Laces and Lace (Assassins #6)
The Bellevue Bullies Series
Clipped by Love
(early 2015)
Hooked by Love
(late 2015)
The Assassins Series
Laces and Lace
A Very Merry Hockey Holiday
(Coming December 2014)
Overtime
(Spring 2015)
Standalone
Taking Risks Series
Becoming the Whiskey Princess
(Due out 2015)
This is my tenth novel. Holy crap, right?!
Because this series wouldn’t have ever been started without this man, I want to dedicate this novel to Shea Weber of the Nashville Predators.
Thank you for always being so supportive and proud of my accomplishments. It means the world to me.
This book is for you.
GO PREDS!
Letter from the Author….well, me.
Hi, y’all! Hope you are well and THANK YOU SO MUCH for buying my tenth novel—and the sixth installment in the Assassins series,
Laces & Lace
. Before you get started in the magical world of my beloved Assassins, I want to take a moment and explain what I have done here. When you turn the page, you’ll see that
Tangled in the Laces
is there. I decided to include the prequel because it’s the start of Karson and Lacey. Some people didn’t buy
Seduced by the Game
, and I really didn’t want anyone to miss out. (Though you should get
Seduced by the Game
, there are some great stories in there!) I also thank you, because a dollar of your purchase goes to the Nashville Predators Foundation which helps the babies with cancer.
I am completely in love with this novel. I had my heart ripped out like you did during the prequel, and I love the way Karson and Lacey’s story plays out. It isn’t going to happen the way you think, and I pray that you love it the way I do. These two are so complex and amazing, but it isn’t just Lacey and Karson; Karson’s family and his best friend are a hoot! And I can’t wait to read your reviews.
Most of all, again, I thank you. I wouldn’t be where I am without you, and I feel so blessed and elated to have you as my reader.
Thank you.
Enjoy.
Love always,
Toni
Start reading
Tangled in the Laces
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Laces and Lace
February 2005
K
arson King pushed himself as he skated up the ice and back along with his teammates. A cloud whooshed out with every breath he let out; his lungs were burning, and so were his legs. The rink was cold, and he loved the sound his skates made against the ice, along with those of his twenty-nine teammates. It was seven in the morning, and he was tired from staying out way too late the night before, but he loved this. Hockey was his life. He had eaten, slept, and breathed hockey since he was old enough to stand in his skates. It was all he knew; it was all he cared about. This was his life, and he was ready to do everything he could to make his dreams come true.
And that was making it into the pros.
He had done everything to get there. He played hockey 365 days a year, trained with the best coaches, went to the best camps, and never started a day without a morning skate and a little puck handling. He was taught to be the best by his father, who played for twenty-one seasons in the pros before getting hurt and having to retire. Karl King was the best on and off the ice, and Karson had every intention of following in his father’s big footsteps.
