Karen’s Killer Book Bench: HIS ICE STARR, An Agents of STARR #Military #Romance by Marlie Sable

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HIS ICE STARR
Agents of Starr: A Military Romance Series Book
BY MARLIE SABLE

BLURB

He saved her life. Now she’s the one threat he can’t eliminate.

Alex Caden is a liability—classified, compromised, and alive when she shouldn’t be.

Rescued from a black site by a Navy SEAL team who doesn’t know what she really is, she’s forced into close quarters with the one man who sees straight through her defenses.

Slade Lake’s job is simple: protect the asset. But Alex is no ordinary woman. She’s a walking enigma with secrets that could start wars—and curves that haunt his every waking thought.

They’re trapped together off-grid, hunted by enemies and betrayed by their own. The longer they run, the hotter the tension burns. But getting close to her is a mistake. Trusting her could cost him the mission. Loving her? That could destroy them both.

Because some women are too dangerous to save.
And some men fall anyway.

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HIS ICE STARR
Agents of Starr:
A Military Romance Series Book
BY MARLIE SABLE

Excerpt

Alex shifted her pack on her way down the stairs. Dodging the ice on the edges, she hummed Bach’s Third Symphony under her breath. Her boots crunched on ice with each hurried stride across the parking lot to the idling surplus Humvee.

The hairs on the back of her neck lifted. Heavy, insidious, the hatred that rolled over her sent shockwaves through her. Alex paused, and her breathing settled into a slow, easy rhythm.

Quick, assessing shifts of her eyes revealed nothing out of place in the parking lot. Cars sat beneath a blanket of snow. A rig sat running by the diner. Smoke curled upward from chimneys.

Her father’s stern lecture popped into her head. Your gut’ll tell you when something’s out of place, Alex. Pay attention to your instincts—could be the difference between getting home and bleeding out in some field. If I hadn’t listened to it, no tellin’ how many times I’d have been killed.

She reached beneath the heavy, blue parka to the holster she’d strapped on. Her fingers tightened around the butt of the SIG P226. Cold, textured steel glided beneath her flesh. Her thumb depressed the safety with a soft ping. She flexed her fingers, sliding her forefinger onto the trigger.

The sensation of eyes on her worsened. Layer by layer they seemed to delve deeper and deeper beneath her skin. “Dad, my gut’s telling me to run like crazy,” she whispered tightly.

With her empty hand she reached into her fatigue pocket and pulled out the spare truck key. She scanned the parking lot as she hurried toward the locked truck.

She eased the gun out, pressing it into the warmth of her thigh. Keeping one eye on the parking lot, she pressed the auto release for the lock. The soft click of the mechanism releasing coincided with the distinct sound of a rifle being fired. Agony lanced through the left side of her body as the bullet passed through to shatter the mirror mere feet away. Muscle memory pulled the trigger of her own weapon before it slid from her numb fingers to land beneath the running board of the truck.

Darkness swam, blanketing her vision. Warm, pulsing blood seeped through her clothes.

Her teeth chattered. Fire seared into her body. Cutting, slicing, shattering the muscle, the tendons. Her chest burned for oxygen. Metalic, acrid, the taste of blood settled on her tongue. A whimper of pain escaped as she moved, her hands scrambling in the ice. Get up, Alex!

Struggling to draw in a deep breath, Alex stared at the slow, purposeful steps that stopped before her. Who the hell wears patent leather in the Arctic in November? Twitching, the ground beneath her turning a brilliant shade of red, Alex let the darkness ease the pain in her body, welcoming the numbness and escape of unconsciousness.

About Author Marlie Sable…

“Where fierce hearts fight hardest—for love, for justice, for each other.”

Marlie Sable writes edge-of-your-seat romantic suspense where passion burns hot and danger always lingers close. Her heroines are bold, her heroes unforgettable, and her stories dive deep into the grit of trauma, trust, and redemption. Drawing on the pulse-pounding intensity of military missions and the raw vulnerability of hard-won love, Marlie crafts emotional journeys that linger long after the final page. When she’s not writing, she’s working on crafts, crocheting, or out in the garden.

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Links to Marlie’s websites, blogs, books, #ad, etc.:

Amazon: https://amzn.to/4mqra0F

Amazon Author Page:
https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0FBLJ7BY7

Author’s Links:
https://linktr.ee/marliesable

Happy Reading!

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Thanks, Marlie, for sharing your book with us!

Don’t miss the chance to read this book!

7 thoughts on “Karen’s Killer Book Bench: HIS ICE STARR, An Agents of STARR #Military #Romance by Marlie Sable”

  1. Well, heck!

    That’s no way to leave us , Marlie! 😉

    Thanks, Marlie, and thanks, Karen, for the showcasing.

  2. Welcome back to Karen’s Killer Book Bench, Marlie. I love this STARR series. Cannot wait to read this one. Thanks for sharing your book with us today!

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