Today is the day! The third book in the Hot Rides series is out. I’m so very excited about this book, the characters and their story. I hope you enjoy this one!
The Classic Rides crew takes on top secret at top speed—and chases the same thrills between the sheets . . .
For Gabriel, the FBI is just a painful memory. His new team of motorheads may work for the Feds undercover, but they’re nothing like the backstabbers and bureaucrats he left behind. Hunting drug dealers and smugglers in Miami gets him the adrenaline rush he wants and the justice he needs. All that’s missing is the seal on the badge—and Nikki, his sexy ex-partner.
Until she shows up at his garage, wearing short shorts and a look that spells trouble. Nikki has never forgotten the heartbreak Gabriel left her with last time. Even if she can’t have him, she still has to work with him. There’s a homegrown terrorist recruiting military vets to a cult of fear and deception, and they all have roots in Miami.
It will take Gabriel and all the Classic Rides crew to stop a catastrophe. But in close quarters with sparks flying, it’s only a matter of time before the old flame ignites . . .
Have you read Drive? Did you miss Shift?
Blazing Miami sun. Cool classic cars. Dangerous undercover assignment. In Sidney Bristol’s scorching new Hot Rides series, the cars are fast and the romance is furious…
Aiden DeHart has a history–and secrets. His classic car garage is a front for an FBI operation. His current mission: get some evidence from a drug dealer’s ex-wife, then get out. Madison Haughton sending his engine into overdrive isn’t part of the plan, though, especially considering she might not be as innocent as Aiden thought…
Since her divorce from her sleazeball ex, Madison has sworn off bad boys, gotten some sweet tattoos, and become a star of Miami’s roller derby scene. But however fast she skates, her ex is always on her tail. When the sexy guy in the muscle car offers to help, he could be her ticket to safety–or a detour down a deadly road…
Nothing shines like classic cars under the Miami heat. With engines revving hot and emotions running high, sparks are sure to fly . . .
Tori Chazov isn’t exactly the girl next door. For one, if the neighbors found out she’s an FBI asset and the daughter of a KGB defector, she’d have to grab her go bag and run. Then there’s her day job: making magic happen under the hood of big beautiful muscle cars. She’s more likely to be wearing engine grease than mascara, and most guys don’t fantasize about their mechanics.
But then most girls don’t fantasize about FBI tech geniuses, either, and Tori has it bad for Emery Martin. Emery has a past. She can see it in the way he keeps his body honed like a weapon, in the mysterious scars under his snap-button shirts. She can see it in the way his eyes follow her around the room, even though he never says a word.
He’s going to have to start talking now, though. A vicious Russian hit squad is on the way to Miami to take Tori out for good. And without Emery’s help, she might not make her last great escape . . .