NEW RELEASE: High Alert by Becca Seymour (Excerpt & Giveaway)

HIGH ALERT by Becca Seymour – NOW LIVE!

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Small-Town Australia | Friends to Lovers | Brother’s Best Friend | Rural Firefighter Hotness | Koala Rescue | Weather-Related Drama | A Not-So-Pleasant Blast From the Past | Hurt/Comfort |

It’s a tale as old as time.

I’ve crushed on my brother’s best friend since I sprouted hairs on the unmentionables. Once upon a time, he was straight, until he wasn’t… and talk about bad timing.

And when we’re finally at a place for me to make my move, sexy rural firefighter Dan clams up and acts weird and I’m left with pants that are too tight and my heart feeling bruised… but he’s a good friend and I’m grateful he’s in my life.

Because of course Dan is a good guy.

Though him being “good” and ridiculously easy on the eyes and possibly the best man I know only makes me want him more.

When we’re thrust into a situation that brings both of us close to danger, it’s hardly the time to be chasing first kisses or finally acting on my crush. But Dan doesn’t seem to mind.

I just know that when the stakes are high and emotions are running wild, sometimes you have to show your hand and go all in. And that’s exactly what I plan to do.

High Alert was originally a 7,000-word short story in the March 2020 charity anthology “When the Smoke Clears.” It is now a 64,000-word full-length novel, complete with smouldering low-angst loveliness and a group of Aussie men who will capture your hearts.


Every time I caught his gaze, the overactive organ tucked away beneath my rib cage would flip or do a straight-up somersault. And when he cast me that small secret smile that I’d convinced myself was just for me, a new circus performance would start up inside my body, my stomach joining in with the fun.

Between the acrobatics and the inevitable extended time of my right hand getting a workout, a strange level of exhaustion always seemed to nip at the edges of my being.

It was strange—and more extreme than the reaction of my eighteen-year-old self, or even the few times I’d seen Dan over the years. I could only put it down to being viscerally aware of every move the man took when he was close by.

And hell if I wasn’t terrified that I was becoming obsessed, with just how often I watched him when we were together. But the man took my breath away as easily as a balloon might steal the breath from my lungs.




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Becca Seymour lives and breathes all things book related. Usually with at least three books being read and two WiPs being written at the same time, life is merrily hectic. She tends to do nothing by halves so happily seeks the craziness and busyness life offers.

Living on her small property in Queensland with her human family as well as her animal family of cows, chooks, and dogs, Becca appreciates the beauty of the world around her and is a believer that love truly is love.

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