Fine Line (Steele Security Crossing Lines Book 1)
From USA Today bestseller A.D. Justice comes a sexy and suspenseful new standalone romance novel. The CROSSING LINES series is a spinoff of the USA Today bestselling series STEELE SECURITY. Each book in this new series can be read as a complete standalone.
What readers are saying about FINE LINE:
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"What a great story! I devoured it!! The scenario was awesome, the characters were so "real", the love scenes were hot and sweet! There are twists and turns, humor, and "justice" :) A wonderful beginning of a new series, I look forward to reading the rest!" -Amazon Reviewer
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"OMGGGGGGG it was phenomenal! This story was everything I thought it would be and so much more." -Amazon Reviewer ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "5 Fine Line Stars!! I was pulled in from page one and couldn't put it down until I finished!"
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"This story is amazing. It has just the right amount of angst and suspense. You can just feel their chemistry rolling off the pages." -Alphas Do It Better Book Blog
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"This book was everything I hope for in a romantic suspense book: great writing, realistic characters and relationships, intrigue, and passion." -Amazon Reviewer
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"A.D. Justice has done it again! Somehow she manages to give you the most amazing love story wrapped up with a no holds barred suspense thriller that will have you on the edge of your seat from the very beginning." -Amazon Reviewer
I only wanted a cup of coffee. Alone.
It was a simple request, right? Just stroll into the coffee shop on the corner, grab my usual cup of liquid nitrogen, and walk back out. All while minding my own business.
But I had to walk in at that exact moment. Not ten minutes earlier. Not ten minutes later. Precisely when Savannah Fields needed someone to help her. When no one except me had the courage to stand up for her.
After the incident, she looked at me like I was her hero. But I'm no hero. I don't even know who or what I am anymore. Who is Nick Tucker? A DEA agent? A criminal? Both? Neither? The lines I crossed while undercover blurred my staunch sense of morality.
Then the auburn-haired beauty showed up at my apartment, begging for my help. I couldn't turn her away.
The more I lost myself in her, the more I found myself again. Or so I thought.
Even a broken clock gets to be right twice a day.
There's a fine line between right and wrong, love and hate, heaven and hell.