ask. I’m dying to know. Has he thought of me as much as I have him?
                “Yeah, baby. There isn’t a moment of our time together that I’ve ever forgotten.”
                His admission has my throat burning and heart aching. Aching at the loss of him, of what we could have had.
                What we did have.
                “The good,” he whispers. “The bad.” He slips the stick in my panties. “And the fucking beautiful.”
                “Oh, god, Christopher.” His name spills past my lips on a cry of pleasure as he glides the stick through my wet flesh, slowly working it against my swollen clit.
                He plays my body like he plays every instrument. With skilled perfection and grace. Keeping his momentum, he leans down just enough to suck a hard nipple into his mouth. His teeth graze it with a pressure that borders on a beautiful pain and it’s enough to send me over the edge.
                Blissful cries rip from my throat as I’m swept up into an intense storm of pleasure.
                “Good girl, scream for me, Alissa. Let me have your pleasure because next it’s going to be my cock working this hot little pussy.”
Purchase Links

ibooks: pending
B&N: Pending
Kobo: Pending

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About the Author
K.C. Lynn is a small town girl living in Western Canada. She married her high school sweetheart and they have four amazing children: two lovely girls and a set of handsome twin boys. It was her love for romance books that gave K.C. the courage to sit down and write her own novel. When she is not in her writing cave, pounding out new characters and stories, she can be found living between the pages of a book, meeting new tattooed, hot alpha males with very big…Hearts.

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