An avalanche disrupts a heli-skiing trip. Is Sabine’s only hope for survival a man as brutal as the storm that nearly killed her?
The life of Roark Thibault has been ruled by violence. As the enforcer for an NHL hockey team, he’s a master at his craft, laying waste to anyone who crosses his path with a viciousness that has earned him both fear and respect. But a career-ending knee injury has made him question everything. Choosing solitude, he resides in a remote cabin set deep in the Alaskan wilderness. While hunting, he runs across a gorgeous, unconscious, half-frozen skier.
Sabine Borgia is terrified of her imposing savior. At first. She soon discovers that behind the gruff exterior is a complex man scarred by love and life. Will this puzzling beauty be the one to finally melt the heart of this fiercely private warrior?
Sabine Borgia has adventure in her blood. With a close circle of friends, she seeks the rush that only conquering a mountain covered in fresh snow can provide.
So when a heli-skiing trip to Alaska takes a turn toward disaster, she finds herself to be the only one able to go for help. But elements prove far from forgiving to a lone girl searching for salvation.
She’s rescued by a mysterious man who guards his privacy as fiercely as he guards his heart. But Sabine knows that there’s something about the way that this towering man looks at her that threatens to unleash a long dormant passion that when awakened could literally consume them both.
He cuts me off with a lone finger pressed against the center of my lips. His sexy tone is direct and demanding. “Hush. I’ll take this as my payment, Sabine.”
Roark Thibault can’t believe that he found a small girl curled up on the ground in the middle of one of the worst snowstorms on record. He brings her into his isolated cabin and breathes life back into her tiny form.
This fiery little woman instantly works her way under his skin and breaks down all of his defenses. In a few short days, they share so much more than just a handful of wickedly hot encounters.
So when the snow stops falling and world creeps in, how do you ever say goodbye to the other half of your soul?
“Never seen anything as beautiful as you in my whole life. God, I love how stare at me.”
Latitude 59 is a game changer for Christine Edwards! Known for her seriously sexy and dominant Alphas, she has surprisingly crafted Roark Thibault with just the perfect amount of gentle sweetness.
She then infused every word with a kind of poignant longing and her signature brand of blazing desire to make this book burn hotter than the Midnight sun.
It’s definitely Christine at her satisfying, soul scorching best…
About The Author -
Erotic romance author Christine Edwards grew up in the deep south on Hilton Head Island. At an early age she developed a passion for the arts that led her to earn a bachelor's degree in Art History from the College of Charleston. For several years she was the director of a contemporary art gallery in Charleston's historic french quarter district.
She continues to publish stories that immerse readers in exotic and realistic geographic settings amid interesting subcultures of adult life. Within the vein of BDSM romance, her main focus is on loving, multi-faceted relationships involving intense alpha males and strong-willed, passionate heroines.
An avid skier, she will take on just about anything that is vertical. Christine resides in the deep south.
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